Billionaire Baby Daddy

Chapter three

I stared at my ceiling glumly, wondering how I got to be so stupid, how on earth had I not known it was him, now I could see the resemblance, that strong Hudson macho look. I stared at his picture in anger, the i***t still looked handsome no matter how hard I tried to make him ugly in my mind, how the hell would I explain myself if Father got to hear, thank heavens no one bothered about my s*x life. Besides me, a sleeping Brielle who was spending the night with us groggily sat up and pushed back her hair.

“Get some sleep, Cassandra. Just forget you f****d the devil” she teased and I scowled at her, she always loved making things hard for me.

“Am gonna kill him” I seethed and Brielle chuckled.

“It is not entirely his fault, Cassie. You enjoyed it, didn’t you?” She pointed out and I made a face.

“Don’t remind me," I said and ruffled her hair, she smacked my arm and I grinned. We were silent again until she spoke up.

“What are you gonna do if you see him?” Brielle asked and I scowled.

“Confront him, tell him who I am, and probably kill him” I said matter-of-factly and She smiled.

“He is super-strong you know, you can’t take him” she joked and I glared at her and sighed.

“You are supposed to be on my side, silly” I chastised and she grinned.

“Oh I am, I am just saying you should look at this reasonably” Brielle advised and I shook my head.

“I’ve made up my mind bestie, I’ll give him a piece of my mind tomorrow” I said stubbornly and she sighed in defeat then shrugged.

“Whatever, now get some sleep,” she said and shoved a pillow over my head.

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I took a deep breath as I stared at Jason’s mansion again, I prayed he was home. I reached the front door and pushed it open, not bothering to knock or ring the doorbell. It looked like no one was home but I walked forward until I reached the one room where I had s*x with Jason, I wrenched open the door and entered the bedroom. At first, I thought no one was inside until I heard water splashing in the bathroom. Images of his naked body on mine flashed in my eyes and I shook my head, that isn’t what I came here for. The door opened and Jason walked in, a towel was wrapped around his waist, his wet hair was slicked to the side, and water rolled off his chest into his_____my breath quickened and I cursed myself for feeling this way. His eyes lit up when they saw me.

“Cassie! What a pleasant surprise” he said and kissed me, I waited until the heady sensation cleared then I slapped him hard.

“How dare you,” I said in rage and Jason raised a brow, his blue eyes darkened in anger but he calmly stared at me

“What did I do?” His voice could have cut glass but I was too angry to care.

“You i***t, you didn’t tell me you are a Hudson” I yelled and he raised a brow.

“So?” He countered, his blue eyes were like miniature storms.

“So? How dare you pig! You made me sleep with you” I yelled and he stared at me like I was mad. Maybe I was.

“For your information, you asked for it. I didn’t make you do anything” he said and I laughed harshly.

“Think I care. I am Matthews and we don’t sleep with Hudsons” I said and Jason reeled back, then fury and regret washed over his face, he looked very dangerous when he was angry. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed my neck and shoved me into the golden-tinted walls.

“Matthews?” He growled, “Are you a spy?” His voice was so cold that I shivered but I scowled at him.

“Get your hands off my neck, or I’ll call the cops” I threatened and he sneered and tightened his grip on my neck.

“Why don’t I just kill you here,” he said and panic flared up inside me, he looked like he meant it. How stupid of me to have forgotten how dangerous the Hudsons were. Jason removed his hands and opened the door.

“Get out!” He growled and I stared at him defiantly.

“This isn’t over” I said stubbornly. He scowled and slammed the door in my face.

This isn’t over.

I walked out of the house and drove off in my car, seething at how quickly he had overpowered me. I hated to be dominated even in bed. I loved control but ever since I met Jason, he had forcefully wrenched control from my hands even in bed. I closed my eyes tight wishing I had never met him. I would explain this to anyone that I had f****d my family’s sworn enemies. The Hudsons had a long history with us, even lives had been taken in our fierce battles. I got to the family billion-dollar house that was my home and parked my car. I really needed a drink right now, to clear my head. I rubbed my chafed neck and scowled, the bastard was certainly strong.

I climbed up the stairs, counting as I ascended. Mom was setting the table as usual, she glanced at my face and frowned.

“What’s wrong Cassie?” She said and I faked a smile.

“It’s nothing mom. I am just tired” I lied and grabbed a glass of wine and chugged it down letting out a moan as it soothed my parched throat. It was time to forget Jason Hudson existed.

It is going to be hard but with time____and we will never cross paths again. My mother watched me keenly and I smiled inwardly. Mom! Always treated me like I was still a little kid, except her little kid banged our enemy and stupidly went to confront him and always got herself killed. I smiled wryly. If it was s*x that was the problem with me, then there are lots of men that I could bang all I want.

There were lots of men like Jason and I could f**k them all if I want.