"Hello..." There was genuine sadness in her voice but I could not be too sure. I reclined in the chair, my feet propped up while keeping a glare at my P.A. I did not understand why she thought I should be the one to handle it. What exactly did the woman say? The static noise of the telephone interrupted my train of thoughts and I remembered I was on a call."Sorry...Who is this?""I... It doesn't matter. Just come, He needs you."Her incoherent sentences annoyed me but I probed further since I had not the slightest idea what she meant."I'm sorry, Who needs me?""Samuel, Your Son." The female voice retorted. Her answer amused me. This wasn't the first time I had gotten these types of calls but this had to be the most absurd. I had gotten the "I'm carrying your baby" and the "I have our tape" tropes but this, It was comedy gold. Combing my fingers through my hair, I told her point-blank. "Sorry Miss, You've got
AlvaI made my way out of a home I was babysitting. I would surely be late to the diner. Yet, I still had to pick up Samuel. His school had closed thirty minutes ago but the parents of the boys I babysat didn't come early. My legs wobbled as I briskly walked to the side of the road and flagged down a taxi."Goldenlaws primary school," I informed the dark seated figure upon entry.As the vehicle began moving, I stared through the open window to enjoy the scenery Greece had to offer. It's been so long since I enjoyed anything. Between rotating two different jobs to save up for college and keep a roof over my head, dealing with the tragic death of my sister and taking care of my son Samuel, there wasn't enough time to enjoy what the world had to offer. The taxi halted right in front of the beautiful gates of the primary school. I highlighted the vehicle, handed the driver his money, and proceeded inside."Mis
AlvaAs I stepped out of the ward for some privacy and space to think. I wondered if I was really going to do it. I swayed thinking about what the presence of Nikolas Sica had brought into the life of my late sister and I. It was impossible to imagine that I would need that monster's help ever again. I looked back at the door to the ward and knew I had no choice. Time was running out and Mr. Sica was the one thing that guaranteed that Samuel remained alive. The blood bank might not have a donor until tomorrow but the Sica enterprise was only a stone throw away from the hospital. Talk about cruel fate. Reluctantly, I searched for his contact. Well, not his. He had probably changed his private number one time too many but I had his enterprise "Contact us" number which hopefully would lead to his secretary or anyone important. With an afterthought, I hit the call button."Hello, This is Sica enterprises. What can I do for you?" A f
NikolasHer eyes squinted in obvious shock. Judging by her reaction, I was sure she was pulling an amazing stunt and this would be her last. Her looks though, She was definitely someone I wouldn't even look at twice and we had a child? Doubtful. I liked them blonde and feisty. And even if we crossed paths in the bedroom, I was sure her burning red hair would stick in my head and never had I ever fucked a redhead."Hello Miss," I announced, enjoying her discomfort. The way she shuddered was a turn I suppose. Considering I did not have much control over my life at the moment, It was enjoyable watching someone crumble under me."You came..." She stuttered."Of course. If my son's life is in danger like you said. Do you really think I would disregard such important news?"Her eyes squinted one more time. It seemed like a habit if you asked me. She was hurt by my daring and honest to God's reply
Nikolas"Are you stalking me, Mr. Sica?" She demanded in a very predictable manner. For someone who I had no memory of, She did hate me. I pondered how we hooked up in the first place If we did have a one night stand."You aren't that special Miss," I answered. True that I wasn't scoring the whole city for a girl who happened to be my baby mama. It was an accident, A rumble across town led me to a dejected young woman walking in the rain. Seeing her suffer in the cold made me snap, So somehow my good sides nature offered a ride but judging by the disgusting glares she felt passing at me. I was right to guess she would refuse my offer."I don't need your validation to be special Mr. Sica and the name is Alva." She said. I could still catch that fire in her eyes. It felt like she was playing nice even if all she wanted was to destroy me. My fingers tightened on the steering wheel just staring into the flickering orbs of cog
NikolasIcould be a prick. There was doubt about that but I did not think anything I said was wrong. We shared a night somewhere along the line. I was just trying to figure out when and where I had slipped up. I feared what would happen if my mom discovered she had a grandson, My entire world was sure to flip. I briefly hoped all of these was just a wild attempt to rope me. Maybe I would spare her if this turned out to be nothing but drama but every encounter I had with the woman told me she wasn’t looking for hard cash. There was just something about her. I haltingly started the car and drove. I didn’t have the capacity to bear my mother at the moment, Not with all the disturbing discoveries I had made in one day. It made me consider; What if there was more of them? In spite of myself, I was deadly worried. What I did then was a stupid childish act. It did not cancel my mistakes but if
Alva”If it is some paper you want me to sign, Mr. Sica, I will. I have no intent of groping you with child support or claiming your properties. Samuel and I are fine as we are.” I swallowed. That had to be the reason he was here. His eyes met mine unflinchingly and I could tell he had questions.He put a finger to his lips as an awkward silence followed. “So you actually believe I am that shallow. So out of the blues, I find out I have a son and the only thing you think runs through my mind is…’” He paused. “…properties and child support? Why do you have this one sided opinion about me?”I fell silent, weighing his words. If I could have it Alva’s way, I would scream his face that I wasn’t buying his act.“Years ago,” I began, hating that I had to keep the details a secret. “A woman walked into your office and tol
AlvaHis words reechoed in my mind.I wasn’t sure I could do it. The edgy shock of giving Samuel to his father without a fight did not feel quite right. I considered running but without funds and a legal passport, There wasn’t a chance. Plus there was more than a fair chance he would find me. He was an influential man.“Mom, Are you alright?” Samuel intruded on my thoughts.“I am fine.” I assured.Samuel did not seem to buy my response. So to keep his little mind off the complicated topic, I offered him the cold ramen buried in my bag. “I brought noodles. Your favorites.”“Do not worry about it mom. Dad already fed me.”A flush went through me. Did he just refer to Nikolas Sica as his father? That was unexpected an left me weak to the knees. I paused, letting my inner voice remonstrating on wh