I slammed the door shut, and locked it, I walked towards the bed and fell back against it, I couldn’t sleep, I thought about my son, Isa, how are they doing right now, I miss them, now am a mother to these beautiful children while their father is so, I don’t even know what to say about him, one minutes, he’s calm and sweet then the next minute he behaves like a girl on her period

~The Next Day~

“I need to speak with my father” “no” he said roughly, sitting across from me in his office. What is it about all these rich dudes with an office in their...