A Deal With The Billionaire

Rivals from the past



EPISODE HUNDRED AND EIGHT

THEME: Rivals from the pastThis content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

CONNECTICUT, UNITED STATE OF AMERICA

“Tell me what do I need to do.” Tiana asked excitedly from the backseat.

Christopher had called her to fill her in on the situation at hand and she had gladly met up with the both of them at Benjamin’s house.

Benjamin gave her a grumpy look. “Why do you sound so excited?”

Tiana scoffed at him. “Isn’t it obvious I am about to teach that bitch who made my friend go AWOL some fucking lesson.”

“Well try anything stupid and then you end up in prison. Tell me about no one coming to get you.” Benjamin threw a jab at her.

Christopher rolled his eyes, wishing Raven was with him to shut the mouth of the two of them. “Can you both concentrate please? The only reason I need you both is; for you Benjamin to help affirm the allegations and as for you Tiana, I need you to help me keep her in place just incase she tries anything funny.”

Tiana tilted her head. “Although I am angry for how you treated my friend but trust me to help with taking out that bitch.”

“Do you have all the proof documents with you Ben?” Christopher asked.

Benjamin nodded his head positively. “Yes. Trust me buddy.”

“You both will get down from my car now.” Cristopher said.

“Why is that?” Benjamin sounded hurt. “If anyone is coming down it should be Tiana. This is between the both of us.”

“Weren’t you the one who invited Tiana over?” Christopher was really getting frustrated with the both of them.

“Wow! Really? You don’t say!” Tiana taunted.

“Shut up!” Benjamin said.

“Just listen you both, I will drive out first. You both can follow then. I will still like to check for some things before confronting her.” He explained.

Benjamin and Tiana stared at each other in confusion. Christopher was quick to notice their interaction. “You both don’t have to be like that. I promise not to do anything stupid.”

Tiana sighed. “Okay that seems like the right thing I wanted to hear.”

“Let’s move then.” Benjamin offered.

Just as the both of them stepped out of his car, Christopher drove out of Benjamin’s premises. He held onto the steering wheel like his life depended on it. It was still so unbelievable as to what Jessica had done to him. All he had ever done since he met her was show her love. He should have known better when he didn’t feel so much at peace like he did with Raven.

He wished all of the trouble hadn’t started in the first place. But then he wouldn’t have known Jessica for who she really is. His intention was to get the truth from her first and to find out if she could at least be sincere for once. He had series of questions to ask her.

Driving into his own home, he almost jumped out of the car. But he kept his composure before heading into the house. Matilda was nowhere to be found but Jessica sat in front of the TV stuffing her face with pizza.

“Hey baby.” Jessica called out to him as she chewed on a slice of pizza. “This tastes so good. Do you want some?” She offered.

Trying to play it cool, Christopher head towards her and kissed her lightly. “I will pass. I need to freshen up real quick. I had a bit of a long day.”

“Okay.” Jessica responded absentmindedly. She was watching a Netflix movie and was obviously distracted.

Going up to his room, Christopher closed the door when he got inside. The first thing he did was rummage through Jessica’s things in the closet. It was funny how she had made herself feel at home without any ado. She had to have been careless and left some sort of implicating evidence. He thought to himself.

Listening to footsteps outside the door, he kept up with his search silently. He pulled one of her bags out roughly and unintentionally and some campaign papers fell out of it. What stood out the most was what seemed like a sticky notes with some written contents.

Picking it up, Christopher scoffed at how unintelligent Jessica could be. It was true pregnancy does silly things to a woman. On the sticky note in Jessica’s handwriting was the list of men that could have possibly gotten her pregnant. One was Carmen Stratham, Brian Dufont and the last of them all Antonio Sanchez. Benjamin had been right.

Christopher grind his teeth so hard as he could feel his veins pop out in protest. Barging out of the room, he jogged down the stairs.

Christopher walked around her, he picked up the remote and switched off the Tv.

“What was that for?” Jessica whined, still holding what seem like another slice of pizza.

“Do you care to explain this?” Christopher gritted as he held out the paper to her.

Jessica recognized the note immediately and she resisted the urge to slap herself on the forehead. Trying to play oblivious, she shrugged. “What about it?”

He let out a wicked laugh. “Are you trying to play smart with me right now? You are fucking pregnant with someone else’s child in your belly and you are sitting right in my house like it’s your fucking place!”

Jessica gasped out. “It’s true that I am pregnant, but it’s yours Christopher. I was ovulating when we had those series of sex and I just found out today.” She stood up holding out a smile. “I wanted to surprise you with the news.”

Christopher sneered. He thought he had heard wrongly. “You must really think I am stupid. How long have you been sleeping with your boss?”

Still not giving in, she snarled. “How dare you accuse me of infidelity Chris? I have been faithful to you all the time we dated and even when we weren’t together. I wasn’t the one who went off to get married.” She snickered.

“I see we are playing the blame game now? Don’t let me warn you again Jessica. You have admitted to being pregnant. Now who is the father of your child?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Jessica insisted as she looked him in the face. “The baby is yours. I am only a few days gone.”

Christopher groaned inwardly as he was beginning to lose his cool. “How long have you been deceiving me? Two years or the whole four years I spent dating you?!”

“I never deceived you.” Jessica replied with a straight face.

Grabbing the center table by the edge Christopher threw it against the wall in anger. The glass shattered into pieces. “You lying piece of shit. How dare you drag me into your filth?!”

Jessica was also losing her cool, she couldn’t accept defeat from Christopher just for a mere writing on a piece of paper. “You don’t have any evidence to prove all that you are saying. I could sue you for defamation Chris. But I won’t cause I love you.” She mused seductively, moving towards him as she tried to caress his cheek.

“I should learn some deceiving traits from you Jessica. Are you a wind cause you just blew my mind.” Benjamin said from the door with an odd smirk on his face.


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