Family above all

chapter 4

At this moment in time let's take a moment to exaggerate the beauty of this God who stood in front of me. I mean damn daddy what is your name... how do you look so good. I'm pretty sure I'm going to love this job.

Let the conversation with my inner hoe begin

Wait what the hell is wrong with me for f**k sake he's my boss for crying out loud.

Bitch who care quit your job if that's what stopping you from riding him

How... what the hell is wrong with you, you need this job.

But look at him * inner hoe starts crying hysterically in mind*

If it was possible to slap my inner - self * actual sensible self-shakes head and facepalms *

"You must be my new PA. I would appreciate it if you would not stare at me and get back to work miss... " he paused realizing he doesn't know my name. His voice was deep, stern, and husky.

It took a minute for his sentence to sink in because my brain was currently struggling to keep my inner hoe from taking control of my body and attacking my boss. That's the moment I realized I done f****d up already. Querido Dios qué está mal conmigo el infierno real.

"Lo siento... I-I mean sorry for staring Mr lodge " my voice stained with embarrassment. My whole body betrayed me. I pretty sure was as red as a tomato. My gaze shifted from his body down to the floor as I tried to regain control over my hormonal body.

" My apologies Mr. Lodge. Your morning coffee is on your desk and your schedule for today as well... And you may call me Elaine or perhaps if you prefer a Much more formal name, you may call me Miss Evermore "quickly adjusted my sitting composing myself and turned on business mode. From the corner of my eye, I could see a cheeky, boyish grin forming at the corner of his lips.

He turned away from me and made he was to his desk but not before letting out a husky chuckle clearly directed at me. I let out a sigh of relief and a breath I hadn't noticed I was holding.

My day at work went smoother than I had been expecting other than the inside of earlier with my boss but it was a good day. I still had an appointment with the doctor which I was so not looking forward to and since Talia dropped me off looks like I'm going you must take public transport.

I could call her but after the cold shoulder she was giving me this morning I'd rather take public transport. It was not exactly my favorite way to travel which is exactly why I had a motorcycle because a) it smelled way better than this taxi and b) I know exactly where it's been and who's been on it.

I hate no, I despise public transport but since had my music it was slightly more tolerable.

When I got to the hospital, I had to wait in a waiting room for god knows how long before they could even see me. I haven't been to a hospital since my parents died and I'd forgotten how bad it was.

The strong smell of so many different things made me want to be sick, but I held it in like the lady I am. When they finally decided to see me, they took some tests and again made me wait forever.

As you can tell I'm not exactly the most patient person in the world but in my defense, I was anxious to know what the hell was wrong with me and I also needed to get out of this place.

The nurse who had taken my tests came back with a wide fake smile painted all over her features and the sentence that came out of her mouth I will never forget. "Congratulations Miss Evermore! You seem to be 2 months pregnant. "

As soon as the last word fell out of her mouth my heart, I felt my heart skip a beat or several. I can't believe it. No, she probably made a mistake. Killian ad I used protection... right?

My mouth and thoughts suddenly went dry as the memories of that night came crushing back. A wave of dizziness came over me and the feeling of the cold floor against my face is all I remember.

I woke with a mild headache I'm in a hospital room. It took a minute for the memory of the nurse's words to come crashing back. My breathing quickened and I started to hyperventilate. My heart nearly ripping a hole through my chest.

The familiar claustrophobic feeling overwhelmed me, and the walls were seemed to be closing in on me. I tried desperately to control my breathing before I can pass out again. It had been so long since I needed my inhaler I'd forgotten where it was. Luckily my breathing worked, and I was able to regain control.

As soon as I was in the clear I grabbed my stuff and got out of there as fast as I could and called an Uber. I couldn't think straight, and I went to the only place I felt comfortable.

The beach had always been calming and the sound of the waves and tequila always helped me think and lord knows I needed to collect my thoughts and figure out a solution as fast as possible. Since drinking was now of limits to me, I could only go to the beach.

My options are extremely limited. I couldn't have an abortion because I think it's too late for that and it goes against everything I believe in and it wouldn't feel right. My parents decided to keep me and had me at an even younger age, but they also had each other.

