For The Kid's Sake

The ride back to the mansion was swift, however, the twins had the better of it as they kept on drooling over their father. Katrina didn't realize how much these children needed their father in their lives.

She'd always thought that she alone was enough for them. For the past four years since she'd given birth to them, none of the twins ever complained about not having a father, rather, they'd only requested for more toys, video games and outings with their mother

Katrina was however stunned to find them all over Dylan Michelson. She watched them from the middle seat where she was in the limousine, using the rearview mirror at the front, she couldn't stop feeling stunned and apologetic towards them.

This made her finally decide to work with Dylan in order to fill in the space the twins had missed in these past years. Soon, they arrived at the Mickelson villa and they were all out of the limousine heading towards the mansion.

Katrina's heart beat fastly as she couldn't stop thinking about what was going to happen to her inside there. She'd heard a lot of things about this family, how mysterious and powerful they were.

Before meeting Dylan now, she'd once heard things about him. How cold-hearted, cruel and merciless he was in business especially when he's dealing with his rivals. She also heard that he'd committed murder once. Never in her life did she think that she'd be involved with this man or even carried and birthed his kids.

She tried to control her emotions and put on a normal face as they all head into the living room together. Dylan was huge with a muscular body build, she could literally imagine how his body looked like, just from staring at it through his suit.

Also, she had faint memories from that night. His body was like that of a demigod, she wondered what his gym routine was. She watched Dylan carried both twins at once, Joanna was placed on his shoulders while Jeremy in his arms.

Joanna seemed to be having more fun than Jeremy. It saddens Katrina to find out that her son was weaker than his sister, she couldn't imagine how he'd be treated in the future if he never man up.

She wondered if his soon closeness to his father would make him improve. Since the therapist already explained to her about his condition, she hoped that Dylan would help him to make a difference.

They were soon settled in the mansion, Katrina noticed how weird it was for the Mickelson mansion to be empty of people, not until it was narrated to her that it was Dylan's private villa which he'd brought them.

She was curious to ask him why they didn't go to meet his family yet. She didn't want to rush things but it only seemed inappropriate to her because it was almost as if he was trying to hide them.

Katrina left the kids in the bedroom Dylan had arranged for them. They were both asleep after having a long day moving helter skelter trying to exit the country. Now, all she wanted to clarify was Dylan's plans for her and the kids

She never really believed him when he proposed marriage to her earlier at the airport. She knew that it was all for show, and she was never going to fall for any of those kinds of tricks again. Not after what Frank did to her.

Katrina bathed and applied all of her skincare products, using a good scented perfume and putting on her night wear before stepping outside her bedroom. For a moment, she felt coquettish about her looks.

What if Dylan thinks that she was coming to seduce him? What if he sees her as a golddigger or a desperate woman? She knew that she definitely wasn't any of that. But not when she was dressed so seductively and smelled good.

He might think of it as the other way.

She took directions from a random maid, making her way to Dylan's bedroom which was located at a far distance from her part of the mansion. It was almost as if his room was left in a deserted part.

He was a completely weird man. Who else would rush off to live in his own private mansion when he could live with his family in their mansion together? Katrina asked herself rhetorically.

It almost seemed as if Dylan liked being alone. Although she'd heard about him before and how much he valued his privacy. She didn't think of it as a problem until now.

Katrina stood in front of the door, her tiny figure looked up at the brown mahogany double doors, she couldn't help but think about how her conversation with Dylan might end. After all, they've just met again after a whole five years. The events of that night was a huge mistake, but the result wasn't.

She loved her precious kids so much, she would never sacrifice their happiness for anything.

She placed a light knock on the door and it opened almost immediately. She flinched the moment she saw Dylan standing shirtless by the door holding a glass of wine. She couldn't stop gazing at his body, he had such a fine smooth skin. Huge muscles and arms.

It drove her back to the memories of that night. How he cupped her in his arms and treated her body as if it was an egg. He took her innocence, her body knew only him. She was so disappointed then, and even after she birthed the twins, she abstained. Katrina swallowed deeply in her dried throat as she stared at him.

“What do you want?” He asked in a firm tone, staring down at the woman whom he was several feets taller than.

Katrina blinks quickly. “I.. I will like to speak with you. Its about the kids” she quickly said, in order not to get turned down by him.