Who is this?

Naomi's POV

When I heard the knock on my door early in the morning. I had a bad feeling about it. What could be so urgent that would make anyone knock on my door? Plus, I haven't started making friends yet. The friends I left here five years ago don't count. They were wolves in sheep's clothes.

My eyes were puffy from the lack of sleep last night. I had to stay awake to update my books for my fans. I hate missing the deadlines I set for myself.

The knock came again making me grumble while standing from my bed. This was my those extremely rich people have maids. Maybe I might also end up employing one or two help. The workload was too much for me.

Immediately I opened the door, I almost shut it back but Ricky placed his leg on the door. Plus, I had a lot of respect for him. He was there for me when my so-called husband abandoned me. Not that he had always been there for me.

"Good morning, Nao. Sorry to wake you up," he flashed me a smile which I couldn't help but return then faced Derrick to glare at him. But with the boyish grin on his face, it was difficult to glare at him, so I averted my gaze.

The guy sure knows how to make me annoyed. Even with just a smile.

"You can come in," I told Ricky but already knew Derrick would tag along. I wish I was that heartless to push him out of the door and shut the door to his face. This time with much more confidence.

But wishes were not horses. So, I was stuck with two grown men invading my privacy. Thankfully my son was still asleep and I wouldn't want him to meet any of them. I hope they leave before he wakes up. Ricky moved to the sofa and sat down while Derrick moved from wall to wall inspecting it like he was in his house.

I sat opposite Ricky, "Can you tell your friend to sit down and stop inspecting my house." I made sure to emphasise the word my house.

He smiled and finally sit down beside me. I stood up and sat on the opposite chair. He smirked. "Really, smooth."

I ignored him. Gone are the days I would listen and do what I was told. I am my person now.

"what will you like to drink?" Just as earlier, my question was directed to Ricky but Derrick decided to answer too. I don't know if he doesn't get the message or if he was trying to piss me off. For my sake, I was hoping, he could just leave me alone.

I went back to the kitchen but then I started hearing a low whispered voice. Probably Ricky telling Derrick not to annoy me. I went to check on Dean but he was still fast asleep. I closes the door gently and then went back to the sitting room. I dropped the juice and crossed my arm on my chest to make myself more intimidating.

Derrick was looking at my breast and I tried to cover it. Tried because his gaze left there and focused on my face which made me much more uncomfortable. "How can I help you?"

Ricky cleared his throat, "Nao, I know I don't have the right to ask anything of you but I would love it if you do just one thing for me."

I raised a brow.

"Please, just listen to what he has said. Then you can decide whatever you want?"

I pointed a finger at Derrick, "You want me to listen to someone who doesn't understand what listening means."

"But..." Derrick tried to say but Ricky glared at him.

"I know he has offended you and it's okay if you are angry forever but I just want you to listen to whatever he has to say. So that you won't have any regret," he said. "I know it's been five years since we last saw each other and I know nothing about you or whatever you are going through, that's why I am pleading to you."

I sighed. The only reason I would listen to him was not that he was pleading with me but because he was there for me when no one did. He pleaded with Derrick to listen to me when everyone threw me out. So, this will be my payback for what he did for me then.

"Okay. All because of you. I will listen to him."

He started getting up. "Let me excuse you then."

And leave me with Derrick alone. No. I won't survive staying alone with the guy.

"No. You can wait and listen too."

Derrick raised a brow, "Are you afraid of being alone with me?"

That. That was exactly the reason I don't want to be alone with him. He was too cocky and he knew my weak points. Our marriage might not be rosy but the sex was good. In fact, too good. Dean was the proof but there was no way I was letting him know I had his son.

"I don't want to invade your privacies." Before I could say anything else, he walked out of the house leaving Derrick and me in a staring competition.

The way he was looking at me made me want to hide from him. He started at him like he was trying to capture my image and keep it in his head. After minutes of starting with no words, I finally spoke.

"Are you going to say what you have to say or are you going to leave my house?"

He chuckled. For goodness sake, I couldn't fathom what was funny enough to warrant him chuckling.

"Sorry. I am just not used to this Naomi."

"What Naomi?"

He stood up moving closer to me. "You know, the Naomi bold enough to shut her door to my face.The Naomi brave enough to give me a response. The Naomi who wasn't willing to please me. It's kind of difficult to know that they were the same person."

I hissed, "Can you just go to the point and get this done with?"

I hope my voice was as strong as I was imagining it.

"I am sorry, Naomi."

Did he really said that or was I hearing wrong? This was the first time I was hearing Derrick apologize. I don't know what to feel or say but the apology was five years late.

"Please can you leave now?"

He was moving closer to me. Then was when I heard Dean's voice.

"Mummy, who is this?"