All Chapters of From One Night Stand To Unwanted Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Zayden's POVI know I am not supposed to be here but I also know I have to be here so my ego won't ruin what I have been building for years. I drive into my father's mansion. The concrete huge building full of tall glasses reminds me of many things. One of those things was the day my father stopped beating me and that day was the same day my mother lost her legs. I shut my eyes to let go of the hurt that comes with the memories.That day reminds me of the way I cried so hard and the pain in my mother's eyes that I can still see. The last time I saw my mother was three months ago. I hate coming here, I hate seeing her in pain.I am here because I want to get the award and I want to see my mother. I get out of the car and move towards the door. His domestic staff are all over, muttering their greetings to me. I answer none of the greetings as I walk in.The living room is empty and I wonder where everyone is. My eyes scan the entire place until it falls on a girl coming from a room."G

Zayden's POVI walk up to my father's study upstairs after leaving my mother's room. When I get to the door, I hear laughter coming from inside. I knock on the door softly, pushing away the thoughts of the topic of marriage my mother had implanted in my head. I hear a loud "come in", before pushing the door open to enter. Father is sitting on his large mahogany desk filled with books and files and another man is sitting opposite him. They were talking and laughing before my knock interrupted them."Son", father beams and stands up to meet me. The man turns around in his chair to catch a glimpse of me. Father gets to my side and pats my shoulder in a friendly manner. I seethe and grit my teeth, stopping myself from punching him. His touch irritates me. I hate the fact that we look alike because I feel everyone will think we are the same. I am the younger version of my father, but I am more sympathetic than he is."You must be Zayden", the man moves to me, stretching his hand for a h

Zayden's POVI am dumbfounded at the offer. What sort of ridiculous idea is this? I ask inwardly. How can she come here to tell me to marry her daughter, who does she think she is?Why is everyone picking up the topic of marriage to me these days? I watch her shout furiously. She is angry and it shows how sincere she is about everything she has said. I remember the girl. Yes, I do and I remember the sex with her. It was the sex that changed something in me and brought back my urges. I thought of her for the first week after the sex with her but after having sex with another woman from a different club, I forgot about her.I try to stay calm and handle the situation in a good way. I can decide to go for a DNA test after the baby is born to be sure the baby is mine and if it is, I will take responsibility, not because I want to but because I feel my mother will be glad about it. Maybe this will make her stop pressuring me about getting married. I left the mansion yesterday out of a

Zayden's POVMom called me. She said she wants to see me but I didn't want to go home because I am not ready to see my father after the heated argument between us the other day. Mother said it was urgent and I wonder what it can be, I just hope she is fine, deciding to go see her the following week.It is a Monday morning and I have a lot on my desk. I was informed that the date for the award has been announced already and it is fast approaching. I am not taking any action towards it yet, I am just hoping I will be lucky to get the award.I am trying to finish up my work for today so I can go for the business meeting in Boston. My flight has been booked for 2 pm. My phone rings and I pick it up, shifting my gaze from the laptop in front of me."Good day, boss. Mr. Tristan is here to see you", Chloe informs me."Let him in", I tell her and drop the phone. I continue my work, expecting Tristan. It's been three days since I gave him the job, I never expected it would take him this much

Zayden's POVThe private jet lands in New York at exactly 8:10 pm. I remove my seat belt and move out of the jet. I walk briskly to the Limousine waiting for me. I am really exhausted after a long day in Chicago. I have been gone for three days.I went there for a business meeting and the launching of my new hotels in Chicago. I was supposed to arrive in New York earlier this morning but I had to stay back to close the deals I have in Chicago. I got the deal and after signing the contract, the jet took off from Chicago at exactly 5 pm.The driver comes out and takes the suitcase from me. He opens the door for me and I hop in. He drops the suitcase beside him as he gets in. We drive off.All I want to do now is to take a hot bath, eat and go to bed. I have an appointment with Alexander tomorrow morning by 10 am, so I need to be up early to prepare the contract before his arrival. I am also hoping to talk to him about the award, to see if he can help in any way. Anytime I think of what