NO MERCY

"I have the lady, Mr. Thane."

“Good,” Thane responded to the caller who happened to be Doctor Sophia.

It was exactly a week since he last visited. And sticking to his warning, she had provided the lady her junior colleague had accidentally used his sperm on.

“I'll be there by 4 pm, make sure she is available.”

"You can count on that, sir." She agreed to his terms and the call ended.

He proceeded to dial Isabella barely a minute later. She picked up the second ring.

“Hey, babe,”

“How was your night?”

“Good, just missing you.” She teased.

“Good thing I'll be with you shortly.” He informed her cheerfully. "Doctor Sophia called, she has the lady."

"That's… nice." She finally found a word for it. "Also, I just got the test result, I've been busy, you know," she made up a silly excuse. "Well, she's a perfect fit."

“Double good news.” Thane grinned. "See you later."

Clara, who was knitting a woolen bag, looked at her son and furrowed her forehead, waiting for him to spill what it was