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My drowsy eyes fluttered open and met darkness. ‘Where am I?’ I sat up, and the thick but soft duvet slid off my body. The memories of yesterday built up in my brain. Dante escorted me to his office… I drank chamomile tea… I decided to close my eyes for a few seconds… ‘Oh sheep! I slept off.’ I thought, letting out a small yawn and stretching like a cat. I felt good, really good. No migraines or headaches No sore limbs. No tired muscles. Refreshed was the perfect word to describe my state of mind and body. ‘How long was I out? Where is my phone?’ My hand ran across the side table, and my fingers brushed against my purse instead of my phone. I picked it up and unzipped the zipper. My phone wasn’t inside. ‘Where is it?’ I pulled the string of my bedside lamp, and golden yellow light beamed from it onto the table. My phone wasn’t there as expected. ‘Where did I drop it?’ I rubbed my hands against my jeans pockets, and I didn’t feel any rectangular shape. The drawers of the
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My sons were acting suspiciously. Really suspicious. There was this look they were sharing, like they were anxiously waiting for something. What made it so obvious was that for every bite of breakfast Michael and Nathan ate, they kept turning to the door leading out of the dining room. That and they were too quiet. They were waiting for something or someone, but who? “Michael! Nathan! Could you tell me why you keep looking at the door? Aren’t you hungry?” I asked, and they snapped their heads at me. “We are hungry.” Michael said, scooping a big spoonful of oats into his mouth. “But we were also wondering when Papa was going to join us.” “Joining us for what?” ‘Please don’t say breakfast. Please don’t say breakfast. Please.’ “For breakfast, like he did yesterday.” ‘Of course, he was going to say that.’ I dropped my fork and gave him a strained smile. “I’m not sure.” “Why?” Nathan piqued. “Well…” I trailed off. How was I going to explain to them that Dante having breakfast
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“Goodnight, Mama.” Leon yawned and snuggled close to Nathan, who was already asleep on the bed. “Goodnight, babies.” I kissed their foreheads and draped the duvet cover over their shoulders. Leon shut his eyes and went out like a candle. “Come on, Michael, you should join them.” I turned to my last son, standing at the end of the bed with his hand crossed over his chest. “Nooooo, I don’t want to go to sleep now.” Michael pouted, shaking his head. “I want to wait for Papa.” ‘Of course he’s waiting for Dante.’ I sighed and rubbed my temple. He had been asking for him all through the day. Will Papa join us for dinner? When will Papa be back? Do you think Papa will like my new room? I wonder what gift Papa will buy for us. Papa! Papa! Papa! Ugh! He barely knew the man, yet he was all over him. “Michael, you know it’s past your bedtime.” I shifted close to him and sat on the bed. “And I don’t think your Papa is coming home today. It’s already late.” “But Nonna said he was comi
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‘I’m lost. Aren’t I wonderful? I huffed, stomping through the hallway with my paper and pen in my hand.It’s been up to ten minutes since I left my room, and I had no idea where I was or how to get to were I wanted to go.‘Couldn’t he go for a smaller, simpler house? Why did he have to live in such a large building? Does he even use up to half of the facilities? I swear, I just can’t understand how rich people spend their money.’I halted before a beautiful black and red painting. The colours were deeply intertwined in such a chaotic way that it drew me in. It screamed danger, and fear, and void.There was only one thing that made my futile journey a bit enjoyable– the art pieces that were hung on the walls. I hadn’t paid attention to them when I walked through before, and I wish I had.They were beautiful. And very scary.At least there was finally one thing I was a hundred percent sure about him Dante. The man loved art.The various paintings, almost covering every inch of the wall,
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‘What am I going to tell him? Hey, I think you should return the dog because I’m jealous that you’re giving my sons everything I couldn’t give them, and I’m afraid they are going to start loving you more than me. Heck no. It already sounds cringey in my head. I can’t imagine how much cringe it will be when I say it out loud.’“Never mind.” My shoulders dropped. It was pointless saying anything to him when all the ideas I had in my head were garbage.“Are you sure?” Dante eyed me like the answer was engraved on my skin, and I squirmed in my spot.There was no way to express myself without coming off as a fool. My mind was going haywire trying to form a proper sentence.And his stare wasn’t making matters better. If he continued looking at me like that I was going to burst. I needed a quick distraction from all this thinking.My gaze wondered around for something to derail our conversation.The little dog sniffing at the stairs caught my attention and a small smile made its way to my li
