All Chapters of Babysitting My Ex-Fiance's Son- Taming My Cold CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Their wedding was fixed a day later, set for next month. They went on three dates in total after that. On their first date, he gifted her a million-dollar designer watch in a silent pledge to give all his time to her. Of course, he didn’t verbalize his intent and hoped she would understand his unspoken promise. On their second date, he gifted her a private jet so she wouldn’t have to depend on her parents to go wherever she wanted and on their third, he had gifted her a red diamond rose, symbolizing eternal love. His every gift held a meaning.However, these dates couldn’t bring them much close as he had hoped. The girl kept to herself at most and Dante who already found it difficult to socialize was even more discouraged by her reserved nature. They would barely talk on their dates. The conversation was limited to her college and his work life. However, the more they met, the further his feelings deepened for her. She had an air of innocence around her, untouched by malice or arrogan

Four Years LaterMaya was washing the clothes. Her hands had begun to ache but she didn’t have the privilege to stop. She sighed at the sight of a heap of clothes waiting for her attention and resumed her work. The pangs of hunger assaulted her stomach. She hadn’t eaten anything since last night. Marrying Pablo had turned out to be her worst nightmare. Now that she had become mature and the rose-tinted glasses were finally off, she could see what a horrible beast Pablo was. He started showing his color soon after their wedding. He was immensely disappointed to know that Maya had brought nothing from her home. He was just using her for her money. His disappointment slowly grew into hatred and now he didn’t even hesitate from beating her. He didn’t even let her continue her studies claiming it to be an unnecessary expense. The only reason he was keeping her was his greed for her father’s property. As Maya was her parents’ only child, he was planning to claim her right on the property on

She picked a sundress with bright prints and proceeded towards the bathroom. Stripping from her dirty clothes, she stepped into the shower stall. A relieved sigh escaped her mouth as the first droplet of water hit her skin. Soon, she was wet down to her toes. Her knotted muscles worked loose. This all had felt like a distant dream at one point. Her heart ached deeply as she recalled how much she had craved serene moments like this. As the burden of grief grew heavier within her, her legs gave away. Slumping to the floor, she broke down into tears. She had lost her hope of ever finding peace again. That beast used every opportunity to unleash his brutality on her. She had stopped looking into the matter long back. Her reflection in the mirror was a ghost of who she once was- eyes dull, spirits broken, body marred with scars. She had come to hate the way she looked. Even though, most of the scars had fainted the fresh ones were still very visible. That's the reason she chose a dress th

She tossed and turned in her bed, worrying her lower lip. Tomorrow, she would have to leave. But where would she go? No one would take her in. Paul had made sure she lost touch with all her friends so that she wouldn’t have anywhere to go. That was partly the reason why she endured his torture.The dreaded morning eventually came and yet she wasn’t prepared to face the harshness of the world. With a heavy heart and even heavier legs, she got down from her bed and proceeded towards the bathroom. She decided to take a bath before leaving. Who knows when she will get to bath again?Taking off her clothes, she descended into the bathtub. She sighed at the feel of cold water enveloping her feet. Back in her dad’s home, she used to bathe multiple times in a day as she loved bathing. Her lips curved into a serene smile as she sat down in the tub. Stretching out her legs, she leaned against the edge of the tub and closed her eyes.After bathing to her satisfaction, she stepped out of the tub

Night arrived and Maya went downstairs for dinner. She had lots of questions swirling in her head. The first and foremost was about Dante’s woman. Where was his wife? She hadn’t seen any woman in the mansion yet who could be called his wife. Maybe she lived somewhere else or perhaps she was out of town. Her thoughts came to a halt at the sight of him. She offered him a gentle smile as their gaze met accidentally. He gave her a nod. Taking her usual spot, she sat down and upturned her plate. She threw an anticipatory glance at him. He was donning a white t-shirt and grey lowers. His damp hair cascaded over his forehead, stopping just short of his grey eyes, lending him a bad-boy vibe. She felt a stirring in her stomach.“Your baby is very cute,” she complimented out of the blue. There was a genuine affection in her voice.His eyes reflected a momentary wonder before he nodded his head in agreement, “He is.” “He has taken after you mostly. His mother must be disappointed,” she adde