LOVING THE REJECTED BILLIONAIRE

I finish dressing up in my room for yet another annoying park outing with Angel and the bitch, Maria. It’s the third time we are doing this and I am freaking out. My one-month pregnancy is kind of making me lazy and the witch’s demand to take Angel out every damn time she feels like it is stirring my emotions badly. We should have a serious talk about this with her because she will not order me around in my house like a puppet.

Swaggering out of my room to say goodbye to Andy and get Angel, I find this witch leaning on his door eavesdropping on Andy. The nerve! What is so inviting that caught her attention? This is not the direction to her room so, was she trying to sneak into Andy’s room? Is she growing suspicious of us?

I start wobbling my legs slowly towards her direction, and now that I think of it, maybe she is actually speculating something. Could that be why Damian is keeping a low profile for the last four days? The officers who were trailing him down have not been able to gather any info for those past four days.

“Why the heck are you eavesdropping on my husband?” I say when I reach to her, scaring the hell out of her.

She turns around, shrugging off any imprints of remorse or apologies. I didn’t expect any much from her anyways, so her reaction does not come as a surprise.

“Aren’t you tired of dreaming? Adrian will never be your husband as long as I am alive.” She fires, wearing her murderous gaze.

I should be shaken, but I am not. Her threats don’t terrify me anymore. We may not have a clue about Damian’s current activities, but this bitch is about to explain all the murders connected to her and how she was able to marry three business tycoons in a span of two years, the mysterious death of two of them, and her overflowing secret account. This bitch has over fifty million in a secret account whose source can’t be traced. We will see how a jobless whore will account for all that whooping sum, not to talk of her other crimes. I’m smelling freedom at last, and no matter what she says, she can not scare me.

“That remains to be seen, Maria. You don’t hold anyone’s future. Again, what the fuck do you want from my husband’s room?” I mutter.

“Can you explain why the fuck your boyfriend is looking for Damian?”Ooh! I see.

“And how on earth did you find that out, huh? And I also thought you and Damian are not in cahoots.” I ask, remaining as strong as I have ever been.

We just can’t risk anything at the moment. They can’t know we are suspecting them at all costs, and I hope Damian didn’t realise he was being followed too.

“I have my sources, and as always, I turn out to be a smart ass. Start talking! Explain what is going on, Tania!” She states, and I still refuse to permit my fears and worries to service despite how freaking out her statement makes me.

“Can you blame him? You must be a smart asshole, but Andy is intelligent. It’s your fault that your acting is so damn obvious. This charade doesn’t suit you at all, Maria, and Andy is anything but a dumbass.” I mock.

“I see.” She says, nodding her head slightly in a devilish manner, and she starts walking past me.

Wait, now this is scaring the fuck out of me. I see? That’s all she has to say, and that composed? There are no threats today or warnings? What the heck!

“Wait a minute, Maria.” I call before she starts descending the stairs, and she turns around, cool like a cucumber, and with no sign of freaking out like a bitch who is about to go down. This is odd! This feels so fucking odd.

“Yes, cousin?” She utters, and I make a walk towards her, keeping a stern gaze on her straight face.

“Now that your partner in crime is being investigated, and Andy suspects you for the obvious reasons, shouldn’t you be packing your bags and safe your ass while you can?”She sneers, that smirk that says, “you ain’t seen nothing”, which means she has a way of saving herself.

“You must be joking. Listen, and listen good, Tania. Maria Rodgers does not lose any battle. Whether I have one minute to save my ass or no freaking time at all, I must accomplish my mission.””Accept that you’ve lost this one already, Maria, and that too, to me. There is no way you can get Andy to trust you again, and that sex shit you had taught him, he trashed it together with your memories the minute you abandoned him. Your own daughter, oh my! Angel does not even want to see your shadow. There is nothing left to fight for here, Maria. Not even Andy’s wealth because he will kill you before you can touch a dime of it.””Never! Read my lips carefully, Tania! Never will I ever lose to a loser like you. And one more thing, I can lose anything, but not my daughter. Adrian has absolutely no right over her. No rights whatsoever.”Something sounds fishy. Why does she always insist that Adrian does not have any right over Angel? And the composure with which she says it, am I being paranoid?

“Why do I feel that there is a big secret you are keeping from Andy – you and Damian? What connects You, Andy, and Damian?” I query.

There has to be something big. There sure must be.

“It seems like you’ve grown some brains in the years.””I always had brains, you bitch! It’s you who didn’t have any, that is why that hole of yours has accommodated even some rotten dicks.””Too bad, Adrian had to be one of the dickheads that couldn’t resist my charm, and he will pay dearly for that.”Another paranoia?