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“So you’re worried about how much money I’m spending on the boys?”Dante interpreted the blunder I had said.“Well… not exactly, but something like that.” I slowly nodded.I might as well go with what I said since I accidentally blurted it out like a fool.But on the bright side, I won’t have to tell him I was jealous of his budding relationship with my sons.And this was another important issue I needed to address. It was a win-win situation.“You’ve given them a life far different and better from the one they lived before. You picked them from having nothing to having… everything. Which I’m grateful for. But… I’m afraid they’re going to get too used to having everything they wanted. I don’t want my kids going up to be spoilt rich brats who think they can get whatever they want.”My fingers twiddled with the hem of my shirt.“I’m not saying it’s wrong for you to spend on them, but please, can you curb the excesses? Even if it’s a little bit?”I cast him a hopeful gaze, praying he wou
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“Mama!” “Mama!” “Mama! Wake up!” The duvet slid from my shoulder, and I grabbed it before it was completely pulled away from my body. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!” There was a not-so-gentle tap on my arm, and I held back a groan. ‘Just ten more minutes, please. Just ten more minutes to sleep before I’m forced to function.’ I rolled and snuggled into the duvet. There was a small bark, and something wet and squishy ran over my face. “What in the world?!” I squealed, jerking up, and I rubbed my hand on the slimy substance on my skin. Leon, Michael, and Nathan jumped into my personal space wearing large smiles that told me they had seen Dante’s present. “Mama see!” Michael squealed, and Leon lifted Yuki, almost shoving her in my face. She barked, her tail wagging, and gave me another lick. “We found a dog sleeping on our bed, can we keep it?” Leon asked. “I don’t know can you?” I mused and tapped my chin. “Can we? Can we?” Nathan bubbled. “You could if you promised me two th
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“Oh.” It was like a bomb went off in my heart, disintegrating it into dust. ‘Of course it wouldn’t taste good to him. Alice was right. I should have listened to her advice and refused the offer, but I just had to reach for something that was far beyond me. Now I’ve succeeded in disgracing myself.’ Tears pooled in my eyes, and I bowed my head. ‘I’m such a fool. A very big fool.’ “I haven’t finished my statement yet, and you’re already depressed.” Dante clicked his tongue. Irritation was laced in his word. “Look up and let me finish.” My head remained bowed. He had already said the worst. What more did he want to add? The stool scraped against the floor, and his shoes came into my view. Fingers held my chin and forced my head up. “Let me go.” I grabbed his hand and tried pulling it away before my tears came pouring down. I didn’t want to cry and humiliate myself more than I already did. “Listen to me,” Dante growled, and his grip on my face held it up, allowing him to see my t
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The Billionaire's Baby Mama Epilogue
‘Mum, Dad, I did it. I made our dream come true.’ I smiled as I sat at my table; my gaze swept through the room and pride washed over me. I finally did it; I finally realised my parents’ and my dreams. I opened my own restaurant. Regal Haven was having her grand opening ceremony, and from the look on everyone’s face, they were enjoying the party. Soft, classy music on the piano and harp strummed through the air, giving the room not only a sophisticated aura but also setting a relaxing mood. It went perfectly well with the theme of the restaurant: Victorian-era style with a modern twist, made to feel elegant but not too stuffy and up tight. The reviews of the foods I had gotten from a few of the guests I had talked to as I strolled around was all praise about how wonderful they were. I knew a minority view wouldn’t match against the populace, but from how hearty and chatty everyone else was, it was safe to conclude they thought so too. Regal Haven was having the most perfect openi
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My eyes flickered open, squinting at the sudden change from darkness to white light. The smell of antiseptics and other irritating chemicals hit my nose, and I scrunched my face. It was a dead give away that I was in the hospital. That, and the vital sign monitor and drip I saw from the corner of my gaze connected to my wrist. A dull ache trembled through my body, not unbearable but still uncomfortable to deal with, but hey, I was alive. ‘What happened? The last thing I remember was Alice pointing a gun at Dante, me jumping to save him, then a sharp pain and darkness… Wait, was I shot?’ I slowly lifted my hand, which felt like it weighed a lot more than it was supposed to and slid it under the cosy duvet I was covered with. It ran across my side, where I felt a little bit of pain and discomfort. Through the light fabric of my hospital dress, my fingers glided against the bandage, and I hissed at the sharp sting that jolted through me. Yup, I was shot. Alice had tried to kill Dant
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“So, I changed my approach. I played the role of a sweet, supportive best friend, no matter how disgusted I was about it, and I wormed my way into your parents’ hearts. They were jolly fools like you, and they accepted me into their open arms. For years, I kept my façade perfectly, though I caused little issue on the side—not much to make you suspect me but enough to trouble you. I’m sure you remember some of them. Those mean letters you found in your locker. Messing up your science projects and homework… Ah, good old days.” Alice sighed; a small, soft smile was on her lips, and her eyes had a faraway look, like she was reminiscing about happy memories. I glared at her, utterly disgusted. They were definitely not good times for me. Those letters said really hurtful things, like body-shaming me about my height, my acne, and how dumb I was. I was depressed about that thing and felt worse that the culprit always found a way to not be caught. Who knew she was sitting down by my side, supp
