A beautiful mistake

She awoke to the soft, tender skin underneath her. A man had wrapped his hands around her waist. She scanned the surroundings, her migraine getting worse by the second. Her dress at the furthest corner of the hotel room. Her thong hung on the larvae lamp on the night stand. Entangling the man's arms from her waist she covered her naked body with the white bedsheet that had little stains of blood. She blamed herself for everything that happened. Her heart was racing and her mind in turmoil, to think she had preserved her virginity for too long as a gift to her husband. Now a stranger, had already made his way with her... After putting on her dress, she reached for the door before stumbling with the man's pants across the floor. His wallet hanging slightly from the trousers' pocket. She couldn't, but then again she had no choice! Quickly taking the man's wallet in her hand, she removed five hundred dollars and rushed out. 

He's the dude?," Raquel asked once they were in Mikaella's office.. Mikaella was scared something about the way he looked at her minutes ago made her tense. "Yes, Raque! It's him..those grey eyes...I remember them..," she said using her hands to fan herself. "Well pee in my ear and call it hot rain! You had to sleep with the one and only Roman Cervantes? Mick, you are his baby momma! Seth..." The mere mention of Seth suddenly made her legs weak. What if he found out they had a son together? What if he took Seth away from her? No! She wouldn't let anyone take her son away from her. "No Raque! Seth is mine! Mine. He probably won't remember me anyway," she said laughing nervously as if to calm herself from how hot her body was getting and how fast her heart beat. "Mmmh? Mick look at him, Seth is like a mini version of him. They look a like!"Raquel said.&

 "What do you mean someone picked him up?" Mikaella tensed up. Ms Naomi, Seth's teacher had briefly explained it to her that Seth was not in school. She had already made several calls to ask her colleagues if they happen to pick Seth up from school. She paced around her heart pounding against her chest as if to warn her of something tragic happening to Seth. She drove all the way home in hope that Seth would be there. But the chances were slim and she knew it. ******** "Calm down, Mick," Raquel patted Mick's shoulder. Mikaella was already at home clutching Seth's toy in her hand. She was relentlessly shaking, her eyes now swollen due to how much she had cried, she muttered a prayer for Seth's safety. "Yeah, I'm sure he's fine,"Phil, another close friend, assured her. He also had a hard time believing that his God son was now lost somewhere, alone

The huge metallic gates automatically opened revealing a grand mansion. The oppressive gloom that had weighed her heart down suddenly lifted and dissipated. Roman ushered her into the sprawling vicinity with its lush well-tended lawn. Clusters of bushes dotted the compound, while beyond the house was a stone perimeter wall with a blaze of climbers in red, purple and cream. When she got to the front door, she could hardly believe her eyes. Roman reached for the front door opening the door revealing a spacious hallway that led to a large living room lavishly furnished with unique furniture. The floor length brown curtains were drawn as the sun's rays lit up the whole house. She tried to contain her excitement but she continued to look about with fascinated eyes. A middle aged woman introduced herself as Marga, and showed her around while Roman left. Marga showed her the rooms specifically Roman's room

Two weeks gone and she felt better. These two weeks came with progress to her, although she couldn't quite pin it how he he'd managed to let her go back to work so easily after blaming her of intentionally becoming malnourished to seek attention. An ounce of guilt perhaps, she reasoned.Raquel's questions were enough to make her head pop. She knew how yarpy Raquel was. It reminded her of how at one time her best friend was head over heels in love with a local bartender and every night she would haunt her with old hippie folk music. "Are you sure he's not just acting? The guy is hot Mick but not dumb enough to not note that you are one fine hot specimen" "He's not acting and second of all gross to the last statement. The guy is practically a freaking villain in every woman's dream" "Well sister, at least you're set for life. Life is good, hot hubby cute son ooh and money the one thing that people lack"