Four words

Four words. Four words were all it took for me to come sober. Four words were all it took for me to focus my attention on something else rather than alcohol. Four words I never thought I would get to hear. Four words that could completely change my life.

"Naomi Wells is back."

Naomi Wells. I never thought I was going to hear her name again. She left Arnold City five years ago and I had always thought there was no way she would come back here but according to rumour, she was back.

The blonde sitting on my leg wriggled her ass on my dick but that did not get my attention. All my thoughts were on Naomi. Why was she back here? When did she come back? Where was she staying? Why didn't I know she was coming back?

You know the answer to the last question.

The reason I had no idea she was coming was that I was her heartbreaker. I was the reason she left five years ago. Although, I thought I was doing the right thing then. I thought she deserves to be cast away. I thought she deserved to be divorced.

It took me a long time to realise that I was wrong.

"Look at me handsome." the blond said, trying to get my attention. Sincerely, I was no longer in the mood to bang her anymore, so I pushed her off my leg. The lady who spoke about Naomi was still talking to her friends.

The blonde glared at me and said, "Your lost." She moved her ass seductively but I was not a bit interested in every of her display. I cast a glance at my best friend, Micky who was getting his face sucked by some red-haired.

I know I should be getting some actions also but just like always whenever Naomi was mentioned I lose interest in other ladies so far. I was so addicted that I usually imagine some of the ladies I fucked to be Naomi, that was the reason I fuck only blonde girls. The blonde hair reminds me of her somehow.

I decided not to disrupt Mickey's fun. I moved closer to the lady who had mentioned Naomi's name. It was one of her friends, although, I have no idea what she was called.

The moment she saw me, her eyes widened. Of course, she knew who I was. A lot of people did not know the sort of relationship I had with Naomi because our marriage was secret.

My grandmother practically bought her to be my wife. So, we had a secret wedding and she was always inside. There was no newspaper publication and I was allowed to act like a bachelor. So, most people had no idea I was married. Only close friends and families knew about our marriage and this girl was one of them.

The rest have no idea who I was but they were looking as if they want me to fuck them.

I had only one mission. knowing where this girl saw Naomi.

I don't care if she doesn't want to see me or whatever. All I know at that moment was that I wanted to see her again.

I stood and motioned for the girl to come closer.

Soon, we were sitting in the VIP section. She was glancing around and making it obvious it was her first time here.

"I heard you tell the girls something," I said. She looked at me like I was speaking a language she did not understand.

"Naomi..."

That seemed to jog her memory.

"Yes. Naomi is back in Arnold city."

Hearing her say it again seems to be the confirmation I needed. I had hoped I was hearing things. Maybe, I wanted to see her so bad that I was conjuring her name in my head. But, having this lady say it again confirmed that I was not hallucinating.

For the past three years after I discovered the truth. it took me everything not to hire a personal investigator to track her down. I was wrong and I deserved to be punished but maybe it was fate that brought her back to me and there was no way I am losing her twice.

"Where exactly did you see her? Where does she live?"

The lady must have seen the eagerness on my face. I am good at controlling my emotions and facial expression but whenever it was about Naomi, I tend to lose some reasoning.

"How about we strike a deal?" She leaned on her chair trying to intimidate me. I smirked. I knew her type and I could deal with her with just a phone call but I needed to know more about Naomi than play games with her.

"What do you want?"

She eyed the VIP section again. I bet she was seeing people she never thought she could meet easily. "I want a membership card."

Membership card? "For?"

"I want to be a VIP member of this club. You know, having the right to come in and go out of the club at my will."

I picked up my drink and eyed her. she was greedy. They are criteria you need to have to become a VIP member of the club. Gaining access to the club itself wasn't easy.

"And you think I can do that for you."

She laughed, "I know you, Derick. Others might have no idea you own the club but I know. And you can do whatever you want in the club. Giving me a membership card is small to what you want. Better tell me before I change my mind."

I sighed. She did her assignment. No one has an idea I own the club. it was not associated with my company but she found that out.

"Okay. Done. So, how do I get Naomi."

She smiled, "I saw her at Barney's but I saw her with something interesting."

A boyfriend? A fiance? A lover? A husband? The thought of her with another man, made my blood hot. I picked up my drink and drank it all at once.

"what did you see?"

She smirked, "Another deal and I will tell you."

She was trying the patience I don't have.

"Tell me or you will end up regretting a lot of things today."

Maybe it was his or the way he looked at her that made her say, "Okay. Okay. I will tell you. But don't blame me for anything, I was just saying the truth."

"Just spit it out, lady."

"I saw her with a little boy. I think it is her son or something. She was trying to hide him from me but I saw him. A cute little boy."

I let out a breath of relief but I started panicking again. she had a son then surely she had a husband.