Loving Elias Black

Chapter Two

Elias POV:

"Oh, for f**k sake!" I roared furiously

I quickly rushed out of the car, cursing under my breath at the stupidity of my driver.

As I looked at her, her face was filled with tears, and I thought she had fainted. I quickly picked her up as I noticed she was still breathing and rushed her to the back seat; there was no time to waste.

" You are fired, Jacob. Move away." I grabbed the keys, and immediately the reporters that was invited to capture the event started taking Another f*****g scandal

"f**k" I shouted as my fist tightened on the steering wheel of my car

I picked up my phone and called my doctor

"Have an emergency? Get your team outside the hospital now? I said.

Today is supposed to be a very important day in my life, but the stupid girl had to ruin it with her carelessness and I wasn't going to let it slide.

As I got to the hospital,they were outside and d rushed to pick up the girl.

I came down, was about to follow them when I felt something underneath my foot.

I picked it up, and it was a tag.

Ivy Morgan.

Sweet Crust Bakery

I became angrier and pissed off more.

I had an event to attend now I have to deal with this and having reporters taking pictures and using it as headlines.

My assistant was going to cover up till I got back to the hotel.

As doctor assured me that she will be okay. I drove straight to the hotel to attend the rest of the event.

The following morning,I decided to call the doctor to know if everything is okay with the lady I ran into. She suffered from some bruises but she will be fine in a few days.

" Okay," I hanged up.

I wondered what made her run out of the hotel like that.

" Stupid girl" I thought She even worked for Clara Reyes and this made me angry as I thought about my mother.

I had a dream to establish my company in my city, but I knew that wasn't all that brought me here.

Memories of how my dad died, still fresh in my heart, the struggles I had to make after the death of my father and the betrayal of my mother.

"Yes! Clara Reyes was my mother. I wondered why she didn't move on with her life after her husband landed in lots of debts and didn't care about whatever she does but I had one wish to destroy her and I was going to achieve it.

Mom had always been bitter about her lifestyle with Dad. My dad married her when he had a lot going on, well, for him, at the local bank in Mandeville Canyon, where he worked.

Unfortunately, the bank caught fire, lost everything, staff became stranded as they had to look for other means to survive since they were not planning on renovating soon.

My mum lived comfortably and she couldn't afford to work because it would change her status. She had always been so proud of herself, flaunting my father's achievements, that when he lost his job she couldn't bear what people would say.

My father still tried, doing odd jobs just to put food on our table, but it was never enough for her. I watched my mother look down on my father, calling him names in my presence.

A year later, we discovered that my dad was ill, but he never told anyone, not until the day he fainted and was told he was diagnosed with cancer at the hospital.

Mom attitude towards dad became worse. I came back from school, had to tend to my father's needs because my mum was always absent.She bad friends from the city so she still went out.

One evening, Mom told us that she was travelling to London to seek a better life.

" This is not what I want for myself, she told me dad bluntly. I need to get my life back, I'm too pretty to do all this, do laundry, cook, bathe and take you to chemotherapy."

"And our son, Clara," my dad asked weakly. What happens to him after am gone? "

I looked at Mom, thinking she would reconsider, but her eyes and emotions were unreadable. She said nothing.

" He will be fine" I heard her muttered.

Everyone was asleep when Mom left. I knew when she got up, picked up her suitcase and left the house and I knew my dad knew but decided not to talk anymore.

I watched her from the window, shocked when I Then I saw a car parked in front of the house. A Ford Model 1907 picked Mom up and drove off.

She left without looking back at me, our home.

I refused to let the tears drop. My mother betrayed me

I hardly allow myself to think about my past , because it fuels the anger and hatred I have.

The thought of her made me so mad. I picked up a tag that fell off the lady I had crashed into

I picked up my phone and called my lawyers.

" Dominic, I want to sue that stupid bakery for their unprofessionalism. I want them to pay for damages. Do whatever the f**k you can to make them stay off the market since they don't know how to train their employees." I said with so much irritation.

" Sir, what settlement do you want from the case?" Dominic asked.

" I want the bakery. I will to pay whatever the court requests. My car was damaged with that crash,my event got ruined as blogs and media won't stop promoting the accident instead of my success" Do whatever you can to sue and win. I said in a finality tune.

" Yes sir. As I hanged up.

I'm going to make her feel desperation that she will beg but I woi have mercy on her as she never cares about me or my father.

"I'm coming for you, Mom," I mocked as my fist tightened.