Blood Or Love (COMPLETED)

Chapter 20

Anastasia's POV

"What!? How is it possible? Explain everything in detail Ana." He whispered. He looked in my eyes and all I could do was look at the ground. I wasn't ready to look at them again. No I can't. I don't want to. I feel the guilt of hiding his own sons for four damn years.

"Sit down first Ana." He grabbed my shoulder and tried to make me walk but I was rooted to the ground. "Why are you making things difficult!?" He asked, irritated , but I didn't answer. Surprised, I was picked up from the ground as he picked me bridal style and sat me on the chair. His chair.

"Here." He handed me a glass of water that I drank quickly and he sat on a table in front of me. I looked at the chair questioningly as I heard him, "It's still yours, love. Take a few minutes and then we'll go on with discussion. I don't want you to miss out even a single detail." He stated, stroking my hair just the way he used to, I felt a tug at my heart but I didn't feel ready to accept him back in my life all of a sudden.

"A few days ago... When I wasn't home, Rosie, the babysitter with kids, was at my place. Some men barged in saying they were my relatives and wanted to meet me. Gladly Rosie felt the tension and that their intentions weren't too right, she lied that I no longer lived there... Day before yesterday, I got a call from an unknown number and the person was asking me for a pendrive. Yesterday, when I and my friend, along with kids ofcourse were in the mall, I felt someone following me throughout the whole time. And this morning, I went shopping with babies since I was living with my friend as my place was no longer safe for babies. I was buying them clothes and they were playing with each other and suddenly Atlas asked me where Aiden was and he actually vanished. The store was shut, and reports were filed... But I can't rely just on the police. It's about my baby... How hurt he'd be... Would he be even -" I was continuously crying the whole time and he immediately brought my face in his chest so I didn't complete the sentence.

I know I was too weak to handle everything or even help my baby at this time. All I could do was cry and think about him. "You have a habit of recording calls, don't you?" He asked as I nodded, pulling out a hug. "Give me the recording of the call of that unknown person for pendrive." He asked and I immediately gave him. He heard it carefully and it felt like he knew who was behind it.

"Do you know him?" I asked fiddling with my fingers. "I guess I do but I want to make myself sure. You said you felt as if you were being followed. Do you remember any features of the guy? Even a small or single little one?" He pressed. "Guy was in shadow or dark the whole time. But I noticed a tattoo on the back of his hand when he was reading the newspaper." I answered remembering that weird tattoo.

"What was it like?" I asked, leaning down. "It was like a curved plus sign." I answered. Very weird but I am sure how it looked. He turned his laptop on and typed something. Then he turned it towards me and showed me the same sign. "Was it this?" He asked as I nodded furiously at him. Now I know I came to a perfect and a very right man for this job. It's the end of my baby's life.

"Lorenzo, will he be alright? They won't -" "They won't go to that extent. Don't worry Ana." I needn't complete my sentence in front of him. "Where are my babies?" He asked, smiling at me. I saw his smile for the first time in four years. How much I've missed it.

"At my friend's." I answered. He dialled a number on his telephone and started packing things up as his secretary walked in, whose eyes widened as she saw me sitting on his throne.

"Cancel all my meetings for a week and ask Dylan to handle the new product we launched personally. Don't call me or disturb me the whole week." He ordered everything in a breath and I kept staring at him.

"Come love. Let's meet our babies first." He said as he wore his suit jacket and intertwined his hand with mine. As much as I didn't want it, I wasn't even resisting it. He grabbed the car keys and his phone tucked it in his pocket and we walked in the elevator.