“Mommy?”
Kris shot Amelia a deadly glare. “I thought you said you didn't have any kids?” With a confused look on his face, Kris stepped into the apartment, waiting for an explanation. “I can explain, you see…” Amelia's brain struggled to come up with a reasonable excuse. “Guess what I got!” Mel, Amelia’s friend, burst into the apartment, holding up a shopping bag. “Uh… am I interrupting something?” Even she could feel the tension hanging thick in the air. “I’ll just... go…” Amelia grabbed Mel by the arm and yanked her close, whispering urgently, “Play along!” “Kris meet my best friend and roommate, Mel.” Amelia gestured towards Mel. “Oh hey, dude,” Mel said calmly, clearly not knowing who Kris was. “Hey Mel, isn't it time to give Mikey, YOUR son, a bath?” Amelia gave Mel signals and winked uncontrollably, hoping Mel would catch on. “My son?” Mel blinked in confusion but caught on quickly. “Oh! Yes, MY son. Come on, Mikey, let's go get cleaned up,” she said, awkwardly picking up the confused boy and rushing him to the bathroom. Kris still stood there with a puzzled expression on his face. “Sorry about that” Amelia let out a nervous chuckle. “Mikey loves calling me mom. Mel's always busy, plus I pick him up from school, so he's kinda grown on me.” She hoped he would buy it. Kris raised an eyebrow. “So your best friend’s son calls you ‘Mom’? Are you sure you’re not a lesbian, Amelia?” “What? No! I’m definitely straight,” she sputtered. Kris’s gaze narrowed, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips. “If you say so.” He stepped closer, towering over her, his hand lifting her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. “Time’s almost up, Amelia,” he murmured. “What’s it gonna be? Still, think you can become an executive manager?” His grin was dark, filled with wicked amusement. “Ahhhhh!” Screams from the bathroom echoed all over the house, Amelia dashed to see what had happened. “What is it?” She looked and saw Mel on the floor, soap in her eyes. “Amelia!” “Mel, I'm so sorry,” she tried to hold back her laugh. “Mikey say sorry to Auntie Mel!” Amelia turned to Mikey who had a sad expression on his face. “Mikey?” “I'll be in my room,” Mel finally said, washing the soap off her eyes; she left. “Mikey, what's wrong?” Amelia asked as she gently wiped his hair with a towel. “Mom? Was that man… my dad?” Amelia froze at the question. Why would Mikey even ask such a thing? “Oh honey, you know we don't speak about your dad.” Poor Mikey wanted answers and Amelia just wasn't ready to give them to him. “Well is he your boyfriend? He seems to really like you” Boyfriend? What had Mikey been learning in school? “What makes you think he's my boyfriend honey?” “Well, he brought home your ID card, didn't he?” Amelia could only smile at her son's shabby detective work. “Mom, I want you to be happy; I can't always protect you. I'm fine with you dating mom. I just want you to be happy” Amelia's heart broke as she heard these words from her son. “Mikey…” Amelia kissed her son's forehead and carried him up to his room. She couldn't help but think, what if I agreed to Kris's offer? What if I let him into Mikey's life? She had taken Mikey to his room and put him to sleep. “Goodnight Mikey” “I love you, Mom,” Mikey whispered under his breath as he dozed off to sleep. ********************* “Okay, Mr Fox,” Amelia said as she made her way back into the living room, where Kris was seated on a couch. “I accept.” Kris couldn't help but plaster a smirk on his face. “Here.” Kris placed a document on the counter table. “What is it this time?” Amelia was stunned as she held the document in her hand. A contract? “Just in case you decide to back out. Don't worry…” he relaxed back on the couch, “it's only for insurance.” A wicked smile lingering on his face. Amelia was hesitant. Nevertheless, she signed it. Not because of the debts, or because of the Daily Gossip, or even because of the promotion. She did it for Mikey. “Great!” Kris stood up, “just one more thing left” he reached into his pocket. “And what would that be…” Amelia froze as he pulled out the ring, the same ring he’d shown earlier. “Miss Amelia,” Kris said smoothly, his voice dropping to a low murmur, “would you do me the greatest honor and be my wife?” Amelia felt her heart pounding in her chest. She knew it was an act but a part of her still dreamed that it was the start of something real. “Goodnight Amelia.” Kris moved closer to her and whispered in her ear “I told you I always get what I want.” With that, he left the apartment and made his way to his car. “Am I imagining things or did that boy look an awful lot like me when I was younger” ********************** The next day, at Mikey's school, Amelia had gone to pick him up as usual. She was surprised to see her son Walking with another