I on the other have no one, I can't exactly show up at Killian's door pregnant and even if I could why would I want to put myself and my family In Such danger. So, abortion was out the window.

Adoption on the other hand I also had problems with that. I couldn't just give up my child like that. It was not me I know for I fact that I'm already attached to them so it would break me. My breathing only option was to keep it and hope for the best.

If I kept it, I would have to consider how it would affect my career or even how on earth would I support the kids I already have. That night I did something I have been avoiding doing for a long time. I let my weak sideshow.

I let the tears I had been holding in and bottling up for all this time out in a flood out. And for the first time in two and a half years, I was vulnerable. My emotions out in the open for anyone who saw me to judge me.

"Elaine? " I heard a familiar shocked almost concerned voice call out causing me to tense up and freeze. I couldn't let myself look up at him.

" Elaine, what are you doing here so late? "

" Mr lodge I would very much like my privacy right now " I answered looking away and hugging my knees close to my chest

"Call me Damon when we're not in the office. And you didn't answer my question" he said sitting next to me too close for comfort. He clearly didn't understand the term privacy or personal space.

" Mr-.... Damon, I would think it would be f*****g obvious " I replied sarcastically still keeping my gaze away from him and his perfect body. Curse my damn hormones.

" Look at me when I'm talking to you and do try to refrain from using that tone with me" his tone suddenly more commanding. Who the hell does he think he's talking to?

" Do I by any chance look like a f*****g dog to you Mr lodge? Because I'm sure last time I checked I was still a f*****g human being who by the way didn't ask for your company not to mention you're obvious invasive manner. I may be your personal assistant but I'm currently off duty so if you'll excuse me " I

have no idea what came over me, but my voice suddenly changed to a more angry and defensive tone. I wasn't about to be bossed around by this arrogant arse, so I got up and grabbed my stuff. Before I could leave, he grabbed my wrist in a tight grip. He wasn't even facing me, but I could tell I had hit a nerve.

" Don't you ever talk to me like that again. I understand you are upset so I'll let you off this time" his tone was emotionless and cold, and it sent a chill down my spine.

Never the less my emotions were all over the place due to recent events and that combined with my never-takes-any-bullshit-from-anyone personality, I wasn't too keen on what he said and the way he said it.

He was gripping my wrist so tight I was sure it was going to leave a mark and boy did that only make me angrier. In the calmest tone I could muster up I spoke through my tightly clenched teeth "let go of my hand you pig".

He shot me a deadly glare. His eyes once warm, bright green eyes turned noticeably darker and colder and his grip tightens causing a silent yelp from the pain to escape my lips. But I wasn't about to let this go without a fight. My fists clenched and without thinking about the consequences I punched my boss right on his face and ripped my arm away whilst he was distracted.

Well, there goes my paycheck. Lucky I didn't break his nose or else I would have to add a lawsuit to that.

Still, that was helped get rid of some of my frustrations. He glared up at me still seated on the sand tubing his cheek and a little blood starting to drip from his lips.

"I'll make you pay for that you little b***h" he growled through his clenched teeth.

" I warned you, Damon. Oh, and I quit. I'd rather cut off my limbs one by one than work for a no-good sobre flamingo crecido putta como tu."

And with that, I turned to walk away leaving him there to sulk. But he got up and grabbed my other wrist, spun me, and slapped me so hard I'm sure my parents felt it.

I dropped to the floor and help my burning cheek. That moment I saw red. If the cops, ask I'll just say it was self-defense. I shot up from the ground and punched him right on his smug face and before he could strike again, I punched his stomach and he bent over in pain taking a couple of steps back.

I didn't hold back when he was bending over, I took this opportunity to kick his family jewels. When he was on the floor, I straddle him and made him my personal punching bag, and took out my frustrations on him.

It didn't take long for him to recover and he didn't look very happy. In the blink of an eye, my back was on the sand and my hands were above my head.

I tried pulling my hands away and kicking but It was hopeless. I even tried to bite off his face, but he was too quick for me.

I couldn't get out, so I gave up. I stared at him and noticed that all the anger had disappeared from his face. All he did was examine me.

