MY ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MR ARROGANT

Cecile stopped on her tracks and turned back, someone has been following her around for some days now, at first she thought it was her head messing with her but now she was sure that she was being followed around.

She walked into the hospital, she needed to get a particular report about a patient’s health. She entered the doctor’s office ransacking his drawer for it.

She finally spotted the pink colored report resting on the table. “Hmm this is the one”

She mumbled and inserted it in her bag, the lights suddenly went off, leaving everywhere pitch black, it immediately dawned on her that she was dressed up like her daughter. Could they be in the hospital?

“Who is there?” she asked to no one in particular

She saw a shadow coming towards her before a middle aged man came into view. His brown eyes flickered in the darkness and the lights came on again.

Cecile moved back until her back hit the table, her lips quivered in shock and fright. “You?”

Anthony maintained an indifferent face as he stepped closer to her.

“We meet again!”

“Don’t… come any nearer! I’m… warning you!” she stuttered while reaching her hand behind her to see if she could grasp anything.

He was the last person she wanted to see right now, how on earth did he find her? was he the stalker?

Anthony lifted a brow and stared at her current appearance. She was dressed up like a lady in her early twenties.

“There is no need to be scared of me Cecile, I mean no harm I’m only here for my daughter that’s all”

Cecile’s hand touched a pen on the desk, she turned the pointy end towards Anthony. “She is not your daughter! she is only my daughter!” she yelled at him.

“Years ago the judge who granted our divorce made clear mention of the fact that Amelia will choose to stay with either of us, but what did you do? you ran off with her!”

Cecile’s breathing became irregular, this man was her worst nightmare, how she prayed never to cross paths with him again. He might brainwash Amelia into leaving her, she knew how much Amelia cherishes her father.

“She is all grown up and married, you can’t impose those rights on her anymore”

Anthony’s brows drew together in surprise, his Amy was married? but to whom? and when? he returned his gaze back to Cecile.

“Married?”

“That’s all I can say now!” she said and hurriedly scurried out.

Anthony tapped on his phone for sometime before he raised it to his ear. “I need every little details of the guys who has been seen in public with my daughter!” he ordered..

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Liam glanced back at Amelia’s sleeping face, he was currently on a call with Cecile. “She is sound asleep”

“Her father is searching for her and I don’t want Amelia to meet him”

“I will see to that, have a good night sleep” he said and turned around walking towards the bed.

He snuggled close to her burying his face in the crook of her neck.

“Was it my mum?”

He heard her speak and was a bit startled, he thought she was fast asleep. “Yeah, she called to check up on us”

“You won’t believe it, I had the craziest dream that my dad came back to take me away!”

Liam raised his head to stare at her face, her eyes were still shut, which meant that she was either talking in her sleep or just pretending to be asleep.

“Amelia” he called out to receive silence in return, he shook his head she was really weird..

..

Chloe pulled off the duvet covering Louisa, she jumped on the bed several times to wake her up but she didn’t even move a muscle. “Lou! wake up!”

Louisa sighed in frustration, this little girl was becoming so annoying by the minutes. She placed her pillow against her ears.

“Lou!” Chloe cried out.

“Go back to sleep Chloe, it’s so late!”

Chloe folded her arm. “Big sis always reads me a bedtime story”

Louisa lifted a brow “So?” she had a big problem when it came to wealthy kids. They are the most spoilt set of kids in the world, their demands are also never ending.

“I can’t go to sleep without listening to one!”

Louisa shrugged and rested her head back on the pillow. “Okay suit yourself! you can as well be a watch guard for me while I sleep!”

Chloe let out a shrill piercing cry, rolling on the bed. Louisa’s lips parted slightly, what is wrong with her?!

Minutes later, Louisa walked hand in hand with Chloe into a mall in their pj’s. Her head was banging hard after listening to her cries.

“Lou I want that!”

Louisa followed her little finger’s direction and rolled her eyes. her shoulders dropped in frustration.

She left and returned back with a trolley, she lifted Chloe up and placed her to sit in it.

“Happy now?”

Chloe nodded her head in excitement, she had always wanted to be pushed around In trolleys whenever she goes to the mall with her mum and sees other mother’s pushing their children in it.

But her mum always refuses saying ‘only the poor and miserable people do such things’

Louisa pushed the trolley to the kids section, she yawned while picking up a story book. “How about this one? it has a nice title, the golden blanket”

“Nope!” she shook her head, Louisa dropped the book and showed her another one but got the same answer. She tried a few more books and got the same answer again.

Louisa narrowed her eyes at Chloe. “you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover”

Chloe pouted her lips and lowered her gaze. “I know”

“So which bedtime story do you want exactly?”

“I want to listen to your own made up story”

Louisa’s eyes widened, did she just cone out so late at night to hear this?

She looked around the mall that was mostly empty.

“You could have said that earlier!”

Chloe shrugged “I forgive you”

“What?” Louisa said almost like a whisper, was it her head or did Chloe just behaved as Amelia would?.

“You are very naughty!”

Louisa came out of the mall with Chloe on her back, she wrapped her hand on Louisa’s neck to support herself from falling.

“Lou are you upset with me?”

“Well yeah!”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

She waved her hand up and down to stop the cab coming towards her but instead it sped past her. “Hey! that was rude” she yelled after the cab.

“Here comes another one!” Chloe exclaimed.

The car flashed it’s headlight at them, Louisa and Chloe raised their hands to block their eyes.

“Uncle Dylan!”