Chapter 1

She went to a club with her friends to drink for the first time after finishing her third-year examinations. Gabriella was a 21-year-old virgin who had never kissed anybody before.

She met a stranger at a club, accompanied him to a hotel, had her first kiss, and lost her virginity. She enjoyed herself. When she awoke the next morning, the man was gone, He left. She found out she was pregnant a few months later. She continued to go to the hotel in the hopes of running into the man, but after four months, she gave up. He abandoned her, leaving her to face the situation alone.

She dropped out of university to raise her son. She returned to school a year later to complete her studies and get her degree. She then saw the person she had slept with on TV and realized he was now engaged, as well as the fact that he was the well-known multi-billionaire Javier Hills.

What would his grandma do when she finds a boy who looks just like her grandson?

Chapter 1

~Gabriella’s POV~

It was late afternoon when I wrote my last exam for my third year. I was waiting for my friend Chloe and her boyfriend Alex outside. I was pleased to learn that next year would be my last year. For someone like me, I had to give it my all. I don’t have enough money to pay for my education. So, I made sure my grades were good enough to qualify for a scholarship. Chloe has been studying on a scholarship since she began university. But she failed several of the classes and the scholarship stopped providing her with financial assistance. Alex has been paying her tuition since then. Alex appeals to me. He has the funds and backs Chloe. They’ve been together since their second year and adore one another. Alex’s parents adore Chloe as well. They truly adore her more than their son. When the two argue, they always side with Chloe. I hope I can find someone like Alex. He’s very kind and so sexy. Chloe and I grew up together at the orphanage. We were both booted out when we were 18 years old. We continued together after that, but when Chloe reached 19, Alex moved in with Chloe, and I now have the place to myself while studying and working part-time.

Chloe yelled out, “Hey Gaby!” She was approaching me with Alex.

“Let’s head out tonight for some cocktails. We need to rejoice. Next year will be our last year, and I am not going to take no for an answer. I’ll be there to pick you up at 6 p.m.”

She didn’t even allow me to speak. I took a taxi to the garage, worked for four hours, and then returned home. I showered, put on make-up, and never went overboard with it. I always tried to look natural, so I wore my dress and high heels. Chloe’s instructions were to wear a dress and high heels. At 5:45 p.m., she texts me.

“Are you ready, bitch?”

I replied, “I’ll be down in 5 minutes.”As I walked toward Alex’s vehicle, Chloe and Alex seemed completely taken aback.

“Can you tell me where you’ve been concealing that butt?” Alex commented.

For me, Alex was more of an older brother to me, while Chloe was more like a sister to me. Alex was a part-time student who was also employed by his father’s firm. He was 5 years older than me and Chloe, and we were in the same class. Even though these two were quite protective of me, they also encouraged me to find a boyfriend of my own.

“I think you’re going to get laid tonight,” Chloe remarked.

"Oh, please shut up."

Poor me, I grinned. I’ve never seen a man naked, let alone kissed, let alone have sex.

Alex took us to the club, which was gigantic. He escorted us to the VIP session that he had reserved for us. Chloe placed an order for several drinks. Whatever she ordered, it was delectable and delightfully sweet. I couldn’t even tell that I was consuming alcohol.

“Hey, Gaby. Let’s get this party started on the dance floor. "

We proceeded to the dance floor. The DJ was playing Sia’s “Unstoppable.” I could feel people looking at me. I looked around the dance floor. I became irritated. Chole and Alex were kissing. I returned to the bar because I was so uptight. The dance floor seemed to be reserved for couples exclusively. I sipped my drink quickly. I stared at the bartender as it was refreshing and so fuckenly amazing, but I wanted something strong.

“I want something powerful,” I grumbled as I replaced the drinking glass on the bar counter.

“I can give you a tequila shot,” the bartender offers.

“Sure, give it to me.” I leaned forwards as he blasted me with a lemon. "How do you take this?" I inquired, with a grin on my face.

“Gulp down the shot,” the guy said. The tequila was burning my throat.

