ALVA
Arriving back at the apartment, I proceeded to the room to find Samuel sleeping. To think I was afraid to leave him to a babysitter. Whoever the woman was, she had outdone herself. Nikolas walked in soon after. He sloped by the door and watched us. I found it unsettling so I spoke first to ensure that things stopped from ending up weird.
"You should go to sleep." I urged.
"You wanna know what I think?" Nikolas asked as he strode closer.
"What?"
"I think you should take your own advice. You look like a single mother micromanaging everything. Give yourself some space to breathe."
"Except I can't. Samuel's health is my priority."
Nikolas sat next to me, his hands reaching out for mine. It was stupid to accept it knowing what had transpired tonight. I wanted to get him out of my head but his presence refused to let me forget. However, he was being nice. I had to tell myself that not to mention that he sincerely cared fALVA His eyes popped against the bright yellow light. I stared, trying my possible best to swallow the lump that had formed in my throat out of nowhere. "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me.""Well," I began. "It was wrong in all manners considering you have a fiancee. You are a businessman and she is a model. Both of you are public people and that makes your business people's business. I don't want to surround myself with a scandal. I can't risk putting Samuel in the spotlight. Not with his treatment commencing.""No scandal will come of this," Nikolas promised me. I knew he meant it because this was not the first time he had done it. Killed a scandal. He probably didn't even realize that I knew. "Are you talking about your brown envelopes?" I sighed. "I know you have been paying the press and whatever tabloid you can to hush about the existence of Samuel.""How do you...""People see Nikolas. People talk. Your money and influence cannot contain everything."Nikolas paused, s
ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had school. Nikolas was more than capable of taking care of Samuel. I allowed myself to trust him that much. I rubbed my eyes with my free hand and groggily got into the car, barely managing a mumbled "Good morning" as I set Samuel into his seat and latched his seatbelt in place. Nikolas simply no
"Hello..." There was genuine sadness in her voice but I could not be too sure. I reclined in the chair, my feet propped up while keeping a glare at my P.A. I did not understand why she thought I should be the one to handle it. What exactly did the woman say? The static noise of the telephone interrupted my train of thoughts and I remembered I was on a call."Sorry...Who is this?""I... It doesn't matter. Just come, He needs you."Her incoherent sentences annoyed me but I probed further since I had not the slightest idea what she meant."I'm sorry, Who needs me?""Samuel, Your Son." The female voice retorted. Her answer amused me. This wasn't the first time I had gotten these types of calls but this had to be the most absurd. I had gotten the "I'm carrying your baby" and the "I have our tape" tropes but this, It was comedy gold. Combing my fingers through my hair, I told her point-blank. "Sorry Miss, You've got
AlvaI made my way out of a home I was babysitting. I would surely be late to the diner. Yet, I still had to pick up Samuel. His school had closed thirty minutes ago but the parents of the boys I babysat didn't come early. My legs wobbled as I briskly walked to the side of the road and flagged down a taxi."Goldenlaws primary school," I informed the dark seated figure upon entry.As the vehicle began moving, I stared through the open window to enjoy the scenery Greece had to offer. It's been so long since I enjoyed anything. Between rotating two different jobs to save up for college and keep a roof over my head, dealing with the tragic death of my sister and taking care of my son Samuel, there wasn't enough time to enjoy what the world had to offer. The taxi halted right in front of the beautiful gates of the primary school. I highlighted the vehicle, handed the driver his money, and proceeded inside."Mis
AlvaAs I stepped out of the ward for some privacy and space to think. I wondered if I was really going to do it. I swayed thinking about what the presence of Nikolas Sica had brought into the life of my late sister and I. It was impossible to imagine that I would need that monster's help ever again. I looked back at the door to the ward and knew I had no choice. Time was running out and Mr. Sica was the one thing that guaranteed that Samuel remained alive. The blood bank might not have a donor until tomorrow but the Sica enterprise was only a stone throw away from the hospital. Talk about cruel fate. Reluctantly, I searched for his contact. Well, not his. He had probably changed his private number one time too many but I had his enterprise "Contact us" number which hopefully would lead to his secretary or anyone important. With an afterthought, I hit the call button."Hello, This is Sica enterprises. What can I do for you?" A f
NikolasHer eyes squinted in obvious shock. Judging by her reaction, I was sure she was pulling an amazing stunt and this would be her last. Her looks though, She was definitely someone I wouldn't even look at twice and we had a child? Doubtful. I liked them blonde and feisty. And even if we crossed paths in the bedroom, I was sure her burning red hair would stick in my head and never had I ever fucked a redhead."Hello Miss," I announced, enjoying her discomfort. The way she shuddered was a turn I suppose. Considering I did not have much control over my life at the moment, It was enjoyable watching someone crumble under me."You came..." She stuttered."Of course. If my son's life is in danger like you said. Do you really think I would disregard such important news?"Her eyes squinted one more time. It seemed like a habit if you asked me. She was hurt by my daring and honest to God's reply
Nikolas"Are you stalking me, Mr. Sica?" She demanded in a very predictable manner. For someone who I had no memory of, She did hate me. I pondered how we hooked up in the first place If we did have a one night stand."You aren't that special Miss," I answered. True that I wasn't scoring the whole city for a girl who happened to be my baby mama. It was an accident, A rumble across town led me to a dejected young woman walking in the rain. Seeing her suffer in the cold made me snap, So somehow my good sides nature offered a ride but judging by the disgusting glares she felt passing at me. I was right to guess she would refuse my offer."I don't need your validation to be special Mr. Sica and the name is Alva." She said. I could still catch that fire in her eyes. It felt like she was playing nice even if all she wanted was to destroy me. My fingers tightened on the steering wheel just staring into the flickering orbs of cog
NikolasIcould be a prick. There was doubt about that but I did not think anything I said was wrong. We shared a night somewhere along the line. I was just trying to figure out when and where I had slipped up. I feared what would happen if my mom discovered she had a grandson, My entire world was sure to flip. I briefly hoped all of these was just a wild attempt to rope me. Maybe I would spare her if this turned out to be nothing but drama but every encounter I had with the woman told me she wasn’t looking for hard cash. There was just something about her. I haltingly started the car and drove. I didn’t have the capacity to bear my mother at the moment, Not with all the disturbing discoveries I had made in one day. It made me consider; What if there was more of them? In spite of myself, I was deadly worried. What I did then was a stupid childish act. It did not cancel my mistakes but if