kid, Mikey was never kin of having friends. “Oh, this must be the new friend he talked about yesterday,” she thought to herself. “Mom!” Mikey was happy to see his mom. “This is my new friend Leo. Leo meet my mom.” he pushed his friend Leo a bit closer to Amelia. Amelia took a moment to analyze his features. He had bright ember eyes, the same as Amelia. His hair brown with a wavy feel, quite similar to Amelia's. Amelia couldn't help but notice the striking resemblance between them and neither did her son, Mikey. “You know, Leo, you kinda look like my mom.” He looked back and forth between the two. Mikey wasn't wrong. When Amelia was pregnant, she always had the feeling that she was having twins, even though the scanners and doctors said otherwise, she knew what she felt. If she had given birth to another son, he'd probably be exactly like Leo. “Who's coming to pick you up, Leo?” “Well, my dad usually just sends someone. He's always busy with work” Leo replied with a sour face. It was obvious he didn't like the idea of his dad not coming to pick him up. Just then, a sleek black car pulled up; the screens were thick black, and there was no seeing inside. A man dressed like a bodyguard came down from the driver seat and walked over towards Leo. “Hello, Leonardo. Your father sent me to get you” Amelia felt something was off. She was getting a totally wrong vibe from the man. “Leo, is this the guy who's picking you up?” Amelia stood in front of Leo, arms widened. “No, I've never seen him in my life” Leo, with a frightened voice, hid behind Amelia. “Mikey, I need you to slowly back away with Leo okay? On my count” Amelia had moved towards the man. “Who sent you?” “That doesn't concern you, lady” his voice was sharp; it reeked of deceit. “Now step aside” he brought out a gun and aimed it at Amelia “Hand over the kid and no one gets hurt” A gun? Amelia kept calm; she had watched too many action movies to know you never act naive in a gunfight. “Mikey now!” Amelia gave the signal, and in a split second, Mikey had run off with Leo back into the school. “Oh no, you don't.” Amelia jumped on top of the Huge man as he turned to chase the kids. The teachers in the school had called the authorities, and Amelia had to buy them some time before they could get there. “Ahhhhh!” Amelia screamed out. She had been shot! “Mom!” ************************** Beep… Beep… Beep… Amelia lay motionless on the hospital bed, the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor the only sound in the quiet room. Her face was pale, and an IV drip was attached to her arm, slowly feeding fluids into her weakened body. “It's my fault she got hurt. I'm sorry.” Leo wouldn't stop crying ever since Amelia was rushed to the hospital; he had a sense of guilt. After all, she got hurt trying to save him. “Young master, please stop crying,” his butler, Tony, tried to comfort him. “Dad!” Leo leaped on his father as he entered the room. “It's okay now. I'm here” he brushed through his son's hair, keeping him calm. “Doctor how's the lady who saved my son” “She's still unconscious. We can only hope for the best. That bullet did a number on her” the doctor said, opening the curtains to let in more light. Amelia layed there, not being able to move, she was hardly aware of what was going on in her outside surroundings. “Amelia?” Even in her unconsciousness, Amelia could never forget that voice. “Oh no, her heart is failing; page me, Doctor Rose now!” The doctor screamed at the nurse as he dragged Amelia's stroller to the ER. Amelia could feel the commotion happening around her but all she only had one thought. Leo is Kris's son? He has a child? I can't die now... Not like this!Amelia stumbled back a little as Kris leaned in, his lips brushing dangerously close to hers. Her heart skipped a beat, but instinct took over, and she wriggled out of his grip."Kris!" she scolded under her breath, stepping away just in time for the door to creak open.Tony the butler stood at the doorway, eyes wide, then quickly covered them with a dramatic gasp. "Oh dear heavens! My apologies, young master, Miss Quinn. Lunch is ready. The family awaits you in the garden."Amelia’s eyes widened. "It’s not what you think!"Tony gave a suspicious cough and turned around, still peeking through his fingers. "Don't worry Miss, I didn't see anything. Nothing at all," he muttered before shutting the door behind him.Amelia spun toward Kris and stomped on his foot. "What was that? I told you no funny business! If this fake relationship is going to work, I need to make a good impression. We need your family’s blessing if we're going to pull this off."Kris, rubbing his foot with a wince, chu
