His saving grace (Made men #1)

 Andreas’s temper skyrocketed. The self-absorbed b***h was putting his children in danger by driving that recklessly. If she thought she would get away from him by running away, she more stupid than he first perceived her to be. He was driving over ninety miles per hour and she was ahead of him in a mile at least. He didn’t know what he was thinking when he slept with or believing she was on birth control when he didn’t have any protection. The only reason he could think was he wanted to soil her father’s reputation since he thought Andreas was less than the dirt beneath his shoe. What better way than to have s*x with his precious princess. Except now he knew he wasn’t the only person to get back at them. They sent her to seduce him and get herself pregnant, just like Donna. Not only had she drugged him, but she succeeded in getting pregnant. The one time he let his guard down around his enemy and he was paying for the consequences of that reckless decision. This time around he ensured his child lived, and he wasn’t trapped in a marriage to one more vile, money-grabbing, manipulative, heiresses with a conniving family with a delusion of grandeur.   He increased the speed in the heavily trafficked roads of Chicago. He drew closer to his prey. This time around he will have taken to Florida in his beach house, have her stay there until the two weeks that was left of her delivery, and take his children away from the kind of environment his enemies planned for them. He redesigned the mansion his grandmother left him in Ekali, Greece. Having bought the surrounding properties of that mansion and prepare it for a family. Andreas wanted to give his children everything he didn’t have in his life. Even though he couldn’t love them like a parent was supposed to any of their children.   She zigzagged multiple lanes, cars honking their horns. She knew if anything happened to his children, he would ruin her family. So why was she crossing him? Because she didn’t get the wedding ring, she wanted just like Donna. He was tired of bitches like Haley and his former wife. In his thirty-two years of life, Andreas hadn’t met a woman who wasn’t out to get money from him or the wedding ring. Oh, they all pretended to care about the other thing, but they all showed their true colors in the end. Money to fund their expensive life and no genuine feeling about anything. With each different woman he had in bed, Andreas’s contempt for the whole gender grew.    Andreas closed in on them. He was side by side with them. Haley saw him. She gasped and stomped on the gas switching lanes. He saw the compact sliver sedan ahead of her changed the lane at the same time. The BMW ramped the compact car. Andreas watched in sick fascination as the car Haley was driving flipped on its front. The screaming of metal against metal. The sliver sedan flipped several times on its side. Cars skittered to a holt. Three more cars crushed. The BMW miraculously stood on its fours, not a scratch on it other than the first initial damage.   Andreas smelled the scent of blood, fire, and death. He swerved the car to avoid hitting the larger SUV in front of him. He parked in the middle of the highway and jumped out of his Aston Martin. Andreas raced over to the scene straight out of a nightmare. The silver sedan Haley hit first would burst in flames. He run to the passenger side of the car. It had two couple from the look of it. The youthful woman was struggling and scream for the guy on the driver's side to wake up. Andreas knew the man was dead by the unnatural bend of the head. Flames were licking the front of the car. The car would go up in flames. Andreas dragged the woman covered in glass.   She was bloody and injured by the multiple cuts of the shattered glass, but she fought him, calling out to the man in the car with her.  Her screams were filled with such heart-achingly anguish cries. Andreas had to wrestle her to the ground. She was severely injured from the looks of it and she wanted to race back to the burning car and the dead man inside it.   The booming of the sedan rocked the ground, shaking the cars on the scene. Car alarms blared. Andreas threw his body to cover the injured woman. Her cries increased as she fought to get from under him to run back to the car. Whoever he was he was that important to her. Andreas envied a man now dead and burning, to have such loyalty and love from a woman. Women were with him by his bank balance and his skills in the bedroom. What did the now dead man have she had been willing to die for him?  “He was already. There isn’t anything you can do for him. Are you willing to scarifies your life for nothing? Think, damn you. He died in the initial crush.”  “Nooo! Brian! Please, God. Please. Briannnn!”   She screamed until her voice was hoarse. She fought him until she went limp under him mercifully finally succumbing to the unconsciousness. He rolled off her instantly aware of the wild long midnight black hair by a face still beautiful while covered in a thick layer of black blood. Andreas realized just how small and really young the woman was. He knew now that the immediate danger was over, he should check on Haley and his children. But he couldn’t look away from the small, vulnerable, injured, and lost woman on the pavement.   