Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 56

My alarm blared loudly echoing throughout my entire bedroom and shrieking closely to my ear. | jumped up, my heart nearly lurching from my chest at the intruding sound disturbing my slumber as 1 blindly hit the snooze button feeling a strong sense of deja vu wash over me like | had done that before.

| rested my head against the pillow feeling myself seconds away from falling back asleep when the realisation had hit me. My eyes flew open staring and my hand reached for where | last deposited my phone. | grabbed it from beside my pillow and my eyes nearly jumped out of it’s socket when | saw the time.

It was nearly 9.30 am. and Dante would be here in half an hour to get us so we could leave. Without wasting any more time, | jumped out of bed kicking my legs over the edge of the mattress and rushing out of my room to wake Hayley up.

This wouldn't have happened if | had gone to bed earlier last night but between packing Hayley’s bag then mine followed by a vanity bag and a medicine bag, the hours had sI*pped away from me before | even knew it.

| crossed the hallway to push open Hayley’s slightly ajar door to find that she was not in her bed as | last left her. her bed sheets were still crumpled and unmade but there was just no sign of Hailey herself. | retraced my steps back out of the room and stood in the hallway waiting to listen if | could hear any sound from the bathroom.

even if | did hear any sound coming from the bathroom it would be really odd that Haley had not come to wake me Up. if anyone was amped and truly excited for this getaway it was her. however doing that consisted of the bathroom was pin drop silent but the same could not be said for the sound coming from downstairs.

it was not by any means loud and disturbing clearly since it was not enough to have awoken me from my slumber but it was enough to catch my attention. it was more shuffling and clankering off cutlery and crockery than it was actual noise. | frowned finding it odd if Hayley had takenly upon herself to fix her own breakfast. she was still a child and even if she had taken herself to get a bowl of cereal | would still find it very weird since it was not like her at all.

still in my pair of short and tank top | made my way down the stairs and forward the sound of the movement just as | heard hush whispers and a small giggle which | knew belonged to Haley, there was no way that she was speaking to herself let alone giggling all by herself so they were certainly someone with her.

it definitely couldn't be Nancy since | had sent her a text message early last night to let you know not to come in for the rest of the week. | decided to end curiosity once and for all as | close to distance between the bottom of the staircase and the dining room.

the closer | had gotten to the dining room, the strong smell of something chocolatey mixed with the dark aroma of coffee wafted through the air.

| stood in the doorway of the dining room to find a small spread lead out on the eight seater dining table. | noticed a plate of pain au Chocolat croissants, a bowl for cut up fruits, a pitcher of orange juice, and a small ceramic espresso cup. | was right. Hayley had not been alone at all.

ml Chapter 56

Dante had been seated at the head of the table with Hayley happily pulling apart the chocolate croissant and shoving a flaky piece into her mouth to his right, none of them had sensed my presence nor took notice of me until | had cleared my throat.

Dante had been the first one to look up from his cup of espresso with Hayley following his gaze shortly after. | but back a small chuckle when I had noticed the chocolate smear on the corner of Hayley’s I*ps that stretched to the side of her cheek which she was totally unaware off but any traces of my humour had vanished in to nothingness when | shifted my gaze back to Dante.

Awave of self consciousness washed over me as | felt his assessing eyes move of me from my face then slowly down to my n*eck before it dropped lower to my freely standing chest. His gaze paused. there and as if my b*dy was ever so aware of him, ever so responsive, my n*pples stood up in attention poking through the flimsy material of my tank top.

| crossed my arms over my chest to shield them feeling my sensitive n*pples rub against my forearm temptingly. Dante’s eyes darkened in a way that | was all too familiar with before he adjusted himself in his chair. | felt my inner S*xual self awaken in satisfaction for causing him some discomfort.

“Morning.” | greeted and immediately cringed at the roughness of my voice laced with sleep and desire.

“Good morning, mama.” Hayley greated me back as she still devoured her laminated buttery pastry but paused then to take a sip of her orange juice. | found that to be an odd combination but hey, she was happy with it.

| moved further in to the dining room and settled myself in to the chair next to Hayley. “Why didn’t you wake me up? | overslept.” | asked Hayley and she looked to Dante before she spoke.

“| was going to but then we decided to let you sleep in. We did do all of our packing last night so there is not much to do. | already took a shower.” She moved back in her seat so | could get a glimpse of her pink dress with a unicorn on the front.

“| see you have.” | said as | allowed myself to relax seeing as | just needed to shower and change up then we’d be on our way.