“What do you mean? What does he have to pay for, huh?” I ask.

“Weren’t you laughing at me a minute ago fantasizing about my downfall? Well, I never lose. Laugh all you want while the opportunity lasts, because I am going to make you two bleed. And yes, what I have against Adrian is something that will kill him for sure. He can not handle the pain he is about to experience, and I, Maria, will be laughing at your pathetic disgusting faces.” With that, she starts turning away, but not before smirking at my pale wrinkled purple face.

She will make us bleed. What she has against Andy is something that will kill him. Exactly what the fuck is that? As far as I know, there is only one thing that Andy can not handle. I am certain about his love for me. I know he can take a bullet for me and all. I saw how wild he went when I left him for a day. I know how much I mean to him and how much he can do for me. I also know how much he can take.

This is not about me. This is something else. Something big and deep. The only thing that can bring him to his knees – is the source of his strength and weakness. That one precious thing.

I grab Maria’s hand before the can descend the stairs, pulling her back roughly.

“It’s her! It’s Angel, right? She is the secret? What about her?” I am quivering with a strong combo of fear and anger as I ask her this. The panic of the probability of what I am speculating being true, because that will surely kill Andy, and bitterness, because if that is true, I will once again lose to this bitch. She will have pulled such a long one on me.

Dear heavens, the stars in the sky and the moon on the horizon, and above all, to the most Highest being, the giver of life, please, let what I am thinking not to be true!

“Start talking you bitch before….”

“YES!” She yes sarcastically with so much confidence that paralyses my backbone.

I see darkness for a moment as my hand props from her. I don’t want her to feel me tremble like this. I try to inhale and exhale but I think the air is insufficient around me. My lungs are empty too.

“What about her?” I gather the courage and whimper whilst in utter shock and dilemma.

“Ooh! You got this much attached to Andy’s fake daughter too? This will be more fun than I thought.” She mocks.

Fun? She calls this fun? She is having fun toying with three lives of people in which an innocent child is involved? Actually, it’s four lives, because the purest seed growing in my belly is also entangled in this mess.

“Fake?” A tear drops as I mumble, and the bitch smirks with so much sarcasm. I bet her fun has already begun and she is enjoying the beginning of it. “Angel… Angel… She is not…” I close my eyes for a moment, until her blood-stained hands tickle me by attempting to dry my tears, her mouth producing this annoying sound that is evidence of her enjoyment.

I swat her hand away from me, taking a step back as she opens her stinking mouth.

“Easy, cousin. You don’t want to die before giving your beloved Andy a real child, because Angel, she does not carry his blood. Angel, is not his child.”She repeats, as if I didn’t get it the first time. Everything is at standstill for a moment, except the drop of tears streaming down my cheeks.

Angel is Andy’s life. This news alone will tear him into pieces. Losing her will kill him. If he ever loses her, I doubt he will ever recover. He can not lose Angel. I can not lose both of them. I just can not, because I will die with him.

“If you dare touch Angel or Andy, Maria, I personally will kill you and put an end to this evil. You had no right to toy with Andy, and now that he is mine, I will not let you even point a finger at them.” I warn.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

If we were somewhere private, this witch would be cracking her rips with laughter contrary to the sarcastic chuckles she is producing now, trying her best not to be audible.

“Really? You? Kill me? You should just listen to hiw pathetic you sound right now.””Don’t ever underestimate the power of love. If killing you is what will bring peace to my family, I will do it without even blinking or trembling.””In that case, Tania, we will see who will put an end to the other first. Now go get my daughter, and if you don’t want to give that broken jerk of yours a heart attack, you better keep the identity of Angel a secret.”If lucifer is real, then he is not in heaven nor is he hiding in the woods like we read in books and watch in movies. He is standing right before me, and smiling at me, enjoying the torment his evils are giving us.

Another secret? How many secrets will I keep from Andy? This latest is the worst of all. How can I tell him that his precious girl is not his flesh and blood? Where will I even get that courage from? But wait,”Who is Angel’s father then? You got pregnant when you were with Andy. Did you cheat on him? Why didn’t you go with your daughter when you were done with Andy?” I explore, pulling an evening single word from the bottom most of my lungs. The air is really running out on me.

“You ask too much but, alright. I will tell you all you want. That will be my first and last gift to you, but at the Park. You will know everything at the park. Now hurry up like an obedient puppy and get my daughter.”This has to end, Maria!