It made me feel like I was a piece of meat, so I spat in his face. He looked straight in the eyes and asked "why I was crying" in a much more relaxed but still emotionless voice.

I don't know what the hell is going on. I honestly thought I was about to get beaten up... I mean come on look at this guy I seriously just kicked him where the sun doesn't shine and spat in his face and he's asking about me.

"I asked you a question" he reminded me.

"I wasn't crying you asshole" I growled.

"Was that really necessary Elaine "

"Yes, you slapped me"

"And you kicked my balls"

"So, What's your point"

"Elaine I just wanted to see if you were okay and you were just rude"

"I wouldn't have been if you had just left me alone in the first place as I asked"

"But you were crying "

"Yeah and why should you care"

"you admit you were crying"

"I-I don't. S-Shut up" why the hell am I stuttering. Wait what is he doing. He- he's laughing at me. Why that little f**k face

"You're cute when your flustered "

"Bite me" I spat out angrily.

"Gladly, "he said leaning down toward my neck and placing a gentle kiss, and nibbling at the spot below my neck. I gasped and froze. My eyes widened in surprise. I was so confused. Didn't I just f*****g beat you up or did I just imagine that?

His lips were tender but full of desires and were slowly making their way from my neck towards my lips.

I tried speaking but instead, a moan escaped my lips. I felt the smirk forming on his lips as placed small sweet kisses on my neck. When his lips reached mine, I could have sworn time stopped.

He nibbled lightly on my bottom lip asking for access and like the horny f**k I am, I granted him access. He tasted like strawberries and chocolate. God, I swear a girl could easily get addicted to him. He pulled away leaving me breathless and confused and wanting more.

But then my senses came back when I saw how dark it was getting. I looked back at him only to see him staring at me and yet again my body betrayed me as my cheeks turned the brightest shade of red.

I've got to work on that

" I-I'm sorry I h-have to go" I stuttered pulling my arms away when his grip relaxed slightly. I pushed him off me and gathered my things.

I was about to walk away when he called out to me in a much gentler tone. "Elaine let me drop you off "

I turned back to face him. He was running his hand through his thick head of dark hair and standing tall. I've never felt so small.

I mean I wasn't exactly the tallest woman in the world, but I wasn't short either but compared to him I just felt small. I realized I came here by Uber and I'm not about to wait out here for thirty minutes freezing my arse off so...

"Sure," I said with an awkwardly forced smile on my face as I tucked a stray lock of hair behind my ear. He looked shocked but only for a second before his smirk graced his features once.

We walked side by side in silence to his car. It was an amazing black car, but it wasn't too showy which tells me he wasn't one of those people. You can really tell a lot about people by what they choose to spend their money on.

"So where are we going," he asked breaking the calming silence and pulling me away from my thoughts.

"Wha... Oh... Um... 4 will hound close". I watched as he typed in my address on his highly sophisticated car screen. We drove off in comfortable silence and I drifted back into my thoughts, my eyes fixed outside the window. It starts to drizzle, and I watched as the raindrops slide down the window. I could feel Damon watching me, but I just ignored it.

"What's on your mind? "

"Huh... Oh nothing much" I said turning my gaze from the window.

"Why were you crying?"

"Why do you care?"

"Come on please don't do that"

"Do what"

"Don't answer a question with a question "

"Well then don't ask"

"Why not?"

"Damon please just drop it. What's the point of me talking to you about my problems when I know first a fact was not going to see each other again"

"What do you mean. You still work for me. "

"No, I don't I quit"

"What, why... After just one day" he turned to look at me with shock and confusion written all over his face. He pulled over at my driveway and locked the door.

" let me out"

"Not until you come back to work for me"

"What the hell dude I'll probably have to leave in a few months anyway". s**t, I've got to be more careful about what I say.

"What do you mean"

"Just let me out, Damon"

"You know my conditions"

"Ughh... for the love of Lucifer's fine ass I'll go to work alright I'm too tired for this bull s**t," I said rolling my eyes. He chuckled at my odd choice of words and opened the door.

I got out of his car and he followed my lead. He went around the front and grabbed me pushing my back against his car leaning in to whisper in my ear. "I'll get what I want soon enough" he spoke his tone more seductive. His breath tickled my neck made me shiver.