“There isn’t much need to rush. The jet leaves when we're ready. | just assumed that 10 would be a decent time.” Dante spoke over his cup before he took a sip. He then motioned to the spread on the table. “Please, eat some thing.” He offered and | reached for the croissant and a glass of juice myself with a side of fruit.

These pain au Chocolat were certainly bought from the most prestine and famous French bakery in the city. | knew it by look, that signature European buttery smell, and the taste of it had been just as | remembered it. It was a shame that | hadn’t eaten these more often.

| broke apart a piece of pastry and immediately the warm chocolate oozed on to my finger so | popped the flaky pastry in to my mouth before sticking my index finger between my I*ps to lick of the chocolate but the chocolate was thick and luscious so | go in for another lick to get it clean of my finger.

It was only when | had retrieved my finger from my mouth that | realised that Dante had been watching my every move with more than just the look of an observer. There was nothing observing

[e) Chapter 56 about the way he was looking at me lick of chocolate from my finger that was any thing but scandalous.

| knew right then and there that this was about to be one long, torturous, dangerous week ahead. and | couldn't tell if | was intrigued by that or opposed to it entirely but it did sent my heart racing and my inner self fighting between what | know and giving in to my whim and fancy.

By the next half an hour, | had managed to shower and apply enough make up to look alive. | threw on a flowy yellow sun dress with a beige belt and a pair of strappy sandals before wheeling my bag out of the room and the house entirely. Dante had a chauffer drive us to the private airport that he apparently shared between himself and a handful of other wealthy people.

There was never a moment of silence in the car let alone the first half of the flight. Hayley’s excitement had been on an all time high and she expressed her fascination for every thing. So far, she was blown away with how different a private yet was compared to normal airlines. She chose her reclining leather seat next to a large window and wiggled until she was comfortable.

Dante and | had laughed to ourselves observing her but we let her be to enjoy all of this. This entire trip had been for her after all. She might as well enjoy every second of it.

“The sky is so pretty! So blue.” Hayley said in wonderment as she looked out of the window once we were above the clouds.

| always counted my blessings that she was never afraid of flying not even one bit. | couldn't imagine how dreadful it would have been had she reacted opposite.

“| thought that you would be afraid of flying.” Dante was amazed by this, too.

Hayley turned away from the window to look at him. “Why would | be scared of flying?” She questioned like she could not fathom there would be any thing to be afraid of.

| suppose that that was because she had no idea of the rare atrocities that can occur with these big Sky cars.

“There are quite a few reasons. For one, the aircraft could-”

| cleared my throat. “No reason, sweety. It’s just that some times we experience really bad turbulence. You know when the plane shakes some times. | explained to her before Dante could. illicit a new fear of hers.

Dante picked up my drift and immediately nodded. “Yes, turbulence. It doesn’t happen all the time. Just depending on the weather but alot of people, even grown adults, are scared of it.” | rested back against my seat relaxing again...

Hayley thought about it for a short while before she shook her head. “Nope, that doesn’t scare me. When mama and | used to fly from Canada to America, there was this one time where the plane shook alot. It did make me uneasy but | was not scared.” She explained herself proudly and | caught Dante beam with pride.

If | ever imagine him with a child of his own, | would have always assumed that perhaps he’d be more inclined and able to work with a son as opposed to a daughter but it was clearly not true. He was so naturally good with Hayley and always made her feel special.

The aircraft had quietened down when Hayley dosed of to sleep at some point, Dante pulled out. his laptop after informing me that if | needed anything, | should ring for air hostess, before he got

to work.

| decided to catch up on some good of sleep. Sleep of which | had missed this morning and would love to make up. As | closed my eyes awaiting my slumber to over take me, | was made aware of just how relaxed | had felt in years. For the first time it felt like | was free for a week. No stress, no work. my child was with me, happy and healthy. There wasn’t a thing that | could think of to worry about at the moment.

When we had landed, Dante immediately worked on carrying the sleeping Hayley out of the aircraft without disturbing her and | followed behind him as we descended the aircraft stairs and headed to the awaiting SUV in which our luggage had been packed in.

It was the middle of the afternoon in Greece and the weather was absolutely perfect. The skies were airy and a blue with a gentle pleasant breeze that wafted around. The sun was warm but it was the type of warmth that made one want to tan in it and fall asleep.

The SUV had driven us along the scenic route and | fully expected to be taken to a resort and we were but it had been a private one.