Donalds POV
I sighed, how would Mira understand what I was about to say to her? But the fact is that I can't send Danielle away, not when we've had a son together. And I also couldn't lose Mira and Sky.
Had that stupid woman, Danielle, listened, all this drama wouldn't have unfolded, I had asked her to stay low and that I would be providing for her and the child from afar, but who was I kidding? It's Danielle we were talking about here!
A gold-digging bitch, technically, her previous money-pumping boyfriend had left her, and she's now scouting for another to cling her claws onto. Unfortunately, that another, happened to be me. I had realized I was still in love with Danielle when I saw her in a town I was in for business. I'd never cheated on Mira before, but Danielle is an exception. I had loved her first. And I'm sure Mira loves me, so she'll have to forgive me, she'll have no other choice.
"It all happened when I went to some town for business. I met Danielle when coming out of a coffee shop, the hotel I was in, made crappy coffee. So when I saw Danielle, I felt pity towards her, she was messed up. When I asked her what was wrong with her, she said we should meet somewhere to talk. Later that night, we had met in a restaurant. I remember us eating, then talking while Danielle was crying over her breakup. Next thing was that I woke up in a hotel room, with Danielle and I stark naked. Which I believed had something to do with Danielle. Maybe she had drugged me or something, because I want to willingly cheat on you. You should know that, Honey."
I paused to let my last statement sink into her. She should know that everything I said just now was true...ish. True except the part where I said that Danielle had drugged me.
After we had eaten, Danielle had taken so much wine, that she couldn't even pronounce the name of her street. I could have had my men look into it, but I didn't. I booked a room for her to stay three nights just in case she didn't have where to stay, but I ended up staying with her those three days and throughout my business trip.
Danielle was drunk but I wasn't. She had kissed me after we reached her room, and it escalated from there. I was too drunk in the kiss to stop either of us. She woke in the morning and started hitting me saying that I had taken advantage of her. Then I silenced her with a kiss, which she gave in to, and we fucked again and again until I had finished business and left town. Now she's here to haunt me. When Mira hadn't said anything, I continued.
"So, after some weeks, she called and said she was pregnant. I had asked her to abort the pregnancy, but she refused. I didn't want an issue to rise where I would be blamed for cheating on you, so when she gave birth, I told her to please be quiet about the child and that I would be there for her and the baby, although from afar. But obviously she refused to do that too. Not that I hadn't been keeping my side of the bargain, but Danielle wanted more. More I told her I couldn't give, so she went to take matters into her own hands. She wanted herself, the child and I to become a family. I couldn't risk losing you because of her wants. I'm sorry, Babe."
She smiled so sweetly at me that, for a second, I thought I had gotten to her with my words. "Well, sorry to break this to you, but you'd already lost me the moment Danielle showed up with your son. I don't even care if you were just a sperm donor or if it was all a mistake, or if it was intentional, I will never deprive your son of the love of his father, because I know how desperate you are for a male child, so now you have one I'm not going to stand in your way. I would joyfully remove Sky and myself from being a distraction to you."
"No, Mira, you would never," she cut me off with a wave of her hand.
"Secondly, how could you ask her to abort a baby? Isn't that heartless Donald? Come to think of it, why did you even leave your contact info with her? Oh, maybe so she could call you after each breakup she experiences, which is not going to happen again because she is now here with your child. Perfect Donald, perfect. Well, now you have the son you've always wanted, you and Danielle can live happily ever after, because I'm sure you still love her, don't you, Donald? If I'm wrong, shake your head in disapproval.... Hah! I thought so! You sly demon, you know what? Make sure you marry your mistress because I'm out of this drama of a life. I'll have my lawyer bring you the divorce papers soon."
Did she just say divorce? And here I thought she loved me. "Nope, not happening, you're not leaving, not getting divorced and more importantly, not taking Skylar anywhere that's not my house!" At the mention of her name she looked up from where she was playing with her doll. I think she was named Maria or something. I waved at her, she smiled and continued playing.
"You really think that, I, I am going to stay here in this house, sit right here and listen to you run your foul mouth like an idiot? Then you must think I'm stupid, that I'm senseless, huh? You know what? You should probably tell Danielle. I said that she should feel free, from now on I'm not standing in her way, you're hers and she is yours. Oh, and don't bring Skylar into this! I am taking custody of her until she is old enough to decide between both of us, who she wants to live with. I am not going to leave my daughter here, so she can be maltreated by that Jezebel. You call your ex-girlfriend, or even, be neglected by you and your son!" Mira gets scary when she's angry. If I was someone else, she could have slapped me, but she jabbed a finger at my chest trying to drive her point home.
