🖤Skin To Skin.🖤

Chapter THIRTEEN

(DEAN'S POV)

Something odd came up in my mind with the realization that Larona has been "too quiet " since the last time we were together. I was thoughtful to a point that this sudden change didn't sit well with me.

I looked over my phone to check if I might find any notifications that was sent by her however, there was nothing. I growled in frustration and wonder what she might be up to. I was never the kind of man who chased women for communication or for clarity sake. My pride wouldn't let me to reach out to her therefore, I simply forget about thinking of her.

While I resumed with my tasks for the business day, I hear a knock from my office door. I hoped to see her figure walking in but unfortunately it is Nicole who showed up. She had heavy make up on with drastic curly weave that compliments her revealing outfit for today.

"Good morning Daddy." she greeted me but I've ignored her. "Ohh Dean please forgive me if you are still mad about the pregnancy saga. I came here in peace and not to argue with you." she softly pleaded. I looked up to her and paused from doing my work to lend her an ear.

"Our child, is ill and I am out of money to further buy medication for him. I'm here to ask for financial assistance." she generously asked.

"I cannot forgive you for such a betrayal that you caused. Look at you now begging for money to fucking maintain an infant. You thought that trapping me with a baby boy would make me see you differently from the times I fucked you? Clearly you're dumb enough to freely throw yourself to me for a nice time. But here we are having a co-parenting discussion. You are such a waste of time. " I firmly stated.

Nicole tries to keep her cool to prevent arguing with me and she says "You like to forget that you are such a dog who likes to fuck around even though you are well aware of the betrayal you are causing to Larona as a man. Don't you ever think I am below you when clearly you and I are just the same when it comes to getting what we want. "

I looked in her eyes for a moment and gave a smirk of her words. " I am a dog but here's the joke, you are the bitch. You were easily targeted and was easily discarded. What other value must I appreciate you for when all you can do is give me ass, suck my dick, worship my money and fucking be a mother to a child that I never agreed to raise you with. "

I saw her eyes starting to gloss from the formation of tears and slowly those tears streams down her cheeks. Without being bothered by that, I took out few rolled bands of money in my office drawer that I kept temporarily and given it to her. Peacefully I resumed working on my laptop while ignoring her physical presence.

She silently grabbed the money and put it in her purse. She stands up to tower my seated body and opens her mouth. "Fuck You Dean. I cannot believe you are this sick of a person. I most definitely regret ever meeting you."

I leaned my head back to my chair in aim to see her face. I chuckled from her offensive words and said "You never regretted me when I was fucking you good right? You never regretted meeting me when I spoiled you with luxury too. Now that your hormones are all over the place due to your consequences from your decision making as a woman, you are here to try and hurt my feelings? Just fucking zip your mouth and go be a savior to my sick son respectfully. "

She stormed off from my office and peace was restored in my office space.