“One more,” I said as I repositioned the small glass on the bar counter. He offered me another shot, and I drank it as well. I surveyed the area. I wanted to twerk. I’ve always been a twerking monster, and that drink did exactly what I wanted. I returned to the dance floor, this time without caring that it was for the couples. I was wobbling my butt, and I could feel eyes on me again. For some reason, the gaze on me accelerated my butt twerking.

Is this what they mean by sexual desire? I burst out laughing.

I felt a body pressed against mine as I was swaying. I wanted to turn around and tell him to fuck off, but then he grabbed my a$$ and I wanted him to grasp the other pair. I could feel my pussy throbbing in the crotch of my thong just from that one a$$ grabbing. I was puzzled by how I felt. No one had ever grabbed my a$$ before. I had no idea how to react. Our bodies were swaying in unison. I was following his lead. He gripped my hand, which sent shivers down my spine. Then he whirled me around. My back was against him. He squeezed me close, then shoved my a$$ against his crotch. I swayed my hips to the beat of the music, gently gyrating at him. What am I doing? But then I shrug it off.

He swirled me once again, without letting go of my hand. Then I met the man who made my body feel things. He stood tall, with dirty blond hair and ocean-blue eyes. He had me completely enthralled. I couldn’t take my gaze away from him. He was staring at me as if he were gazing through me. He was stunning to a guy. I inspected his whole body. Wide shoulders have a good quantity of muscle; they are highly muscular. He had muscles that complemented his physique. A tattoo on his shoulder. I couldn’t tell where the tattoo began, but I was in amazement. I could tell he was probably 9, 10, or 11 years older than me just by looking at him. I didn’t mind. Then he said something.

“Mind getting some more drinks, baby girl?” I was still lost trying to assess him. He then swallowed and cleared his throat. I then realized he was saying something.

“Huh?” He smirked.

“Come on, let’s go have some drinks.”

“Certainly, sure.” Then I heard my friend humiliate me.

“You have to get laid tonight and lose your virginity.” I could tell she was inebriated.

“I’m so sorry about my friend. Please disregard her.”

“It’s okay. Let’s go get some drinks, or should we get out of here?” He inquired.

Chapter 2

~Gabriella’s POV~

"Let's get some more drinks."

"Sure," he said.

"Can you please give me what you made for me last time?"

"Sure, coming right away. What can I get you, Sir?" said the bartender.

"It's your first time drinking?" The hot guy beside me asks, whom I still don't know his name yet,

So I'm calling him hot guy, no scratch that spicy guy.

"Is it really that obvious?" I asked and he just grinned. God, his smile is luring. Whatever is happening between my legs, that's new.

Thanks to not having a boyfriend at 21. I laughed at myself.

"Yea, you seem to have no idea of what you were drinking the first time. He turned to face the bartender. Bring me a bottle of Russo-Baltique and for the lady a bottle of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande." The bartender's mouth dropped.

"Please give me 5 minutes, Sir. I will have to call my manager to bring the key. "

"Sure, bring us glasses. I will need some ice with my drink. " The poor man was trembling. I'm not sure why. We walked over to our seats. Our drinks arrived. What I was drinking was incredible.

"My name is Javier. What's your name? "

'Gabriella.'

"Gabriella is a beautiful name. I like it. What do you do?"

"I'm a student, and next year will be my last year. So, how about you?" He was surprised by my inquiry, but then he grinned.

Well, what was the need to explain about next year? You are very stupid Gabriella. It is no wonder you have no boyfriend, you give too much information.

" I run my own business. How old are you?"

"21." Just then, Alex and Chloe arrived to say their last farewells. When Alex looked at our table, I saw his mouth drop.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself. We'll check in with you tomorrow. We're on our way home "Alex said. "Please take care of her," he mumbled as he stared at Javier.

"Get laid today," Chloe remarked, but Alex carried her bridal style since she was so inebriated.

"I am so sorry. Please don’t mind…. " He wouldn't let me finish. His lips brushed mine.

My very first kiss. How am I supposed to kiss again? Is it okay for me to open my mouth?

But then I opened my mouth, granting him more access to my mouth. This man was gnawing my lips. I couldn't breathe. He took a step back and glanced at me.

