𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘|(𝐄.𝐁)

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Ophelia's pov
I quickly changed out of my bathing suit, putting on my regular clothes in the bathroom. Nikolai sat on the bed, chewing on his teether. I walked out, seeing Erich drying his hair with a towel.

God damn did he look hot as fu-

"Ophelia?" Erich asked, and I looked at him. He started smirking.

"Daydreaming about me?" He asked and I scoffed. I walked up to Nikolai, holding him tightly.

"You wish." I muttered and walked Niko to his room. I laid him down on the changing table, quickly changing him.

After I finished, I held his clothes in my hands and laid him down on the crib, turning on the mobile.

Quickly enough, Nikolai fell asleep. I walked back into Erich'a and I's room, seeing Erich putting on a shirt.

"Can we talk about what the hell happened a few minutes ago in the pool room?" He asked and I sighed.

"Maybe, if you can figure out why I'm fucking pissed."

"I honestly can't."

"Well then figure it out."

"OPHELIA." Erich yelled at the top of his lungs, startling me.

"Shut up, Nikolai is sleeping."

"You're pissed off because I work too much." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm pissed off because you care more about your work then Nikolai." I said and Erich suddenly tensed, turning slowly to me.

"Don't fucking say that." He spat and I sat down on the bed, my arms crossed over my chest.

"Well it's true."

"I work hard just for Nikolai to have a good life."

"He has a good life." I said and Erich rolled his eyes.

"He needs his dad, Erich." I whispered, and he sighed.

"Ophelia he's still a baby, he doesn't know what's going on."

"Maybe that's true, but what if he asks what it was like being a baby when he's older?" I asked. Erich shrugged, and quickly my anger grew.

"Are you going to lie or tell him that his daddy ignored him just like his mommy did?" I asked and Erich's jaw clenched, his entire body radiating anger. I could tell I was pissing him off, and that was what I wanted. I chuckled angrily, getting up quickly.

"You're turning into your father, Erich, except you have all the money in the world. You're treating Nikolai just how your father treated you." I said and Erich grabbed my jaw, holding it tightly, making me jump at his physical outburst.

"Don't you ever, and I mean ever compare me to my father, Ophelia. He was a crack head obsessed alcoholic." He spat, and quickly my jaw started to hurt.

"Let go." I muttered, and he let go of my jaw. I wanted to cry, scream, yell, but I didn't.

"You have enough fucking money, Erich, why can't you just spend time with your son who cares about you?"

"Because I need more."

"More what? Money?" I asked and he nodded.