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One More Baby, Mr. CEO Ninety-Four
ZORA'S POVThe room was silent for a long moment. The tension in it was thick enough to be cut with a knife. I could feel strain rolling in waves all over me. Trey was muttering under his breath, his eyes darting here and there. "How the hell did we get here?" he ground out. He looked from me to Cheryl and back again. "In the past, things have been bad, no doubt, but not this bad, damnit! Not like this."He banged his fist on the table so hard that the things on it rattled. He seemed to realize what he had just done, and snatched his hand back. He sighed tiredly. "How does this all get to go away?" he said, half to himself. He looked to Cheryl again. She looked clueless, probably the exact same way I looked. Her shoulders were hunched and she kept mussing up her perfect beauty shop curls in her agitation. Now that things had gone out of hand, I had to inform Cheryl and Trey about what was happening with the CSP. Cheryl had known that something was afoot, of course, but had beensho
One More Baby, Mr. CEO Ninety-Five
ZORA'S POVI came back from the kitchen after having gotten glasses of juice for Finn and Freya. At the table, I hesitated, then sat down slowly. I had spent sometime in the kitchen, putting it in order. Yet I still saw the same quantity of food on the children's plates. They didn't appear to have eaten anything at all. Plastering a smile on my face, I placed the glasses of fruit juice in front of them. "There you go," I said. "Cold and yummy just the way you like it. Now eat your food so you'll both grow really big and strong, okay?"They nodded listlessly and began to pick at their food, evidently eating with no enjoyment. I ate some of my food, chewed slowly, taking care to taste what I was eating. The meal was delicious. I had ordered it from a restaurant whose food the kids liked. That meant they couldn't be picking at their food because it was tasteless. The only sound in the dining room was the clinking of cutlery which was odd, because meal times were a time of activity for
One More Baby, Mr. CEO Ninety-Six
ZORA'S POV"Hey, Finn. Is there anything you want to talk about?"Finn looked up at Katherine, slowly shook his head. His head once more bent over the action figure he was listlessly moving about on his lap.Katherine clapped a hand to her chest. "Ouch. That hurt, Finn." Katherine turned to Freya. "What about you, Freya? Don't you have anything to tell me about school-" Katherine bit her lip, remembering what I had told her about the kids having a hard time at school. She went on quickly. "-or your favourite cartoons or... I'm pretty sure your brother here got up something while I was gone. How about you tell me about that. Huh?" Freya glanced at Katherine, then away. She was like a mirror of her brother. She had a doll in her hand and was engaged in fixing and removing the limbs of the doll. Katherine sighed exasperatedly. "Okay. If you don't want to talk, do you want us to play dress up with your dolly? You'll spoil her legs if you carry on like that. I bet she really wants to try
One More Baby, Mr. CEO Ninety-Seven
ZORA'S POVWhat Elliot had just said hit me with the force of a bomb. I was on my feet with hardly a recollection of how I had gotten up. "And what the hell is that supposed to mean?" I yelled. I pressed the phone tightly to my ear, not wanting to believe that I had heard Elliot correctly. Elliot sighed. "Just- Oh, damn! Now I'm thinking it was a really bad idea to have heard this conversation on phone. But- but I just wanted to give you the heads-up, that's all.""Oh yeah? Well even if we were going to have this conversation face to face, or over the phone, my reaction would still have been the same. All I want you to do now is to tell me that you are bloody joking. You're pulling my legs, right?""If you could just calm down-""Don't you dare tell me to calm down," I shouted, beside myself with anger. "Just don't.""I think you didn't really understood what I said. Just let me explain it to you again."Because I was hoping Elliot could explain this new development in a way that w
One More Baby, Mr. CEO Ninety-Eight
ZORA'S POVI glanced at my wristwatch and saw that we were almost running late. Well, not running late, exactly, but I wanted to be there as soon as I could. I once more focused on what I was doing, dishing the food into a foodflask. I listened, but I could not hear Finn. I left the kitchen, moved to the living room, but he wasn't there either. That meant he was still getting ready in his room. "Finn," I shouted. "What are you still doing? I thought you would be ready by now.""I'm just tying my shoelaces, mum," he shouted back. "I will be done in a minute.""Alright. Hurry up."Just as I put the lid on the food flask, Finn ran in. "I'm all done," he announced, grinning from ear to ear. I looked him over. "I can see that. And you are wearing your new pair of sneakers too.""Uh huh. I want her to see it. I think I will even let her wear it. Let's go, mum.""Hold your horses, kiddo. I'm yet to pack up the food.""Oh, what food are you packing?"For answer, I took the lid off the food
One More Baby, Mr. CEO Ninety-Nine
ZORA'S POVAs I had predicted during the weekend, the following Monday morning and indeed the rest of that day, was an extremely busy one for me. As soon as I walked through the door of my office, I was swamped with work. I stopped short at the door step and whistled under my breath. There was a pile of paperwork stacked on my desk already, and a glance at my watch told me that it was just a few minutes past 7 a.m. I reflected wryly that my alone time with Elliot had cut into the time I was supposed to use to work. "Not that I regret it though," I muttered to myself as I settled down to work. My time with Elliot had been worth while. It brought a smile to my face to remember all the time we had spent together, what we had done, and all the kids had been up to during the weekend."Had a great weekend, I see," Trey said as he came into the room. "I'm judging by the smile you have on your face."I started to smile and say yes, but then I groaned when I saw the pile of paperwork he was
One More Baby, Mr. CEO Hundred
ZORA'S POV I checked the content of my handbag to be sure that I had not forgotten anything. It would be damned inconvenient if I had. Satisfied that everything I needed was in there, I made my way back to my room and put the finishing touches to the light make up I was going wearing this morning. I returned to the living room, expecting to see Finn there, but he was nowhere to be found. Just as l was about to call him, his voice came floating from the direction of his room. "Mum," he called. "Have you seen my school bag?" "Now, why on earth will you be searching for your school bag on a school day, Finn?" I said when I got to his room. He was moving about, searching for his bag with one sock on, and his shirt half buttoned. "I kept it right here," Finn said, looking around vaguely. "When last did you see it?... Aha! There it is."While talking, I had gotten on all fours beside the bed and had seen the bag thrust a little way under the bed."Yay! Thanks, mum."I glanced at the cl
One More Baby, Mr. CEO Hundred and One
ZORA'S POV"So, you're telling me that you haven't given your mum any trouble this week?" Elliot asked. Finn shook his head emphatically. "No. I always do my homework myself, so she doesn't ever have to teach me." He shot a snug look at Freya, who looked up from the hem of Elliot's shirt, which she was pleating, and scowled at her brother. "I'm a good boy."Elliot threw back his head and laughed. "Well, that's something... Usually, someone is supposed to say that about you, instead of you saying it yourself. But-" Elliot reached out and ruffled Finn's hair. "-you are a good boy. And that goes for you too, Freya. Ah! This reminds me of something. Your birthdays are coming up soon, in a week to be exact. I think I see both of you growing taller already.""I'm taller than Freya already," Finn chirped."You are not," Freya retorted. "We are both short."I sniggered. Elliot hid a grin. "Okay. Let's not argue about who is short or tall. When you both turn six, we will see for ourselves. N
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