Maybe I didn't know how to kiss, or maybe I let him down, but he gripped my waist and murmured,

"First kiss, Huh?" His words sent chills down my spine, and I simply gazed at him, ashamed, but then I nodded and walked away, humiliated.

"Where are you going?" With a strong, commanding voice, he inquired.

"I just want to go sit down."

"No, follow me. Let me show you a good time."

He took my hand in his and took me downstairs. He made a call, and a G-wagon came to a full halt. When we walked inside, he directed the driver to his suite. All the way to the hotel, we kissed. He carried me from the hotel lobby to the top level in bridal style. The suite was enormous. He sat me down on the sofa and removed my dress. I wanted to touch his body because of his massive broad shoulders, maybe because of his tattoo, but I was terrified. I slid my hands gently over his muscular chest. I was drenched. He then removed his jeans. He was just wearing his boxers, whilst I was wearing a bra and thong. As we walked to the bedroom, he held my hand. I was standing in the doorway, staring at him. He could tell how terrified I was. Nevertheless, he drew me closer, claiming my lips and demanding access. I granted him the necessary access. He inserted his tongue into my mouth. I yanked on the back of his neck. He sighed and pushed me into a deeper kiss.

He yanked off my bra, then my thong, and then he wandered up and down to my dripping wet pussy and clit. My fluids were gleaming all over his fingers which he'd been stroking me. I was confused by what was pouring out of my pussy, but when I watched him suck his finger, starting with the middle finger, index, then the thumb, he did that without taking his eyes away from mine. I was bewildered even more. He licked the corners of his mouth, then he began to clean me with his tongue.

This man, this man, is going to be the death of me. His tongue is so fucken talented.

I was trembling and groaning. He licked me clean. I was taken aback and felt sensations I had never felt before. He drove his tongue in and out. My legs became jelly-like.

"Javier, what is going on?" I yelled.

" Relax, my fox. Relax. I've got you. "

I felt ashamed of what I was going to say, but I said it anyway. “I've never done anything like this before."

"I know," he said, "but don't worry; I'll be gentle. Now lie down. I did as he said.

He started to trail slow wet kisses from my neck to my chest, placing a nipple in his mouth and suckling it greedily. I let out a soft moan, but in truth, I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, but it was my first time, and I have no idea how to respond when someone is devouring my boobs like that.

"I don't want you to control yourself, Gabriella. Never be afraid to be yourself while you're with me, my fox. I want you to groan loudly. You can't stop moaning. Allow yourself to moan loudly. Tell me to take you. If necessary, yell my name. You have complete freedom to do anything you choose to. I don't want you to be timid around me, my fox, and I especially don't want you to be shy when you want to do all of that. Do you get it? " I agreed with a nod.

He then walked down to my sex, licked me clean, inserted his tongue into my entrance, slipped it in, and began pushing in and out. I was wet again, but this time I felt like a jelly with no control. I was going insane. I arched back, but he pressed me down.

"Let it all out my fox." Fuck his voice.

" Javier, what's going on? I feel like I'm about to explode."

Chapter 3

~Gabriella's POV~

"Yeah, babe, explode for me, give me your first orgasm, burst in my mouth," Does he seriously want me to bursts in his mouth, is it pee coming, shit does he was to drink my pee, no no no, I tried to arch back, but I was pressed against the bed, he was a wolf and I was the prey. I stopped fighting.

"Javier!" I shouted, unable to control myself and what was going to spill.

"Yes, my Fox, cum for me."

"Javier..." I screamed, fluid poured from my sex, and I was completely lost. What was that? " I asked Panting. He just chuckled. Looked at me, fuck everything my sex spilled was on his mouth and he swallowed everything.

"Your first orgasm baby! tangy I like."

Dear Lord in heaven, what have I gotten myself into? This man is trouble. He is leading me to hell.

He then placed his finger on my door. I shrieked. Using his hands, he shoved in and out. I was coming once again.

"It's happening again, Javier."

" Yes baby cum for me, I was now starting to enjoy it. As I came again, I yelled his name."

