(Jessamine’s POV) Still in her pajamas, Colleen held the mug Aiden loved to use for his coffee and sat crossed legs on the single sofa, eyeing us curiously. She was on a night shift, loving the challenge in the hospital’s emergency room, but when she heard Deborah’s voice, like Charlie and my son, she woke up despite having only three hours of sleep.Deborah swayed her body slightly, dancing my baby in her arms, moving side to side, hoping he would fall asleep again.“You shouldn’t have taken him from his crib. Do we really have to include my son here?” I muttered impatiently, sitting on the loveseat, raising my brows at my sister.Colleen shrugged, snorting at me but moaning as she sipped her coffee.Deborah released a short giggle, her eyes on my son. “Of course! Kyle’s our main witness here. Right, love?” she puckered her lips but did not press her red lips on his forehead.“Witness my foot!” I sneered, rolling my eyes. “He wasn’t even born yet when it happened.”“Yeah,” Colleen b
(Aiden’s POV) Sasha called my attention earlier, asking me why I posted my picture of me with Eliza in my arms. It was an old picture. Eliza was two days old then and looked adorable in her pink onesies with the print Daddy’s Favorite Girl, which Aaron thought was a controversial message to the world.To ensure no pictures of us will circulate on the net, my PR team and security details had all the pictures deleted, but without telling them, I kept this one on my file. I was supposed to stay quiet and not disclose anything in public until I told Jessamine everything, but last night, while thinking of what to do, I uploaded the picture to my social media account.“Have you gone crazy?” Sasha asked angrily this morning but stopped asking more when I answered Yes.I stared blankly at the big screen of my computer, but not following the number of likes nor the emojis being sent to my post. I didn’t even bother to read the comments and ignored the chime of emails from my sister and the pr
(Aiden’s POV) “God, you’re wasted,” I murmured. “What happened to you, Jess?”I tried not to breathe, carrying her before entering the elevator. The scent of alcohol and my best friend’s sweet perfume was intoxicating, making me want to kiss her soft pink lips. She giggled, wrapping her arms around my neck and arching her body to reach my cheek.“Aiden, you came!” She moaned like a child, then grinned. “Is today tomorrow already?” She squealed, inhaling me, closing her eyes, and taking a deep breath. “God, I love your smell,” she murmured in her sweet, sexy voice, licking my cheek and biting my jaw playfully.Jessamine giggled when I jerked, startled by her flirty attack. I should have gotten upset, but I swore my manhood would disagree as I was now hard, my member wanting furiously to break free from my underwear and pants. Surely, I wanted to have my shaft buried tonight in any woman I hoped to meet in the bar, but I was not expecting God to drop my best friend from heaven into my
(Aiden’s POV) “Charlie’s missing?” My eyebrows knitted, talking almost in a hushed tone.I grabbed her hands on the lapels of my suit jacket, not wanting to break her hands off me but wishing to hold her and intertwine our fingers. My gaze locked in Jessamine’s glaring eyes, welling with tears. This was not how I wanted us to meet… or how I dreamt of her on top of me.“Your drama doesn’t work, whatever your name is! Return my baby to me,” Jessamine growled between tears, grinding her teeth like she was ready to bite me.“I’m calling the guards,” Heather said and yelped at the same time when my best friend raised her head, glowering at her.“You try!” Jessamine snapped, making Heather to step back.“Ha! Let her kill him.” Sasha hissed a mix of anger and amusement in her voice. My secretary grabbed her assistant’s hand and pulled her outside my office, closing the door behind them.I took my chance, pulling Jessamine, quickly wrapping my arms around her, and rolling, shifting our posit
(Jessamine’s POV) “Papa!” The girl squealed adorably, smacking her lips and stretching her tiny arms to reach Aiden.‘Don’t take her! Don’t take her! Don’t take her, please!’ I didn’t know, but my heart cried. My lips pursed tightly, afraid a yelp would escape. I jolted unexpectedly when Aiden moved closer to Neomi. I had imagined a thousand scenarios in his single move.“Hello there,” Aiden said and smiled gently, taking the little girl from her mother’s arms.I swore to heaven that my already shredded heart was grated when he pressed his lips into the child’s forehead.“Pa…pa! Pa…pa!” She muttered excitedly again as if it was the only word she knew, and like a puppy, she snuggled closer, burying her head in his neck.I had to swallow hard to wheeze out a painful gasp. My breath wilted in my lungs, picturing in my mind how close she was to… her father. Tiny needles pricked my heart as I lowered my head, eyes on my son. Anger spiraled in my calmed self, suddenly wanting to attack hi
(Jessamine’s POV) I heard two sounds simultaneously. A slap and gasps.The sharp smack of my palm on Aiden’s cheek made the women around me gasp. Will straightened up, but he didn’t dare move from his position. I was sure, though, that I saw the corners of his mouth lifted before he lowered his head.After I noticed Kyle gasping while breastfeeding him in his private office, I had to calm down. My doctor said I had a lot of milk, and my son seemed to respond in my body whenever I was angry or excited. He would suck milk swiftly as if matching the flow of my milk, so I had to watch and be careful if I didn’t want him to choke again.My hands trembled, and I had to clutch the hem of my shirt to stop myself from slapping Aiden again. I didn’t have to ask if it hurt; the stinging in my right palm told me how hard it landed on his cheek. He closed his eyes and groaned, his palm touching the crimson skin where I hit him.“Aww! What the -”“Curse me in front of my son, and I promise you tha
(Aiden’s POV) “I don’t have to go…” Jessamine’s eyes were on my son.I didn’t want to show her I was nervous, but anxiousness sprawled like wildfire inside me at what she said. Air must have gone so limited, but I dared not to swallow. She might think I was terrified of her. Even though I portrayed a different personality as Adam Knight, she was still my best friend… and Jessamine knew me very well. I raised my head but pursed my lips as I thought of how to attack her.Why does she have to be stubborn? I almost growled but stopped when she raised her head and showed a perky smile to her sister.“But I had to,” she added.I dared not to blink because she really scared me. I knew that cheery smile. It meant she was up to something I would never like.“We’ll be fine, Colleen. You heard him loud and clear. He’s not asking me to live with him. Thank goodness!” She turned her head toward me and raised her eyebrows. “Kyle and I will be back before dinner.”“Ooh… kay,” Colleen slowly looked
(Aiden’s POV) “Mr. Knight.” Will cleared his throat.At first, I thought he would open the car door for me, only to realize he was blocking it. He sniffed and coughed, but the sound was brief and almost hushed. I lifted a brow, staring at him worriedly that he might be sick. If that was the case, I didn’t want him around Jessamine and my son.“Are you okay?” It was Sasha who asked, her eyes on his forehead beading with sweat.Will’s Adam’s apple moved like he was swallowing hard with words in it.“Umm…” He glanced at me, moving to his side and holding the handle but not opening the car door.“What’s the problem?” Sasha asked again, glancing over her shoulder to make sure our bodyguards were around.“Move,” I muttered sternly.Instead of stepping aside, Will took a deep breath. “Mr. Knight, Ms. Sanchez is not inside,” he informed me and opened the back passenger door.I squinted, pursing my lips tightly, not wanting a curse to slip from my mouth. He was not joking. When I lowered my h