The beginning

The next morning, when Mayeli woke, she had a bad headache. She had barely slept last night. Her mind was on the text message she received.

Was it Killian? Was he trying to black mail her about the fact that he had found out Bryelle was his? He was the only one who knew about two years ago.

How could he? She thought angrily. She thought she could at least trust him, but he had disappointed her. He had stooped too low, and she wasn't going to let it slide.

Today was the fourth day of the week, and she was already exhausted. She badly wanted it to come to an end, though she didn't look forward to the party this weekend. She was not a lover of social gatherings. Nixen had promised to introduce her to all his friends, and the thought of it already bored her out.

She sighed. Right now, Nixen's party was not her problem. Killian was.

We went to the bathroom for a shower. When she was done, she dressed up in a flay, high-waist, dark-orange skirt, and a tucked in dark-green, sleeveless V-neck blouse.

She packed her hair in a tight bun, putting on dark-green closed-toe heels. She applied light makeup, grabbed her green Chanel purse, and headed downstairs.

Bryelle was already eating breakfast when she got to the dining room, while Nina, her maid, was pouring more cereals in her bowl.

“Good morning ma'am, you look gorgeous”, Nina beamed.

“Thanks Nina. Where is Gemma?” Gemma had been Mayeli's nanny since she was a child.

“Her husband is sick, so she can't make it to work today”. 

“Okay. I'm not sure when I'd be back, but if I'm running late, you can lock up. Bryelle would spend the night at her Grandma's”.

“Okay, ma'am”.

“Morning Mom”, Bryelle said.

“Hey baby”, she placed a kiss on her daughter's forehead, settling down into a seat. 

She tried her best to keep her nerves calm but she kept recalling the message Killian had sent her last night. What if he tried to take her child from her?

When she dropped off Bryelle, she headed straight for Killian's office, anger surging through her.

“He's not in”, Killian's secretary, Gina, said with an apologetic smile.

“He went for a meeting? I can wait”, Mayeli said, as calmly as she could manage.

“I'm sorry you can't. He left the country for the meeting, and I don't know when he'd be back”.

Why was he running away after sending her that message? Mayeli fumed. Fine she would just text him.

Mayeli: So you decided to run away after the creepy message you sent last night?

His reply was instantaneous.

Killian: ???

Mayeli: So we're playing dumb right now, huh?

Killian: Go straight to the point, I don't have time for meaningless talks.

She could hear the impatience in his hurriedly typed words.

Mayeli: Weren't you the one that sent the text message, threatening me about knowing my baby's father?

Killian: I'd never do that.

Mayeli: So you're going to lie your way around it, right? Only you and I knew the fuck about two years ago, and you fucken used it to threaten me.

 Killian: I'd make sure the culprit pays. I've to go now, I'm at a meeting.

She stared at the phone, tears blinding her vision. How could he be so heartless? How could he be so cruel?

Only yesterday he was checking up on her because he felt she was upset, now he was threatening her? What is this guy? a freak or something? Or an Angel and a Devil combined? He sure would pass as an angel.

She drove back to the office, livid. Kreed tried to talk to her, but she completely ignored him, angrily working on her cases. She worked faster when she was angry.

It was 6pm in the evening when she decided to call it a day. The office was  already empty except for her and Kreed. He had refused to leave her alone, so he was seated in front of her, consuming a bowl of ice cream and humming happily to himself as she worked. 

“I'm leaving”, she announced.

“Great”, Kreed said, standing up and gathering his things. She caught him breath out a sigh of relief. “I thought we'd never leave.

They walked towards the exit of the building in silence. He seemed to finally realize she didn't want to talk.

When they reached outside, she saw a flashy Rolls-Royce Phantom, packed next to her car. Killian was leaning on it, looking as perfect as ever. 

He's wearing a well-tailored, beige, oversiLian suit, with white T-shirt inside. His black, curly hair fell slightly on his face, making him look more smoking-hot!

“What do you want?” Mayeli asked angrily. She couldn't remember the last time she had been this pissed off.

Kreed rushed to Killian.

“Mr Killian Rylas, it's an honor to meet you. I never imagined I'd meet you in person. Can I…”. Kreed started to say.

“Kreed!” Mayeli screamed, cutting him off.

Kreed threw her an apologetic look. Then turned back to Killian.

“I was asking if I could take a selfie?” He said to Killian.

“Sure”. Killian's face was emotionless as usual, but a small smile appeared when Kreed took a picture.

“Thanks a lot. Bye May, see you tomorrow”. Kreed said. He made a face, and happily skipped to his Chevrolet Bolt. Mayeli sometimes wondered what he was doing, serving as her assistant at JCK, when he was the Mayr to a billionaire company.

“Having fun!” He had answered with a “duh” expression, when she had asked him.

Killian turned to her with a small smile on his face. “He's quite jovial”.

“What do you want, Killian?” She asked coldly.

She saw a glint of amusement in his eyes before he answered her question.

“I came for you”.