He turned on the TV while shoving his fingers in and out, looked for sex sites, and asked if I could take him like that. I grabbed the remote and pressed the power off button. I removed his boxers. Well, I had an expert, Chloe. She was continually telling me how to suck a guy. She used to teach me with a banana, but I won't tell him. I kissed him while I stared at him. I wanted to make sure he felt the same way I did. I began with the cap, as Chloe had instructed. I began with his dickcap. I sucked it. I could hear him moan. I was ecstatic. That means I'm on the right track. Chloe advised me to try to take his cock all in, but there's no way I'm taking everything in. Javier was too big to be taken all in. I rubbed his shaft, sprinkling saliva all over it, and then sucked him. I was pounding in and out, quickening my pace. After that, I reached for his balls. I sucked his balls. I heard him moan loudly this time. He yanked my hair and started thrusting it in my mouth, then took his cock in. Then he shoved his sperm into my mouth. I swallowed his cum in the same way he did, and he seemed astonished.

“My fox, you are full of surprises. You just made me cum.” He grinned and lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Javier was enormous and towering, and I was like a kid to him. He carried me as if I were nothing.

He pushed me back up onto the bed. He claimed my lips once again, pressing his tongue against them, demanding entrance, and I gladly gave him access. My whole body was shivering. I then saw him smiling at me, caressing himself and touching his crotch. I was concerned as to why he was stroking his groin, but he just grinned and said.

"Getting ready, sweetie."

He sucked in between my thighs once more, then reached for my hot box with his tongue; I squeezed my walls, scissoring them. I yelled his name as he kept on thrusting me with his tongue. It was hard to control myself.

I released, "Javier!." I screamed his name. He then positioned his shaft at my entrance.

"Gabriella, this will hurt, but only for a short time. Are you ready?" With a nod, I agreed.

"Now, my fox, I want you to keep eye contact with me and look at me with every thrust I make. Never, ever, ever break eye contact with me. Ready?" He inquired once again, and I nodded.

He slid in. I screamed. My eyes widened. I was taken aback and looked at him. He waited patiently for me to get acquainted with his shaft. Instead of thrusting, he buried his face into my chest for over 2 minutes before sucking on my nipple. I was instantly soaked. He grabbed one of my legs and slung it over his shoulder. He began pounding in and out gently. When I saw he was going all in, I screamed once again. Our eyes were fixed on one another. He started thrusting me hard; It felt as though his shaft was hitting my lungs. It was hard to breathe. He then increased his pace even harder. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I was at a loss about what to do. I tightened my grasp on him, and I heard him groan. He turned on me while ravishing me, and my a$$ was up high. He was mumbling,

"Fuck," and groaning. I was hoping he'd kill me. He fucked me even harder this time. I was sobbing. I hopped on top of him and started riding him. He was groaning nonstop. He gripped my waist as though to encourage me. He dragged me down and put both of my legs over his shoulders. As he slammed in, his a$$ flexed. He dragged my head up higher. He was cumming, I could tell. As he hammered harder, I became drained. I yelled his name, which echoed throughout the room. He shot me within, flooding me with sperm. As he inhaled, I heard him yell,

"Fuck," and he glanced at me and kissed the top of my head. My whole body was drenched in sweat. He then asked me to come down so he could change the bedsheets. The bed had turned into a puddle of blood. He removed everything and replaced the bed covers. We talked. He inquired as to what I did for a living once again. Did he suddenly forget he had asked me this question before? Did my pussy make him forget everything? I pray he doesn't forget my name. I chuckled and answered once more. I informed him that I was still a student. He gazed at me as though he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He then inquired as to my age. I informed him I was 21 years old again, and he replied that he was 31. I felt uncomfortable, but I knew he was older than me. I told him which university I was going to. He hopped on top of me. We did it all night and lost count of how many times we fucked. We fucked till I couldn't anymore. I don't know when I fell asleep; I could hear his heartbeat while lying on his chest. It felt great to be that near to him. It felt so peaceful, and I was already head over heels in love with this guy. I was so certain of my feelings for him that I wouldn't exchange him for anything.

