Vision Of Blood

Chapter 5

-SILAS POV-

I sigh for what seems to be the hundredth time today.

"Saint, sit down." I say as he runs around giggling.

I'm currently in my office TRYING to get work done but saint can't seem to sit still.

I roll my eyes. This fucking kid.

I stand up from my chair and walk towards saint, pulling him up and setting him down onto my hip.

"Hey, listen to me if you don't relax your getting a time out." I tell him sharply.

He pouts. "No timeout!"

I give him a look. "Then sit down and play with your toys." I tell him.

He huffs as I set him back down onto the ground. "Meanie." I hear his small voice mumble.

I raise an eyebrow. "What did you say?" I question.

"Nothing mama." He says, sitting down onto the ground and grabbing his toys.

I shake my head. Don't have kids I don't recommend it.

I round my table and sit down onto my chair, grabbing the papers that sit on my desk and start signing them.

As time flies more and more paperwork is done and I mentally give myself a pat on the back.

I glance up from my desk and look at the sleeping saint that lays comfortably onto the couch that is in my office.

My lips tilt, I glance at the time on my watch and realize that me and saint should be heading home soon. I stand up from my chair and unbutton my blazer as I walk towards the sleeping saint.

I lean down and wrap him up in my blazer before turning around and grabbing my purse. I place saint in my arms making sure that he is covered up and warm before making my way out of my office.

I look around the dark areas of the building, feeling wary as I walk towards the elevator, I feel the hairs on my neck stick up as I step into the elevator.

Not good.

I look at the woman who is also in the elevator and eye her. Maybe I should've taken the stairs.

She glances at me and smiles, showing her bright white teeth. She has dark brown hair and is kind of tall but honestly in the middle. She kind of reminds me of Camila.