Dylan finally released her from his grip and kissed her forehead. She smiled and looked up at him. "Let's go see Derek already. We've spent too much time here" she said. He smiled. "It's really adorable the way you're concerned about him. Now I'm feeling much less of a father for having to be reminded about my son" he chuckled. She laughed lightly. "You really don't have to feel that way" she replied. "Alright" he said in accordance and then he got up. She sat up on the bed and grabbed a pillow, clinging it as she watched Dylan stand in front of her. "But he should be okay though. Ma asked me to give two of them some time before I came home. She said she wanted to share a few moments with Derek. That's why I even decided that we make the detour to this place earlier" he informed her. "Oh. I'm glad we made the detour though" Chelsea replied. He smirked. "Why wouldn't you be glad? You're always glad at any opportunity to be alone with me" he retorted. "What?!" she shot. "You're
Immediately they stepped into the parking lot, everything happened like a blur to Chelsea. A masked man waved something that looked like a pistol in the air, a couple of shots were fired and the next second found her on the ground with Dylan over her. All their purchased items scattered all over the ground. Dylan immediately got up and looked around but the masked man was nowhere to be found anymore. Pandemonium had already broken out as people were running helter skelter. The man must have mixed in with the crowd and blended in, thus evading any inconspicuousness. Dylan helped Chelsea up and they left all the purchased items on the ground and hurried to the bus that was waiting for passengers. They occupied the only remaining seats and the bus immediately set off for its destination. They arrived at the hotel and Dylan immediately brought out his phone and dialed the number of the person he put in charge of handling the responsibilities for the management of the mall. He paced abou
Dylan arrived at the mansion with Chelsea. They alighted the Bentley Continental while Hugo held the door open for them. Dylan immediately went into the mansion while Chelsea followed behind him. As they got to the path that led to Chelsea's room, Dylan stopped and held her hand. "I'll see you later. Get some rest. Let me check on Derek" he said and kissed her hand. "Alright" she smiled as she replied. He let go of her hand and hurried onwards in the direction of Derek's room. She sighed as he disappeared behind a bend and turned around to head for her own room. She got to her room, entered and collapsed onto the bed. Before she could even think about anything, she drifted off into sleep. π π π π π Dylan got to Derek's room and gently knocked on the door. He waited for a response. "Come in" he heard Derek's infant voice call from inside the room. He turned the doorknob and entered the room. His eyes fell on Derek clutching a gaming pad with his eyes fixed on the monitor screen.
Dylan woke up and found himself covered in a comic themed bedsheet. He looked to his side and saw Derek still fast asleep in his arms. But there was a third party. And the monitor screen was still on. He immediately looked to the side. Chelsea chuckled. "Are you awake now, sleepy head?" she asked playfully. She was also playing the game they had slept off on the previous night. Dylan smiled. "So you're the one who covered us last night" he commented and gently got up from the bed, laying Derek on it carefully to avoid him waking up abruptly. "Yes. Since father and son had slept off while gaming and forgot to cover theirselves, I had to do it for them, right?" Chelsea asked with a pout. Dylan smiled lovingly. "Thanks" he replied. "How long have you been here?" he asked. She feigned thinking about it for some seconds before replying. "Well, since I got tired of waiting for you in my room" she finally replied. Dylan's pupils dilated. He sighed and caressed his glabella. "That's tru
The Lamborghini Urus parked at the parking space of The Rendezvous and Dylan immediately alighted. He walked hurriedly towards the large building that stood in stark contrast to the containers laying all around it. Suited men were stationed at strategic positions all over the place. Some were walking slowly, observing and paying attention to the surroundings. Others simply stood still at their positions. But they all had earphones wired to their ears for communication. As he climbed up the steps that led into the building, the suited men who stood on the path he took bowed their heads in reverence as he passed by them. He walked into the building and stopped at the large hall inside it. He looked around and saw a couple of suited men cleaning an area. A torture session must have taken place some moments ago. He made a keen observation of the whole area and let it register. It was obvious The Vicar and Bishop had really been working. He turned to the right and headed for their pri
"Yayyy!!!" Derek yelled triumphantly as he celebrated yet another win against Chelsea. He turned to her. "That makes it 67 : 0, Aunty Chelsea. This is a super duper infinite mega power ultimate hattrick" he said excitedly. Chelsea chuckled. "Does anything like that even exist?" she asked. She had to question the name the boy had just mentioned. Derek giggled. "No. I just made it up. It refers to to score that far exceeds hattricks and super hattricks. I've given you more than twenty two hattrick scores today" he explained. "Oh" Chelsea chuckled. "Why not just call it twenty two hattricks then?" She asked. That seemed more logical. "No. It would sound boring that way. This name makes it unique and outstanding" he grinned. Chelsea squinted her eyes. "I see you're really enjoying winning against me in this game" she commented. "Yes! This is my best game ever. I've never won so much against anybody else ever" he laughed. Chelsea didn't know whether to be happy that he was hap
Everything felt so surreal to Chelsea. The room, the atmosphere, the scents and the feel. The last time she felt this way was when Dylan openly confessed his love for her back at the hospital. It was a mixture of a reciprocal feeling as well as a sense of duty and responsibility that stirred up the surrealism around her. Now it was happening again. She gently turned around and looked at Derek with a smile. "What did you say?" she asked. She wanted to be sure she wasn't just hearing things or maybe it was her wishful thinking that was causing her to hallucinate. Derek giggled. "I asked if you will be my second mom" he repeated his initial request. Chelsea gasped softly, almost indiscernibly. She wasn't hearing things. And she wasn't hallucinating either. Derek had actually said those words! "Why would you ask that, Derek?" she asked him, walking closer to his bedside. He smiled happily. It was a satisfied and fulfilled smile. "I had so much fun with you today. And you made time f
She exhaled and turned to him, rolling her eyes. "The look and tone you use when you want to put me under that your ungodly spell" she replied. He noticed that her robe was a bit loose at her chest region. He could clearly see her cleavage with her two frontal loves comfortably clinging to each other. The view was so appealing, he was lost for a second. He found his lips curving as he relished in the undeniably good feeling. Chelsea then folded her arms across her chest, disrupting his view. He blinked and looked up at her. Her expression was a mixed one, indicating both a knowing smile and a disappointed pout. "What were you saying?" she asked, her pout deepening. "Who's putting who under a spell now?" Dylan asked as he smiled. "You are the one wandering about with your eyes, mister" she replied. He chuckled. "You've always captivated me, Chelsea. So this shouldn't be a surprise to you" he replied. She sighed and released her hands. "Sadly, the sentiment is mutual" she sai