Chapter 4

~Javier’s POV~

I couldn't get to sleep. I was hot and antsy after devouring this petite sexy chick there. I promise she was nice. I stepped out of bed. I was about to take a shower when I received a phone call from Martha, my grandmother's personal helper. She informed me that my grandmother had another session. Gabby caught my eye. I didn't want to abandon her. Gabby and I had unfinished business, but I needed to get away. My grandmother meant a lot to me. I couldn't take my bath again. I dashed downstairs. I contacted my driver, Henry, and asked him to take the car, but he reminded me that I had instructed him to go home. "Fuck." I couldn't locate anybody to assist me to drive at 3 a.m., and the Russo-baltique I took was still on the system. I jumped in my car and hurried to the hospital, but I couldn't see properly on the way. I lost control of the car, struck something, and everything went blank.

~Gabriella’s POV~

I woke at 9 a.m. and attempted to move but couldn't since I had sex the night before. I tried to make my way to the bathroom, which I eventually accomplished, brushing my teeth and taking a bath. I went into the kitchen and living area, but Javier was nowhere to be seen. I waited until it was eight o'clock at night. He hadn't returned, and every time the door buzzed, I imagined it was him, but it was simply room service. After three days, I returned to my apartment and met with Chloe, who was pleased that I wasn't a virgin anymore. She was curious about Javier, but I didn't know what to tell her. I refused to believe the obvious, but the fact that his belongings were still in the suite gave me hope. When I returned to the hotel after a week, Javier was not there. I had left the suite precisely as I had found it. I continued coming back in the hopes of seeing him again, but he was nowhere to be found. The last time I visited there along with Chloe, the receptionist informed us that a man had checked out the day before. I was really disappointed, but I simply accepted it for what it was. I was just meant to be a one-night stand. We had a fantastic time, and that was the end of it. School resumed, and everything seemed to be going well, until two months later, when I began to experience morning sickness. I couldn't stand it any longer, so Chloe and I went to visit a doctor. I clutched the doctor's letter as if it were a ghost. I sobbed and wailed, bewildered as to how this was possible.

"You always have sex with Alex. Why are you not expecting?"

"Gabby, I'm on meds. I can't possibly be pregnant."

"What am I going to do, Chloe?"

"You're going to be OK. You've got Alex and me. We are here to help you."

"Where am I going to locate Javier? I don't even know what his last name is; all I know is that he has his own business. What have I done? Chloe, I'm not going to be able to do it. What about going to school? How am I going to raise a child? When I can't even look after myself?"

I regretted the day I met Javier because the anguish and regrets struck me hard.

~Javier's POV~

My car accident took place four months ago. I've been looking for Gabby all around her campus, but she's nowhere to be found. I'm aware that I won't marry her, yet I still desire her. There's something about her that makes me want to be with her. I never fuck the same chick twice. Even my girlfriend doesn't get to fuck me more than twice a month, but Gabby does things to me and makes me feel things I've never felt before. She wasn't even afraid to ride my massive cock on her first day of sex. When I met Sarah, she wasn't a virgin, but she couldn't mount me. What happened to my fox? Perhaps I should simply forget about her and get another sex toy. After all, life goes on.

" Henry, Turn the car back and let's head to my grandmother's villa. We haven't seen her in quite some time. We should also pay a visit to the flower store. Let's go grab some flowers for her."

"Of course, boss."

~Gabriella's POV~

It's been 6 months since I began prenatal care. I chose to get into photography despite the fact that I had no qualifications, and I've been receiving bookings ever since. I'm constantly completely booked, and I can't believe I've saved so much money in such a short amount of time. I've even relocated to a much larger apartment. It's not very large, but it is a three-bedroom apartment. Today is my check-up, and I've chosen to discover the gender of the baby. My pregnancy was quite long. That is why I dropped out of university. In addition, the scholarship was quite rigid. I signed a contract promising not to become pregnant throughout my scholarship. I received a text from Alex while I was waiting for them to let me know if they were downstairs.

"Are you ready, Mommy? We're waiting downstairs."

