For how long are we going to stay silent, indulging ourselves with drink?" I managed to ask.

A smirk formed across his lips, and he gently dropped the glass cup, resting his back on the seat backrest. "For hiding my daughter from me for five years, you need to pay me something more than that," he declared.

I bit my lips, and my gaze went downcast for a few seconds before returning to face him. I needed to be strong if I must escape this man, so I summoned courage. "Zayn, I don't even know how you came to your conclusion about my daughter being yours. She's not your daughter,...