The Contract

Chapter 35

ᴅᴏɴᴏᴠᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴘᴏᴠ

"Sir, your mother is on the line." Stacey announces through the phone.

Checking the time on my phone, I see it's not even 8 AM yet, not shocking me enough considering who is calling me, the woman who I consider to be a nuisance from the day I could speak and decide for myself.

"Put her through, thank you Stacey." I say, with a sigh.

Answering the call, I don't get an opportunity to ask what she wants, or why she's calling as she starts to scream down the phone.

"Donovan, do you know how humiliating that was for us?" She starts by saying, her tone harsh.

"Do you have any idea how sick Jacob, your father is because of you!" "She shouts. "Have you any heart!"

I pinch the bridge of my nose, lean back in my chair, and sigh, in absolutely no mood for her erratic behavior so early in the morning.

"If this is what you called me for, I'm busy and don't have time for this useless conversation, Mary." Knowing exactly what she's trying to do. 

The call goes silent and I practically see her face red with anger and humiliation, her eyes closed and wanting nothing more than to raise her voice at me, but she won't, because I hold all the cards.

"You brought that boy into our house Donovan, you flaunted your filthy... fling, in our faces." She says in disgust. "You need to end things with him, now! Or I won't be-"

"Shut your mouth." I snap out, having finally heard enough.

"What I do with whomever I choose is none of your business, for the last time, if you poke your nose in my life again, I will take the life you enjoy so much away, I'm not going to warn you again." I promise, my voice hard and unwavering.

"Evan has nothing to do with you and me, I love him and that's none of your business."

"You..." She stuttered, in a shocked tone. "Speaking to me, your mother like this, do you have no heart?"

"Does the boy even know anything about you?" She pondered noisily. "I'm suggesting not since he hasn't run away yet." She proudly says while I picture a grin forming on her face.

"A boy that young doesn't want to be tied down with an older man, have you completely lost your mind, Donovan?"

I feel my nails dig into my palm as I glare at the phone, wanting nothing more than to wish I had never answered this call or blacklisted her number entirely.

"I'm warning you, if you do anything to Evan, I will take it all away." I threaten, my hands shaking in anger. "I won't warn you again."

She chuckles, making me clench my jaw. "I never thought id see the day my cold-hearted son would be chasing young boys." She says, making me close my eyes angrily as my nose flares.

"Oh, what would  THEY say?" She says, hitting my last nerve.

I end the call and sigh heavily as I try to control myself and the thoughts running free in my mind, of all the things I would love to do just to ruin her life, to take everything I've given them away, with a snap of my fingers.

The money... the houses, all the cars and vacations they've bought and paid for, with my money, and yet after everything I've done to help them get on their feet after the mess they've made with Alex, paying people off... and yet she continues to poke her nose into my life.

'Chasing young boys' I could almost laugh the moment the words left her mouth, because boy is she wrong, especially when it comes to Evan Beckett.

I never chased him, I didn't even want anything to do with him in the beginning, I'm 13 years older than him and he's a man, a gender I've never been attracted to in the slightest, but that was before I spent more time with him, and got to know him.