"I'll be down in 3 minutes." Alex and Chloe made everything easy. They were with me every step of the way, and I am thankful. I'm not sure what I would have done if they hadn't been there. We went to the doctor, and they were all with me, Chloe, and I wanted a girl, but Alex kept telling me that since my belly grew so quickly and I ate so much, it was a boy. To be honest, I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, although I prefer a girl. I'm still OK if it's a boy. We chose to find out the gender so that we could start decorating the nursery. My belly felt extremely chilly when the doctor put some gel on it. She then put what seemed to be a sensor or something on and moved it about, saying,

"You guys will have to see for yourself. I'm not going to reveal the gender, but the screen will."

We were all laughing and staring at the screen. The first thing we saw were some little balls, followed by a small penis. We immediately laughed as Chloe and I lost the bet. We agreed on a girl, but it turned out to be a boy. I was so pleased that I forgot I wanted a girl.

My son was born nine months later. Xander Xavier Parker is his name. Alex said that Xavier was after his father, and I couldn't say no to the godfather. My son is completely self-sufficient. I was really fortunate to have people that stood up for me and helped me financially and otherwise. I couldn't have done it on my own. Despite the fact that I was not financially secure, my son had everything he needed. Alex and Chloe were continuously buying him clothes and food. They were like Xander's parents, and they were always eager to spend time with him. He was adorable, and he had the same ocean-blue eyes as his father. He bears no resemblance to me.

Chapter 5

~Gabriella‘s POV~

When Xander turned a year old, I went back to school. I was freelancing and active with my photography. I was studying part-time, and finally, I graduated, and I couldn't find a job. I also wanted to improve my photography and videography skills. Xander and I agreed to go visit one of the shelters every Saturday morning. Xander was now four years old, and he was such a sweet little boy. Because I didn't have a car, I leased a studio near his school to take him to pre-school every morning and pick him up every day. Alex and Chloe married last year and bought a house. On Saturday, Chloe and Alex were hosting a barbecue, and we were invited. We took a cab to Alex and Chloe's home after visiting the shelter with Xander. We were the only ones there, with the exception of a few of Alex's friends. Since we were always looked down on as orphans, Chloe and I have never been very good at making friends. Due to the inclement weather outside, we chose to stay indoors and watch television. Xander was outside with Alex and his friends. We weren't paying attention to what was on TV or what was being said as we were busy talking about work, but I heard it.

It has now been confirmed that Javier Hills, the zillionaire businessman, is no longer reachable. Sandra Williams, his seven-year-old girlfriend, is now engaged to him.

When I saw Javier's photos on TV, my jaw dropped wide. I wasn't in the mood. About 5 years ago, he was dating someone when he slept with me. So that's why he abandoned me and left me in that manner. I screamed. I couldn't control myself any longer. It was as though I'd seen a ghost. Then it dawned on me what had happened. I was just supposed to be a one-night stand for him. Why did I make such a big deal out of it? I wiped my tears. I know he's alive, at the very least. If Xander enquired about his father, I would tell him that he is alive but is unable to join us. That's better than telling him I'm not sure whether he's alive or not. After the barbecue, we came home. I bathed and put Xander to bed. As soon as I walked inside my room, I started crying. What drove him to do such a thing to me? He had prior experience. He could have pulled out or used a condom at the very least. I appeared to be well throughout the day, but I knew I was drained. He had a girlfriend, so he should have been responsible. At the very least, I now accept and acknowledge my unimportance. I'm not going to bother him in any way. His absence has been beneficial to my son and me in many ways. We've been able to get by without him. He is completely unaware that he is a father. I dropped my son off at school the following day and went to work. Due to the increasing demand for studio photographs, my studio was recently filled.

With time, the studio became busier, so I added two additional employees, Logan and John, who were both outstanding. I was editing at my office when I received a call from Xander's school, who said he was experiencing an allergic reaction. I dashed to school to pick him up. I was terrified since my son had never been hospitalized before. When we arrived at the hospital, Xander was in bad shape; his body was swelled, and he was frantically scratching his whole body; he began crying, and everyone stared at me as I raced in. I accidentally bumped into someone and dropped my belongings while apologizing to her. I had to put Xander down and gather the items I dropped. Xander couldn't stop crying and I was terrified; he'd never been sick before. To my amazement, the lady made a fast phone call and ordered me to follow her, which I did. We entered the ward, which was equipped with everything. I shifted my gaze to the doctor.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't make a reservation for the VIP ward."

