Chapter 68
Chapter 68
Sam
What. The. FUCK!
The moment I see Annabel, my woman get shoved down by Alyssia’s mother, did I want nothing more than to shove her right back. Because I swear to GOD, anyone caught doing that again would surely lose a hand or worse, their life.
Zac clearly pissed when witnessing the mess between his mother and hers, but to physically shove another was mind blowing. My anger turning to rage when glancing at the footage from within the car.
My body already moving as I rush over to Annabel. My body quick in kneeling beside her, “Sweetheart, are you okay? Did she hurt you?”
“Yeah, just fine,” mutters Annabel. Annabel clearly not happy with the woman either. My hands gentle when helping her up. Annabel accepting the hand that’s given.
Once standing, do I secretly check her over. Annabel curvy but that still didn’t mean I didn’t care about her. I mean, she was mine after all. Thus, if somebody touched her even remotely wrong then they would surely answer to me and me alone. Even if it meant hunting them down to do so.
Annabel already moving as she quickly checks on Alyssia. Zac stepping aside while eyes lock on mine. Our need to comfort them rising, yet we didn’t want to crowd. Mia just hanging back like the bodyguard she was. The four of us soon deciding to leave. The girls too wired up after the little encounter. And Zac was still pissed about his mother. His eyes locking to Mia.
“Mia, take the girls and get them lunch. After lunch, take them home and they can shop online if they truly wish, otherwise I’ll be home later on.”
Mia just nodding her head. “Of course sir. I’ll make sure that Ms. Alyssia and Ms. Annabel are both fed before taking them home.”
“Thank you.”
Alyssia now looking as though she wanted to protest, yet, with a firm look from Zac, has her quickly rethinking that option. Annabel too stubborn to listen but knew she had to. It was one of my requirements to ensure she stayed safe.
“No baby. After witnessing that stunt just now between my mother and yours, I want you back at home. You and Annabel can have a shopping spree online. Now go, and we’ll see you both later on for dinner.”
Biting her lip, Alyssia does as told and she and Annabel both head for the car. Mia close behind as she slowly walks them back. The three of them then climbing into the car before Mia pulls away. My eyes soon looking to Zac. Zac one of my closest friends, thus knew hist thoughts 90 percent of the time. Usually, the other 10 percent he always kept secret. Even from me.
“What’s the plan stan?”
My voice firm yet teasing. Because regardless of what Zac planned to do, I’d forever stand by him. Thru thick or thin we were considered a team, always there for the other whenever we needed. Zac just frowning when hearing my words.
“Plan? The plan is for me to go over to my parents house and demand fucking answers. This is twice now that she’s disrespected my girl. And for that, I’ll not stand by it. Not anymore. This ends now.”
Nodding, we slowly begin heading towards the car. Zac bound and determined to get answers. “Let’s go then. I’ll take you.” Zac just nodding his head even as we both enter the car before taking off. The car now heading in the direction of Zac’s parents.
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Samantha
How dare he speak to me that way. His own mother. Christ, I’m the one who raised him and he still talks down to me and for what, that no good tramp. That whore-ish girl whose carrying his child. My mind fuming even as Ashleigh sits beside me within the car. My driver taking us home.
Ashleigh one of my dearest friends and unfortunately the mother of the tramp I keep running into. Ashleigh no fan of her either. Ashleigh fuming beside me. “That little whore. Just wait until her father hears about this. She’ll be sorry.”
My own thoughts soon spinning. Scheming. My mind thinking of ways to get rid of the girl and the child. To find away that would surely solve all of our problems and let Zac settle down with the “right” woman. Not some whore. My eyes shifting to Ashleigh. My voice careful when speaking.
“Earlier at the boutique you mentioned a Mr. Lane, whose he?”
Ashleigh quick to answer, her eyes on mine. “He’s a 45 year old man, that’s who. He came to us a long time ago and asked for Alyssia.”
“As in marriage?”
“Don’t know. He never said. But he paid handsomely for her. Said he needed somebody to breed. To be the perfect submissive for him and that girl is 100 percent submissive. But now she’s gone and gotten herself knocked up.”
Frowning, I decide to test the water some more.
“Why not mention it to Lane. See what he thinks about it. Maybe he’ll pay extra and take not only her but the child as well. Solve both our problems with one stone.”
Ashleigh now studying me. Her mind calculating. Almost like she was physically considering it. I mean, so was I. Because there was no such way I’d allow Zac to have that child with her. No way in bloody hell. I’d die before I let him.
The car ride now silent. Neither of us speaking. The two of us silently scheming on what to do next as I carefully pull out my phone and text one of my many, many contacts. My fingers typing away.
‘New job up for grabs, you interested?’
The recipient quick to reply back. My contact good at getting the job done when needed and my sole goal was removing the problem. ‘What’s the job?’
Smirking, I quickly text back. ‘I need a person eliminated. She’s interfering with Zac’s life and happiness. I want her removed. Anyway possible.’
Satisfied with what I said do I quickly hit send again. A message returning a few seconds after. A single word written. ‘Done.’
Happy, I carefully tuck my phone away before leaning against the seat. No longer worried about the girl or that unborn child.