What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

The Uninvited Guest

"You left them alone?!"

"For the third time, yes."

I was going to lecture my personal assistant once more, only to halt the second he did.

"Is someone blocking the wa..." I intended to kick anyone who was going to start a headache, but I stood confused at the entrance of my son's room. A rather quiet room that miraculously happens every once in a red moon.

"What do you wish me to do about it, sir?" Sameral asks, looking my way. He doesn't reveal what kind of expression I'm making. I don't reveal, either.

However, my son is in the arms of someone who keeps walking into my door like it doesn't stop her from entering, as if the door for the entrance is nonexistent.

She's gotten into my son's life the easiest, smoothest way possible. It is as if he cries for her.

I look to El; he's so close you'd think he wishes to exchange spots with his great-nephew. Who is this woman whom I mistook a dance of seduction as a sign of help, appearing before my minions, asleep, at every given chance?

"Have you run a background check on her?" I went inside the grand room of my son, Esden, and took him out of this unlucky gum of a brunette. She sleeps so peacefully each time, too; it makes me wonder if such relaxation can be a reality.

As I rocked my sleeping son, Sameral had already gotten out his tablet, reading what he found about the woman sleeping on the bed that was secured to the wall.

El, now, sleeps most happily in comfort in her embrace, whom she held from sleep-searching for the disappearance of someone from her arms.

I could look away... yet, her body language appears uncomfortable and still in search mode. My son wiggles around in his sleep while looking comfortable, but he still appears uncomfortable, so I soothe him the best I can.

"She comes out as an ordinary woman, your average 26-year-old business owner of a bakery made with her DIY ideas—ahem—which isn't the worst.

Ten minutes from your company at S St., lives in an apartment with whom she shares with a woman by the name Ginni Wu, with whom she'd become roommates." Sameral stares at her for less than a second and scrolls on his tablet for more information.

What I already know appears to be nothing special; she's just an average woman who made it through the business industry, runs a café decorated as a bakery with many DIY plans for her customers. She's two years younger than me, comes off more hyper and full of energy, as if she's been walking on sand with nothing hidden for a surprise attack.

Joining back to reality after thinking things over in my head, I realized Sameral had listed off more about her than I could have caught by ear. I had him repeat them.

"This is getting my head stuck in a dark cloud. Continue on the way to my office." I step forward, leading to my office, with my son sleeping soundly, with more discomfort. She must have been the problem. I just don't know how he calms down faster when she's in his presence.

"That's that. Boss...What orders do you give for our uninvited guest?" Sameral reminds me of Joell back in Esden's room, as we enter the office, cuddling with El, who has grown attached to her.

"Who's the uninvited guest?" Appearing by the door is a blonde woman in an expensive suit, all over; a rather annoying individual.

"Yourself." I spin my chair opposite my desk as I take my time reading my son's features. It's the longest he's slept.

"El is in baby Esden's room, sleeping with a Joell." I hear Sameral say. The other must have asked.

"Joell?" They didn't stand around trying to make one understand, since the other was already getting tired of always repeating the same incident.