Blake stayed with his sister for over two hours. When he finally got home, the living room door opened as he got out of the car. Jayce burst out, screaming, Daddy! daddy! And ran up to him.
“My son!” He scooped up his little boy in his arms and swung him up in the air several times.
“Is your mom back?” He asked when he finally put the giggling little boy down on his feet.
“No,” Jayce said and took the hand his father held out to him.
“Maybe she went to see Grandma and Grandpa,” Blake told the boy as they walked together into the house.
“Okay, daddy.”
“Welcome, Mr. Carter,” the nanny who was coming down from the stairs greeted him.
“How are you, Emily?”
“I’m fine sir,” the middle-aged woman replied and looked at Jayce, saying, “Jayce, it’s time to take a bath.”
The boy looked up into his father’s face and said he wanted to stay longer with him.
“You know what?” Blake kissed the top of his head. “I will have my bath while you have yours too and we can play games later after that. Do you like that?”
“Yes Daddy,” Jayce beamed at his father.
“Be a good boy,” he tousled his hair. “Run along. Daddy will be waiting here for you.”
“Okay Daddy,” Jayce said delightfully and went away with Emily.
*******
“Are you okay, dear?” Blake asked his wife hours later as she continued to turn and toss beside him on the bed.
“What is it? I’m okay!” She all but snapped back at him.
Her snap meant he should leave her alone, and that was exactly what he did.
Stacy felt she was too harsh to Blake, though she didn’t apologize. She looked at his back for several minutes before rolling out of the bed, so she wouldn’t keep disturbing him. She was just too wound up to get any sleep for now.
Stacy put on a midi-length dressing gown over her flimsy nightdress.
She padded downstairs to the family room, put on the TV, and stretched on the couch.
She couldn’t concentrate on the night talk show on TV. Instead, her mind went down memory lane…
Stacy Camilla Waylon, the last child of her father, was born by his concubine, Lucia.
Lucia Alonso and Logan Waylon met during one of his business trips to Argentina, where Lucia was studying.
They started a relationship that lasted six years, during which Stacy was born. They broke up two years after their daughter was born, but he still kept in touch by sending child support every month and visiting to check up on his little girl once in a while.
Stacy was still in high school at the age of fifteen when her mother died after a protracted illness.
Lucia’s sister insisted Logan must take his daughter back to America with him and introduce her to his family. And he did.
Logan’s wife did not want her husband’s love child to live with them, but she had no other choice. She made life a living hell for Stacy. Though her three elder siblings accepted her and extended love toward her, but they were all way older than her and were already in college then.
Stacy became wild; she started going to parties, smoking pot, and doing everything possible to get back at her step-mom and also her father, who wasn’t bothered about the way his wife was treating Stacy.
She decided to have a gap year after high school and went to stay with her Aunt in Argentina for a year. She finally came back and started college at the age of nineteen years old.
She became even wilder and more fearless after she got into college. She was about to be expelled from school twice even in her first year in college. It was her father’s money that saved her, Logan had to part with a hefty sum of money both times in form of financial donations to the private university.
When she came home for her first summer from college, her father and stepmom insisted she had to take up a summer job in the company. She fought it at first.
“Are you kidding me, dad…?” She looked from her father to her stepmom. “Mom, is this some kind of a joke?”
“No it’s not,” Logan leaned back on the sofa and crossed his legs. “That’s what all your older siblings did and you, my dear, are going to do it too. Especially because it will keep you busy and out of trouble.”
“No, I won’t, Dad!” She stomped her feet twice and walked away in anger. Four days later, on a Monday, she went with her father to his office. He handed her over to Jake, who was the assistant manager of marketing then, saying he wanted him to mentor her since Stacy was studying Marketing and Business Management in school.
They both felt an instant connection the moment they were introduced. And they started acting on that connection before the end of the week. That was how their relationship started.
Jake was everything she wanted in a man, she ogled him openly, not hiding from him at all whenever they were both alone. She wasn’t surprised when he called her into his office one late Friday afternoon after everyone had gone home, and asked, “What do you want?” His eyes were so filled with lust. He had loosened a few buttons on his shirt, his sleeves were rolled up and his tie hung loosely around his neck. He looked every inch like the sex god he was.
“I…I…” her mouth went dry.
“I know what you want, little girl,” he stood up and loosened one more button. “But you have to tell me.”
“I want…”
“Here, a cup of hot chocolate drink,” Blake’s voice strayed into her reverie.
She came back to reality with a jerk.
Blake was standing beside her holding two cups of chocolate drink.
“I couldn’t sleep too,” he handed her the cup. “I made this.”
“Ye-, yeah,” she took the cup and took a deep breath. “Thank you. Why are you not sleeping, is it because of your impending meeting with Lords and Co?”
Blake gulped the warm drink in his mouth, “yeah, those guys are a bunch of trouble.”
The rival company was trying to sue them for some flimsy reasons. Stacy’s brother and Blake, along with their fathers, were getting so worried about the issue.