I almost had a chance at calming her down when I heard someone laugh behind me. "Ha ha ha, oh I'm the Jezebel, right? Then Delilah, care to honestly explain why, just after three days, I broke up with Donald, you proclaimed yourself his girlfriend? You didn't even allow us time to recover, you whore! Well, now that's behind us, I don't need your pathetic explanation anymore. Sooo, I just happened to listen to your conversation with Donny here, and you were planning on leaving right now, so go ahead, I need to unpack my stuff. What? Oh please, don't look so surprised. Of course, I'll bring my things. I am sure you didn't expect me to cower at the opportunity to live in such luxury, did you? Moreover, the place I just left wasn't convenient to raise a child in. You're a mother, I am sure you understand my point, don't you, Mira?" She isn't even ashamed to admit to being a gold-digger.
I know the place she lives in, because she picked it out, and I paid for it, furnished it and even stocked the place with enough food and provisions that could last a year. If the place wasn't good enough I wouldn't have asked her to live there.
She just wanted to stay in complete luxury where she didn't have to lift a pin, since maids flocked every corner to bid her beck and call. "Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night, please excuse me I need to take this call.... Hello? Yes, I'm Miss Ventpak. How can I help you? Jacob okay, okay, you're outside? Nice, I'll be down soon. Thank you very much, Mr Jacob... My ride is here, so if you'll excuse me.... erm... Kristen, please come help me with my bags!" Kristen is her personal guard and Skylars' bodyguard also.
"Mira, who is Jacob?" She glares at me so hard for a minute I think her eyes may pop out. She makes her way down the stairs while saying,
"None of your business, pleasure doing business with both of you. Oh, and Danielle, if you need parental advice, you know you can call me any time at all. I figured you might be needing help in the near future, because I'm not so sure if you actually know a thing about child care and all, so Ciao. Oh, least I forget, I'll be back for the rest of my things that I left in the guest room near the stairs. Don't bother snooping. I locked it with my fingerprint. Don't come looking for me, but you can speak to Sky through phone calls and video calls. I'm just being generous. Don't take me for granted. Sky, say goodbye to daddy."
Skylar looks at me, then to Danielle, then back to her mum and says, "Mummy, who's she? I don't like her." Danielle gasps beside me, and I have to hold her around the waist to stop her from lunging at Skylar.
"Baby, just tell daddy, byebye, so you won't see her again. I don't like her either." Skylar frowns at me, "But it looks like daddy likes her because he is hugging her. Daddy, why do you like her, Mummy, and I don't like her, so you shouldn't like her either!"
I purse my lips, still not letting go of Danielle, "Sky dear, you should like what daddy likes because daddy knows what's best." Danielle smiles at me while tears fill Mira's eyes.
"Okay, so you don't know what to like, dad, but it's not your fault. Not everybody knows what to like. Bye daddy," Mira smiles at Skylar before facing me. " Farewell Donald," and with that she leaves the front door.
Did Skylar just insult me? No I'm not sure. I stood at the window and watched as Jacobs' car left the driveway and out of the gate. I sigh and turn to face Danielle. I am about to tell her off when she hugs me, then kisses me. She tells me she is not going to allow me to miss Mira, and that she is here because she loves me.
Did Mira tell me this? No, she didn't, but Danielle is here, the mother of the son I've always wanted. I can't neglect her, she deserves to be rewarded for bringing me a son.
I shock her by scoping her up, she locks her arms around my neck and legs around my waist.
When I kiss her again she's full of joy. Mira says, 'Don't come looking for me,' why would I look for her when I have Danielle? Someone else would be devastated, burying himself in liquor, getting drunk because he lost his wife and daughter, but not me. I lost so I could gain more; Danielle and Ren, my son.
I brought her in for another kiss as we made our way up the stairs. A gasp escaped her as I bit her while twerking her nipples in my fingers. "Oh Danielle, you don't know how much I've missed you. Missed this, missed us. I couldn't stop thinking..." Danielle cuts me off by kissing me again. She is still that good kisser I knew back at college.
" You missed me? Prove it! Just shut up and fuck me Donald, bury your cock so deep in me, bang me so hard I won't be able to walk properly for hours… And you'll have to carry me to the bath tub to aaaah,"
She couldn't form any more words as I bit her nipple. I'll have to call in sick from work because something between my legs is begging to be free so it can fulfill its purpose, because that's what it's good for.