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“What!” The word fell from my mouth as a breathless whisper, and my brows furrowed. I would have thought she was joking if anger and malice weren’t burning in her eyes.“Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, you bi.tch.” Alice snarled, tightening the grip on my hair, and I yelped.“But… I… I don’t…” I winced at the searing pain running through my scalp.I honestly didn’t know what she was talking about. When did I ever have everything she wanted? Never; that was when. The conversation was supposed to be the other way around. I was the one who was supposed to be jealous that she had everything I ever wanted because she did. All the times I had known her, she had always had better, nicer stuff than me.Her parents weren’t super rich, but they had a lot more money than mine. She could afford nice clothes, and shoes, and literally anything she wanted that was considered a luxury for me. She was prettier than me; ten guys would have looked her way in admiration before one e
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‘I’m hallucinating. That’s it. I’m having a fricken hallucination right now. The drug they used to knock me out is making my brain wonky and think cray cray stuff. I might even still be sleeping, and my overthinking, worried brain came up with this wacko dream. Wake up, Olly. It’s time to return to reality.’ I told myself, taking in deep breaths to steady my uneven breathing. But the stinging pain on my cheek and that of the rope binding my hands and legs behind me, was stronger than any imagination I wanted to force myself to believe. It was real. Everything. Alice had slapped me and laughed—no, not laughed—cackled like a witch, and said that she had always wanted to do that. Alice, my best friend. It was like she was a completely different person. “I-I don’t… I don’t u-understand.” I breathed. Though my voice trembled, I continued. “W-why did you do that? Why did y-you say that?” “Dee, could you give us some time alone? We need to have a little girl-to-girl talk.” Alice threw a s
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“This isn’t fricken happening! Sheep! Sheep! Sheep!” I hissed under my breath and sat up straight. My eyes raked over the picture, as if it would disappear, and the whole thing would be a figment of my imagination.‘Darn it, I was fricken careless; now Alice is caught in a mess she doesn’t know anything about.’•Leave her out of this. This is against you and I, it has nothing to do with herI typed and hit send. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t fricken believe it. Laura got Alice. That sneaky bish. I should have known, since she couldn’t harm me or my sons, that she would go to the only other person I cared so much about in LA. My fricken best friend.you answered earlier than I expected no fair. I wanted to have a little fun with hermy guys think she’s beautiful, and I wanted them to have some fun with her every ten minutes, I don’t receive a reply from youOh well there’s always next time•Let her go your problem is with me not her•What the heck do you wantI squirmed in
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“W-what do you mean?” The lady stuttered and took a step back. “Exactly. What do you mean, Dante?” I frowned, not understanding his animosity towards an innocent, frightened girl. “I mean exactly what I said, Olivia.” He replied, but his brutal gaze was still on her. “Who sent you to give her this drink?” “It’s her job, Dante. She said I was picked to try a new brand of champagne, just like some of the other guests. Nothing else.” I explained to him, hoping it would calm him down and maybe he would also help her. “And you need to hear what she said about her boss. I think he’s treating his staff inhumanely.” “I heard a good amount of what she told you, but you see, Olivia, the story she was spewing is a complete lie. There’s nothing like a sample test of a new brand of champagne going on at this event, nor is her boss as wicked as she paints him. And if everything she says is a lie, then why exactly is she trying to make you take the drink? Unless…” Dante sneered at her, and I gas
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Oh sheep! This was happening. I was standing before the father of the woman who wanted to ruin my life. Never had I thought I would run into him, but he was standing before me, right in the flesh. My eyes took a quick sweep of him, surprised by how he looked. He was nothing like I had pictured when he came to mind. I had always imagined a tall, broody, mafia-don-looking man; he was the opposite. He was a few inches shorter than me—and I was already short—with a bald head that the light bounced off. He had almost no similarities with his daughter apart from their eyes, and I almost doubted he was actually her father. Laura was a beauty queen, while he was just ordinary. “I’ve told you to call me father or papa instead of Mr. Kingsley. You almost got married to my daughter.” He gripped Dante’s hand and shook it so hard that I feared he was going to pop it. “But I didn’t marry your daughter, so I don’t have to call you that, Mr. Kingsley.” Dante put emphasis on his name, but the older