Amelia stood in the entrance of the Fox mansion, dressed in her favorite pair of high-waist jeans, a tucked-in white blouse, and sneakers. Her hair was brushed back into a sleek ponytail. It was casual and more importantly comfortable, but judging by the way Mr. Richard Fox, Kris's father, was staring at her, you'd think she'd walked in wearing pajamas. "Kris," Mr. Fox began, his gaze sliding slowly from Amelia's shoes up to her face, "didn't I tell you we were having a proper lunch? Not a picnic?" Amelia's lips curled into a tight smile. "Good afternoon, Mr. Fox." He gave a stiff nod and turned back to Kris. "Lunch will be served in exactly one hour. Show... Miss Quinn around. I'm sure she's never seen a building of this size before." The sting of his words hit Amelia like a slap to her face, but she didn’t let it show. She smiled again, even wider this time. Kris slipped his arm around her waist and leaned in, whispering, "To me, you look lovely." She knew he was just trying
Amelia groaned as her phone buzzed loudly against the wooden nightstand, it's screen flashing a name she didn't want to deal with—Kris.Without bothering to check it, she hissed under her breath and tapped the screen to silence it. “It’s too early for whatever drama you wanna drag me into, Kris,” she muttered, swinging her legs off the bed.After freshening up and getting dressed, she called Mikey to hurry up, “Mikey you're going to be late, again! Hurry up please" But as usual, he took his sweet time brushing his teeth and zipping up his school bag. Once he was in the car, munching on a granola bar, she slid into the driver’s seat and exhaled.“Ready?" She asked as she fastened Mikey's seatbelt.Her phone buzzed again.Kris.She rolled her eyes and put the phone on silent. “Whatever it is will have to wait,” she whispered to herselff.She dropped Mikey off at school, waving goodbye before heading off to work. “Time to start the day" ********As she reached the office, Mrs. P smiled
The dining table was unusually quiet except for the sound of forks clinking against plates. Kris sat at one end of the table, looking surprisingly comfortable for someone who was technically just a guest. Mikey, however, was far from comfortable. He kept staring at Kris, his eyes narrowing with every bite of his meal.“Which is it?"Mikey folded his arms and tilted his head. “I mean it would explain a lot of things. Like why are you always at our house?”The question, blunt and direct, caught Kris off guard. He blinked and glanced at Amelia, who avoided his gaze by sipping her water.“Mikey!” Amelia said, her voice firm. “Don’t be rude”Leo, sitting beside Mikey, looked at his dad curiously. “Wait, is that true Dad? Are you always here?”Kris shifted in his seat, unsure of how to respond. He glanced at Amelia again, silently asking for help, but she was busy glaring at Mikey. Finally, he cleared his throat.“Well, you see, Amelia and I are getting ma…” Kris began, but Amelia quickly
“Uhm Ryan, right?” Amelia asked, feeling her cheeks heat up. “Last night was uhm... interesting.”“Interesting? That’s one way to put it,” Ryan said with a laugh. “You were pretty feisty for someone who doesn’t look like she parties often.”Amelia rolled her eyes. “Well it’s not exactly my scene. I just needed a break, you know.”Ryan tilted his head, his expression softening. “Tough day?”Amelia sighed. “Tough life. Let’s just say I’ve had a lot on my plate lately, and last night was my way of forgetting it all, even if it was just for a moment.”Ryan nodded, his gaze steady. “I get it. Sometimes you need to let loose. But hey, if you ever need another escape from reality, I’d be happy to join you.”Amelia hesitated. “Uhm, I don’t know if that’s a good idea…”Ryan raised an eyebrow, a playful grin spreading across his face. “Huh? Are you saying no to a good time, Amelia?”She laughed despite herself. “Fine. But don’t expect me to be all dancing and acting crazy again.”“Nah, I'll be
Amelia made her way up the stairs, her body heavy with exhaustion. She was tired of everything. All she needed now was her son, Mikey.As she entered the apartment, Mikey came rushing toward her, arms wide open. “Mom!” he cried, holding her tightly as though he never wanted to let go.“Honey, are you okay?” Amelia felt tears roll down his cheeks. “Don't cry, Mikey… Mummy's here” She gave him a reassuring pat on the head. Amelia loved Mikey with everything in her. She wasn't going to let anything or anyone come between them. Not even Kris. If he didn't want Mikey, she'd take care of him herself, just like always.“Where’s Mel?” she asked, hoping to thank her for watching over Mikey.“She’s still at work, but Sherie’s here,” Mikey answered.“Hi, Mrs. Quinn,” Sherie greeted from the kitchen, smiling. She was the regular babysitter when Mel and Amelia weren't home.“I’ve told you, Sherie, it’s just Amelia.” She didn't want anything to do with the Quinn family; bearing their name was bad e