Andreas fought the protective need he had to stay with his woman and run over to the car Haley and his children were. He perked to the onlookers to call an ambulance and the police as he ran to the woman responsible for all this devastation. Before he reached the car, she stumbled out it without a scratch. When she saw him, she screamed? Andreas grabbed her shoulders and shook her to Snape her out of the trance.   “Get them out. Get them. Your bastards are coming Andreas and I want them out of me NOW. I wouldn't give birth to them in this situation. It's all your fault.”  Andreas Stamped on his fury and worked with the emergency people who arrived at the scene. They loaded Haley and Airlifted, the woman he helped, and two other people. He went with them. He watched as the paramedics worked to stomp the flow of blood from the woman and a man who was also heavily injured.    His heartbeat out of control. Andreas didn’t feel any fear since his hellish childhood. The woman was making him feel things he never felt and gave up on ever feeling in his life-time. The unexpected danger his children were in didn’t help the situation. As soon as they landed, the medics took Haley to do an emergency c-section. He checked up on the woman several times. He finally knew her name, Manisha McClain. Also found out that her husband Brian McClair died in the car.  Andreas paced back and forth in the hallway that led to the surgery rooms between Haley and Manisha. He kept running his hand through his hair. Time crawled slow by agonizing slow degree. Finally, when Andreas was almost out of his mind with the waiting, the doctor and three nurses came out. “Mr. Zarakos, congratulations. You have two healthy boys. They are a little under-weight but will be fine otherwise. Miss Loukas is also doing good. You can see your children now, and Miss Loukas will be in recovery in an hour.” Andreas accepted the doctors' and nurses' helpful help.   “Only family may visit Mr. Zarakos. The nurse stonewalled him. Andreas could see in her eyes and the way she looked at him, he wanted him. He could seduce her, but having the hospital administrative indebted to him will be worth more. She rushed away after staying quiet for long. Andreas refused to give concession to what the staff wanted. Since money made the world go around and he had more than he would spend in a million lifetimes. He made outrages donation to the hospital.   His lawyer came to file the right paperwork and to ensure that the Loukas family didn’t have any access to his boys. He made farther inquiries into Manisha’s life. The hospital administrative were falling over themselves to please after the sizeable donation.   “Mr. Lenard I would also like to pay for the three other patients who were injured in the accident. Since the mother of my children caused it, I think it's only appropriate to help in some small way. Please let the families of the victims know.” By that time, the entire staff of the hospital was sympathetic and thought he was a saint.  They allowed him to see her for a few minutes every day. For three continuous days. She stayed in a coma. Andreas glance towards the doctor at the nursing station. He was pretty sure he was the one who operated on Manisha. He was laughing and flirting with a junior nurse. He fixed his eyes on the doctor. He didn’t look like a man who would give a piece of patient information to a complete stranger. No matter his donation. Andreas wanted access to Manisha. Complete unperturbed access. The woman who was will to walk into a blazing fire for a man. Maybe he found one genuine soul in the whole ratchet gender. And if she was that good or caring, he wanted her to raise his children. Deep down Andreas knew wanting to raise his children was not what he had in mind. For her to want him and fight for him in the same way she fought for her husband. Come hell or high water, he would have her in his life.     The first time Andreas saw his sons, he just stood by the glass viewing window and gazed at them. They were small, with a mop of golden blond hair and his jade green eyes. The second time he attempted at changing the diapers and feeding them with the helper of a nurse. Slowly but surely, he intergraded into his children's lives.   “Is McClain out comer yet.” Andreas awkwardly held the baby as it fussed.   “She is awake, thank god. It’s so sad what happened to her. Lossing your husband and child on the same day is horrible. She has no family, poor thing. I just feel so bad for her.” The nurse sniffed delicately, watching Andreas beneath her lashes.    “Can I see her? I just feel so guilty that the mother of my children caused the devastation of her life. Andreas gave her a smile filled with wicked temptations tampered with enough chagrin to want to help him with his need to see the woman. Ones a day was not enough for the hunger to have her, to own her, to possess her. The nurse gave him a flirtatious smile back, her cheeks tinted red. “I will take you to her after we are done here. Andreas spends the appropriate amount of time a father was supposed to be with his children, had the nurse fuss and flirt on him, and since he wanted her help with no one questioning his motives, he encouraged her advances.