The Billionaire’s Mistaken Prostitute Grief

Chase’s Point Of View.

Name : Amelia Raine Salvador

Age : 29 years old turning 30 years oldContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Mother: Adina Salvador, died because of a car accident

Father: Fernando Salvador

Her father works: Owner of a famous perfume company

Her work: Retired piano teacher

Stepmother: Cecelia Salvador

Stepsister : Chelsey Salvador

Her ex-fiance : Mike Velez, currently engaged to Chelsey Salvador

“I found out she’s the mother of Caleb and Aria and it looks like you already know who the father is,” Ryan smirked.

My grip on the envelope tightened because I couldn’t find the word that should be on the paper.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were a Dad already? Don’t you consider me your friend?” he asked again but I ignored him.

“She was once a piano teacher?” I asked while frowning looking at the paper.

“Yeah, I found that the kindergarten school your children attend offered her as a piano teacher, I just don’t know if she accepts it or not,” he explained. “She also worked before as a piano teacher but she quit with unknown reason.”

“She’s not a prostitute?!” I shouted and dropped the envelope before looking at Ryan who was frowning and looking at me, wondering at my reaction.

“She’s not a prostitute! Why would she become a prostitute if she has a good life?” Ryan said while frowning, and I couldn’t believe it even more.

I held my head and closed my eyes. “Fuck,” I cursed.

“What happened, Santiago? Why did you get her pregnant?” Ryan’s now confused.

“I mistaken her as a prostitute and I . . . accidentally r-raped her,” I almost ran out of breath while saying that. “That’s why she’s accusing me of raping her! That’s why she’s telling me that she’s not a prostitute! That’s why she’s a virgin when I claimed her that night because she’s not a fucking prostitute!” I added angrily.

“Damn it man! What did you do?! I’m speechless.”

My sense made me feel sick. “I was drugged that night, I just found out that someone mixed drugs in my wine that morning, Amelia was gone when I woke up. I was drugged when I asked my butler to send a prostitute to my mansion, I don’t know how Amelia ended up in my mansion but my butler brought her to my room,” I explained. “She’s telling me that she’s not a prostitute but because I was drugged I didn’t listen to her and still do it. I found out that my enemies in my company put drugs in my drink. Those cowards, that’s fine because now they are gone already.”

“But bro! You still raped her!” Ryan said in disbelief as he looked at me as if I had killed someone.

“She will really think about that because she didn’t know that I was drugged that night!” I said angrily. “That’s why she was so angry with me when we met because she thought I raped her, now I understand why she was so angry with me. She even slapped me! No one has ever slapped me like that!” I added.

“What’s your plan now? What you did to her paid off, you now have a child,” said Ryan. “Will you marry her?” he added.

“Hell no!” I quickly refused. “Why would I? She’s not even my type!”

“How about your twins? Poor children if they grow up without a complete family!” Ryan said annoyed. “Don’t tell me you still haven’t moved on to Anika?!”

I was silent and looked away, I heard him cursing one after another. “Santiago! How many years has she left you, why won’t you accept that she is gone?!” he said annoyed.

“You can’t understand my feelings because you’ve never had a girlfriend,” I said. “It’s not easy to move on, you know?” I added.

Ryan sighed loudly and leaned his back on the sofa before looking at me. “Will you tell Amelia that you were drugged that night so you were able to do that fucking thing to her?” he asked seriously.

“Why would I do that? It won’t change anything, right? She won’t lose his anger at me,” I answered and sighed. “So why should I tell her?” I added and he quickly threw the envelope at me but I caught it and gave him a bad look.

“Dumbass! She’s the victim! She needs to know the truth!” Ryan yelled in annoyance. “Let’s just say that she won’t lose her anger towards you but she should still know the truth, Santiago. It’s too late to say sorry but you have to apologize for what you did!”

I was speechless after hearing it, he’s right. Amelia is the victim here, but I know that if I show up to her at any time, she might end up killing me because of her hatred for me.

Because of thinking too much, I ordered wine and Ryan and I both drank, I don’t care if Celine would scold me after this. I need to release this stress!