Not again

Naomi's P.O.V

Settling down wasn't as easy as I expected. I enrolled Dean in one of the best schools and I picked a room in my house to be my office.

Yes, I worked from home. I was a writer and freelancer. My gift for writing had always been with me since when I was little but I couldn't utilise it. That didn't stop me from reading a lot and jotting down on paper. When I was with my ex-husband, I was not expected to go out or do anything. My only duty was to warm his bed whenever he pleases. I was mostly bored doing nothing. The maids took care of cleaning the house and also preparing food.

Most of my time was spent in the library, and it was a big library with varieties of books. It was the only thing I missed in the house. After reading lots of books, I decided to start writing mine one day. I wrote a lot of fan fiction for books I didn't like the ending and I also change the life of characters that I think deserved better. From writing fan fiction, I switched to writing original stories but none of the family knew about this. I was supposed to be invisible but if they found out I was writing or doing anything productive, I would be punished.

Although, my ex-husband was mostly absent then but the only thing he likes about me for my sex. He always wanted more from me and that made me feel like a sex toy. His grandmother married me to him and was the only one who cared for me a bit but she was too old to fight for me. And when she died, the house was a living hell.

Anyways, after my divorce, I started posting my work online and doing freelancing jobs. I was lucky to quicky gain followed and fans and my book became popular under a pen name. I wasn't ready to show my real name to the world. That was how I was able to raise my status from poor to rich. I am not as rich as the Boone's but I wasn't the poor girl they once knew.

I was setting my books in my library when I heard the bell ring. I dropped the book so fast and ran to open the door. I was expecting my car to be delivered today as it was too tiresome doing errands on leg and the neighbour requires I have at least a car unless I might become the poor girl again. Something I vowed never to be again.

The smile on my face erased at the face starting back at me when I opened the door. Of course, he was as devilishly handsome as he was five years ago. All my curses to the gods to make him ugly definitely didn't work. He wore a smile of his face and I couldn't help but admire how good he looks. Just because I hate him didn't mean I would deny his good looks.

I tried shutting the door on him but he sticks his leg out to stop it.

"Listen to me, Naomi."

I hissed. Now he wants me to listen to him. I said the same word to him five years ago with tears especially when I discovered I was pregnant but did he listen.

No.

I even tried to tell him about our baby but to him, I did not deserve his attention then.

'How did you find out where I live?"

He smirked, "Oh Naomi you know me. I have my resources."

Just as arrogant as he had always been. If he thought I will cower as I used to he had something else coming his way.

"Well, It was not nice meeting you Derick."

He looked hooked and before he could recover. I shut the door to his face. Good riddance.

Derick Boone was my ex-husband and the man I fell in love with but treated me like trash because I was poor.

Seeing him did something to my heart and I stood behind the door gasping for air inwardly and congratulating myself for standing up to him. it took all of my courage not to cower in front of him.

After calming myself down, I walked to Dean's room. He was impersonating what the cartoons are doing on the Television. I smiled at him.

"Dean."

He turned and came to hug me. "Mummy."

I pulled my phone out, "Let's talk to Emily."

He shouted jumping up and down. "Yes. Yes. I want to talk with Emily. I want to see Emily."

I pulled him on my leg while sitting on his bed. I made a video call to Emily who picked up on the first ring.

"Hello, my beautiful bestie." She said. Her face wasn't clear on the video yet, so she adjusted herself well and when she saw Dean on my leg, she shouted. "And my lovely charming sweet little prince. How are you?"

Dean giggled, "I am fine, princess. I missed you."

I smiled at their nickname for one another. He was the prince and she was the princess.

"I miss you too, my prince charming." she cooed.

I was obviously the third party in this conversation.

"I have new toys. Plenty of toys and also I have a new room. My room is big and colourful. come fast so that I can show you. I will also show you my teddy and PJ masks and my soldiers. my car and my bicycle..." he continued listing the numerous things he wanted to show her while she listen carefully like it was the most important conversation she ever had. After listing everything to his satisfaction. He asked when she was coming.

"Very soon, My prince. Very soon."

I also missed her so I asked, "How soon is very soon?"

"I am just trying to finish something over here after that I am coming for you both. And I won't leave even if you both get tired of me."

"We can never be tired of you. We miss you so much."

Dean seemed to know that his conversation with her was done. He moved out of my leg and laid on the bed watching his show.

I excused myself and went to my room.

"I want to tell you something. Derrick came here today."

She frowned, "How? Why? How did he discover you are back?"

I sighed, "I have no idea. I mean, I didn't think I will see him that soon and definitely not in my own house."

with wide eyes, she asked, "And what did you do to him. Don't tell me you allowed him inside but I know you have a soft spot for the man."

She was right. I had a soft spot for Derrick but I won't allow him to to treat me like trash again. I am above that. I have millions of people following my works online.

I bit my lower lips, "I shut the door to his face."

She let out what I tagged her wicked laugh while I imagined get holding something while laughing.

"I am proud of you girl. I wish I could have seem his face. it would have been totally priceless."

Sometimes Emily was so wicked but she was so nice to me and Dean that I have no complaints. Whoever sees her other side deserves it.

"Do you think he will come again?"

I don't think I can handle him again like I did if he ever decided to come again. He will make it easier for us both if he stays as far away as he can from us.

"I am sure he will come again. you need to get prepared."