The Bachelor Billionaire and his Mate

Episode 8

Lucia pov.

The episode with the CEO was still fresh in my mind, and I could feel the tension and the curiosity from Vincent as he danced next to us, and I could feel Angelas contempt from the whole situation.

After a while I caught my profile in a mirror, and suddenly I realized I still had on my wig and contacts.

Why I did that when I had a job I don´t know, but I just felt more comfortable like that knowing nobody would be able to find me unless I choosed to, and my paycheck would look blank after it had been through so many shell corporations that even the smartest hacker or tracker would give up.

We made it our way to the restaurant and when we had ordered and received our food I turned my attention to my son.

“All right honey I think you have some questions, you can ask them now.” I said and I could see him visible breath in.

Oh boy I think.

“Mum who was that man? He seemed weird and a bit dangerous, and why wouldn´t he stop looking at me?” He rambled on with 100 miles per hour, and he hit the nail on the one question I had asked over and over again – why did he keep focusing on my son?

“I don’t know, maybe he was just surprised sweetheart. You know kids don’t normally belong in such establishments.” I said grasping for an explanation.

“I know mum, i´m not a little kid more, but he looked surprised?”

Yep trust my son to read between the lines and draw conclusions even if he has no idea that is what he are doing right now.

“I know honey, but it´s the only explanation I can come up with as to why he reacted the way he did.”

“But he seemed so intimidating. I felt some strange emotions from him.” He said as he shivered, and once again I wondered why he sometimes said things like that, sometimes when he spoke like this he didn´t even sounded like himself, like there were something else inside him, but I knew it was impossible.

“Just remember should he show up again, you will not follow him, and don’t trust him.” I said and he looked worried, but nodded.

“Very well sweetheart. Now go play, and I will have a talk with auntie.”

“Okay mum” I could see the lights turn on in his eyes as he ran to the other kids, I smiled looking at him.

“SO. Will you tell ME what happened back there?” Angela said.

“I have no idea what that was about. But I have to agree with Vincent something seemed weird with him.”

“I know and even that Dimitry, seemed weird as well I mean why would he sniff the room, what is he a dog?” she snorted.

“I have no idea what it is, but we need to keep our eyes open, for anything weird.” I said.

“Yes I will of course… but...” She stated looking thoughtful.

“Do you think this has something to do with Vincents daddy? Or could he perhaps be his dad?” She ask barely above a whisper.

I raised my eyebrow in disbelief, but something tugged inside me.

“I really don’t think so, I mean how could he? And the eyes, I know, no matter what, Darien Black is NOT Vincents dad, It was one night 10 years ago, before I traveled over here, and even I didn´t know I was pregnant at the time, you know you were there when I found out. ”

“yeah I know I was. But wouldn´t it be nice if he was, he is magnificent. Never mind I wonder if he is single, I wouldn´t mind get a piece of him.” She laughed and I couldn´t help to laugh with her, and her antics, I watched her when she found her smartphone.

“So Darien Black (she read to herself) CEO of Black Industries, along with a vast amount of bars as well, married to Serena. Beforehand he was known to be one of the most coveted bachelors in the world only surpassed by Nathaniel Valencia the infamous billionaire -playboy.” She looked at the article.

“D*mn! She looks like a goddess oh bummer, but I gotta say that Darien has some hot friends, or at least I think so, but what on earth is the deal with those sunglasses.” She frowned before typing something in and she snorted.

“Yep I knew it, each of these pictures of Nathaniel he is wearing dark sun glasses on. oh and look at his company.” She said before she turned the phone to me.

And right there, on every picture a new model, but he didn’t seem to enjoy himself, ohh poor him poor little rich guy. Suddenly I felt something, looking at the pictures of him, what did that feeling mean like I was jealous or something, but that could not be right. I frowned at my confusion, but something about him seemed a bit familiar. But I couldn´t put her finger on it.

She snorted “why not take of your sunglasses, its night, why do you need it” I handed the phone back to Angela. “I don’t know we might stay cautious, but lets go home now.” I said.

“You would like that wouldn’t you, no we have to make a plan to that pain you feel, hopefully find out what´s causing it. For how long has it been going on?” she asked seriously, and I felt her medical education kick in.

“I can´t say for sure, it has been with me since that night I conceived Vincent at the least as I remember it. but since then it has been coming and going on and off, it rarely lasts for long and then it is gone again.

Three times – the day yesterday being the third, I have had it really badly, so bad that I couldn´t do anything but take the pain. But there are no pattern, the only consistency is that it is almost every day, somedays for longer periods of time.” Suddenly she smiled.

“Listen honey, I know this I serious, but if I didn´t knew any better I would say that your mate was cheating on you – you know how we both loves those stories. Anyway, back to normal, I think we should keep a track pattern to see if something makes sense, because you have been withholding data for extended periods of time, we need new data.” She said

“I know how it sounds, and I am sorry, but I just somewhat got used to it. You know? As far as you ideas about the cheating mate, I have thought the same thing, but those stories are just that stories, besides even if it was true I can´t imagine anyone to have that high of a s*xdrive.” I couldn’t help but laugh at the unlikely scenario.

We gathered Vincent and went back home. While I mused about, what the future would be.