I was once again rendered immobile by this man. He leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips allowing me to taste his sweet minty strawberry lips once more. This time more lustful and passionate. His hand slid around my waist and the other was squeezing my ass. I gave in to the sensations.

"Elaine babes you won't believe th-" Taylor came out of her car looking for something in her bag and talking but she stopped mid-sentence and her jaw dropped to the floor and her eyes popping out when she saw him. He pulled away too soon and he groans leaning away from me.

I was still in the position he pushed me in trying to catch my breath. My face turned a bright shade of light red when Taylor's eyes met mine. I looked back at Damon and gave him the you-should-probably-leave look. Luckily, he got the message and excused himself. He got in his car and drove off but not before smirking at me.

I tried back to look at Taylor while still had that ridiculous look on her face. "What? " I asked giving her an innocent look.

"SPILL THE MOTHER f*****g TEA b***h" she said seeming to have recovered from her minor brain malfunction. " Why were you just making out casually with that s*x god on your driveway"

"To be honest I have no idea. And please refrain from ever describing my boss as a s*x god ever again" I said walking away and into the house. I could hear Taylor behind me saying "uh... Come again. Do you want to repeat that last part"

" What are you doing here anyway?" I asked trying to move on from the conversation.

"Oh, I wanted to tell you about this guy I meet. He is a friend of Tj (Taylor's older brother) and first, he is hella cute" I nodded as I made my way to the kitchen. "So the thing is he keeps trying to come on to me but I just not feeling yah know. Anyway, long story short I need a place to crash tonight"

"Fine you can stay have my bed I'm going to sleep in Dylan room"

"Thanks"

"No problem. I need to got have a shower so make yourself comfortable." I said walking away with a bottle of water in my hand. I went upstairs to check on the kids and since it was a Friday my bet is they're not going to sleep any time soon.

Coral was chatting with her boyfriend and yes, my kids can date but I have to approve first. I went to check on Dylan, and he was on his ps4, so I just walked to my room to grab a shower and some clothes. I saw Talia passed out on her bed next to mine. She was acting weird this morning, but I'll have to talk to her tomorrow.

I need to figure out my life. How on earth did I get so reckless. More importantly what I'm going to what to my family. After a hot soothing shower, I went to Dylan's room to try and get some sleep. I held him in my arms as he drifted into a deep sleep. I envy his ability to fall asleep that fast. I just stayed there and thought about nothing and everything and eventually passed out.

I woke up to find my brother drenched in sweat kicking me and softly crying. It must have been one of his night terrors. Poor guy gets them every now and then they used to be very frequent sometimes he'd get three maybe four a night after our parents' death.

He always had these night terrors, but they had started to stop until 3 years ago. So, I did the same thing I always did when he was like that... I pulled him tight against my body rubbing his back and removed the blanket. He eventually calmed down.

Sadly, he had already woken me up and it was around 5 in the morning so there was no point in going back since I would be waking up in an hour anyway. I got up cautiously trying not to disturb him and went and took a cold shower to wake me up and got dressed.

I went downstairs to start breakfast, but the smell of raw eggs caused me to instantly feel nauseous. I didn't have enough time to go to the bathroom, so I ended up spewing my guts in the sink. I know disgusting. God, I hate throwing up. I cleaned up and help my breath when I got back to making the eggs. By the time I was done Talia and Coral were already up. Dylan And Taylor were still asleep.

"What are you doing up so early," Talia asked rubbing her eyes as she sat down next to her plate. "And why is Taylor passed out on your bed "

"She asked to crash here last night and I slept with Dylan" I replied sitting down across from her to eat my breakfast.

"Hey sis today can Cameron come over"

"Sure, but only if Talia agrees to supervise " I replied giving Talia a pleading look. She would probably have other things to do like catch up on some reading. She and Taylor both went to a college close to here so she probably had to catch up on some of her studies.

"Why do I need supervision. It's not like I'm planning on f*****g him" Coral spat.

"Coral just for that you are grounded"

"But-"

"It's your own fault" I cut her off before she could protest. She walked off and stomped her way upstairs. It was incredibly funny.

