DAMIEN POVKamaria was doing her best to hold Lily's stare as proudly as she can without appearing weak to her. For years this was the woman who had the attention of her husband, who was the source of her unhappiness, but right now she was acting like she didn't care, and her detached, cold mask was back in place. I didn't think my girlfriend liked the proud look on my ex wife face because those green eyes narrowed in anger and she looked like she was going to say something scathing. I knew I needed to do something before a cat fight erupts in my office, not that I think Kamaria will stoop that low. My wife, sorry ex wife has a class that most wealthy women of the society can't afford. Before I could speak Kamaria beat me to it. She remove her attention from Lily like she wasn't wasting her emotions and time on and turned to look at me. The fire I glimpsed in beautiful brown eyes were all gone, in its place a look that bothered on hatred. I winced. I had wanted us to go our separat

DAMIEN POVFor the rest of the day I worked in a daze, barely seeing or hearing anything. All I could thinks about is that Kamaria is carrying my child. Inside me I have all these confusing emotions. Anxiety, joy, pride, but the most palpable of them all is fear. What do I know about raising a child. A kid at this moment in my life wasn't something I planned, but now that it is happening I can't help feeling happy about it. There is this feeling of pride that is going on inside me at the thought of being a father. With my head not in the game I decided to leave work early. As I was leaving my eyes fell on the divorce papers I sent Kamaria. I picked it up and flipped through it. True to her words she signed the papers but she stated clearly that she didn't want a cent from me. I scoffed at her pride. I returned the papers in my drawers without signing it and locked it. I wasn't letting her go until she has had my baby. No one is going to raise my baby and if Kamaria believes she h

KAMARIA POV On top the twelve story building that houses one of the five star restaurant, in their flower garden my company in a beautifully arranged dinner celebration having a good time. The night air was soft as the summer breeze blew around us. The sound of cutleries striking the ceramics plate added to the beat of the night, while the chatter and laughter from my colleagues lit up the open garden. The dinner celebration was for the top members of my company, but my boss Reign insisted that I come. Reign is the CEO of my company, an advertising and publishing company and my direct boss. I was content to dwell in my small world, allowing the fun everyone was having to swirl around me. I wasn't an overly socialising type and was a little awkward when it comes to small talk, so I just engaged the ones beside me who are willing to chat. At the head of the Reign struck his cutlery against his glass to draw everyone attention to him. Reign is a very gorgeous guy, boasting a powerf

DAMIEN POV A soft hand moving gently over my chest woke me up from sleep. I turned to pull the woman wrapped around my side onto my chest, inhaling her sweet scent. Lily moaned as my hands traveled down her back to her as, giving it a little squeeze. "Didn't have enough last night?" I teased reaching down to peck her lips. "No," she murmured reaching up to kiss me harder. "You have been working a lot lately that I barely see you around anymore," she complained with a pout on her full lips. Looking at her gorgeous face never ceased to make me hard. I felt my junior stair at the thought of having her again. She was right about me working late these days. The company isn't doing so well, with the advertising side barely keeping up with things and the marketing side not doing well either. The long hours at work is me trying to put things together. Yes, I finally fired Samuel few years ago and got a new creative director in his place, not that the new hirer was any better than Samue

KAMARIA POV "I am not." My Angel opened her eyes and stared directly into mine as if to prove her point. I chuckled inside because even though she tried not to look scared her voice betrayed her by trembling as the words came out from her. Instead of arguing I reached out to take her little hand in mine. "What are you doing mum?" Her nose scrunched up in a cute little frown, a puzzled expression on her face. "I am scared," my expression was serious even though I was smiling inside. She didn't buy the excuse and rolled her blue eyes dramatically at mine failed attempt at Subtlety. Her grip in mine tightened to the point of bruising as the plane rose to the air. I decided to distract her by talking. I started telling her stories about my parents, her grandparents. I have never talked about my family with her because I had been scared of her asking more. Of her asking about her father. The first time she asked about him I had panicked and told her he was dead, and I have never foun