As soon we heard her door slam shut, we looked at each other and laughed. I admit it was a bit cruel but I couldn't help it. She has this adorable face when she's mad where she scrunches it up and it's just too cute.

After we were done dying of laughter Talia asked about my appointment. I wasn't ready to tell her or anyone just yet, so I told her it was just a stomach bug. She looked skeptical of my answer at first, but she accepted it. Turns out her bad mood yesterday was because of me making her leave her house in her PJs.

I left the house early so I didn't have to rush anything, and I could catch up on some of my work. I stopped by Starbucks and got my peer's coffee as well as my boss. I know coffee isn't good to drink when you pregnant which is going to be a huge problem for me.

Especially since I must stop by a coffee shop every day and smell the sweet scent of the coffee. My mouth is already watery just thinking about it. I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a mental breakdown if I don't get my daily fix.

I got to work and gave everyone their cup of the sweet nectar and left one on Damon's. I'll have to ignore everything that happened last night and hope he doesn't want to " talk" about it.

I got to my desk and started copying the files he asked me to do and Prof reading over them. He walked in about 10 minutes after I got here and asked me to make a reservation for dinner at the Pompadour.

It was an expensive place. My parents took us there once. It wasn't an easy place to make a reservation and the waiting was six months. Luckily the manager was a close friend of my mother's.

I worked till 9 pm and most people had gone home by then. Damon and I haven't said a word to each other all day except for the occasional glance in each other's direction and have barely had any contact.

A couple of weeks went by like this. I would say good morning and he would nod and give me work. I often had a lot of late nights. We haven't talked about what happened that night and believe me I'm not complaining.

I was just about to leave for the night when I noticed Damon was in his office as usual. His head was on his desk. I think he fell asleep. Because the light from his computer was still there. I laughed at this and took out my phone for a quick photo shoot before I woke him up. I crept up behind him and leaned over to wake him up.

"BOO!!! " I yelled in his ear and he jumped up nearly falling to the floor. I laughed at his shocked expressions.

"What the hell Elaine " he growled clutching his chest. I could feel the anger radiating off him into the room. Oops

"Sorry I couldn't resist. It's 9:30 I thought you left. "

"No, I had some work to finish off"

"You should go home. You were drooling on your laptop and I don't think those are good working conditions". I gave him a weak smile and started to walk away but he grabbed my wrist.

Memories of the night on the beach came back to me and my heart began to beat so fast I thought it was going to explode. I turned to face him slowly taking a deal breath. "What?" I asked faking confidence.

"Can we please talk" he pleaded? His deep voice caused me to go mute, so I just nodded. Well, there goes my luck. He led me back to his desk and sat me on his lap. I tried to get up and sit on the other side, but his hand slid around my waist and pulled me back.

I wiggled around trying to get away, but his grip just tightened. I gave up and turned to face him. "I'm just going to get the point can't stop thinking about you. I tried staying away but that's just driving me crazy. I can't sleep I've tried burying myself in work but it's no use Elaine ".

I have absolutely no idea how to respond to that. I stared just stared. To be honest I hadn't stopped thinking about him either. But I couldn't get involved with another guy especially not now. I'm 3 months pregnant and I haven't even told my family.

"Say something please " he begged. "I'm pregnant," I said and immediately covered my mouth with both my hands. Why the actual f**k did I do that? I looked at him searching for anything, something.

He looked down at where his hand was covering my stomach and looked back at me. He wiped away a tear from my cheek. I didn't even know I started crying. "Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked.

His question caught me completely off guard. Did he not just hear what I just told him. Wait did I say I was pregnant. He got me over here questioning my sanity. Even if I had a man, I'm still pregnant. Why would matter to anyone?

"No, it was a one-night stand" I replied. WHY AM I AM TELLING YOU THIS. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. You're MY BOSS. YOU DON'T NEED TO KNOW THIS. I DON'T NEED TO BE ON YOUR LAP.

Oh, I know why. I told you I would have a mental breakdown without coffee. He looked up at me. His beautiful green eyes gleamed with happiness. The next thing I knew I was on his desk and his sweet soft lips were on me.