"Don't worry, ma'am; everything has been taken care of."

"By whom," I inquired of the doctor.

"I did," said the elderly lady I'd met earlier.

"Ma'am, you didn't have to."

" It's okay child, what matters is that your son should get treated. If you want to pay me, just take him to visit me. I live alone, and a child may transform a house into a home."

" Thank you very much, I'll definitely bring him." The doctor interrupted our conversation and asked

" What caused the reaction is pretty bad"

"They ate brinjals and chickpea curry, according to his teacher. I have never cooked that at home. Chickpeas and brinjals are two foods that I despise. That's why I was completely unaware that Xandar was allergic to it."

"Assist me with removing his t-shirt," the doctor said. I observe Xander's birthmark being assessed by an elderly woman. Then I heard her enquire.

" Do you have a birthmark like his?"

"No, I'm not afflicted with a birthmark. I think it's from his father or someone in his family, or maybe even mine, but I'm not sure." She smiled as she glanced at me, and I smiled back.

" Do you mind bringing him to me this weekend?"

" Sure, I can bring him."

"If it's okay with you, I'd appreciate it if you could bring him to me every weekend. My home may be monotonous at times."

"It's not a problem at all; it's difficult to get someone to babysit on weekends, so if you don't mind, I'll bring him and pick him up later."

We swapped phone numbers.

"Well, it's settled then. They gave him sedatives. He should be OK when he wakes up.” I thanked her, and she left, not sure why, but I feel like I can trust her with my son.

Chapter 6

~Grandma Falicia’s POV~

A young woman crashed into me as I was departing for my check-up with Doctor Abbott. No one dared to challenge me. I didn't respond straight away for some reason, which is unusual for me. My gaze was drawn to the child who was bawling. Javier, my grandson, looks just like that boy. He is like a mini Javier.

Is it possible that Javier has a son that I am unaware of?

I've been pleading with him and Sandra to start a family. I urged Javier to propose to that girl the first year he met her, but he refused to commit. I'm not sure why he decided to propose now.

What if that small boy is his child? After all these years, why hasn't he informed me he already had a son? How is it possible?

That birthmark was passed down through the Hills family. My grandson has a lot of good explaining to do. I picked up my phone and dialed his number. He was too fast to pick up the phone, so I asked him to stop by my house, but he said he was already there, and the helper informed him that he had gone to the hospital. We arrived at my home after about 15 minutes, and Javier was there with his fiancée, Sandra. I greeted Sandra and called Javier to my study.

"How come you didn't tell me you already had a son?"

"Grandma, what do you mean?"

" How could I have a son and keep it a secret from you?"

"Is that even possible?"

"Today at the hospital, I met a boy. The boy came in with his mother terrified. Just like you, he's also allergic to brinjals and chickpeas." Javier burst out laughing.

"Grandma, just because a boy has the same allergies like mine, doesn't mean he's mine, come one."

" Put an end to it and tell me the truth. How can a boy who looks just like you have the same birthmark as you, and share your allergies? Javier, how can you explain that?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm very sure I don't have a son."

"Are you sure about that? I'm 100% certain that boy is a Hills."

"I'm sure you'll be the first to know if I have a son, Grandma."

"If you say so, I'm not sure why I'm so attracted to that boy. He'll be here next weekend, in any case. I requested that his mother bring him. You are welcome to come over and see him for yourself."

I've never been more puzzled in my life after facing Javier. How come that child looks like a Hills if he claims it's not his son? Anyway, it may just be a coincidence, but something about that kid makes me want to get closer to him. We'll see as time passes, but I'm definitely not letting go of this.

~Gabriella’s POV~

I had an early meeting with Hills Group International today. They reserved my services for all of their old computers. They apparently intended to refurbish the computers and install the latest software before donating them to charity. As a result, I'll be quite busy today and tomorrow. I'll have to contact Mrs. Hills to have her stay with Xander. I'll go fetch him, perhaps tomorrow. I wouldn't want to go up and down after a long day. I wish Alex and Chloe had been there. They went to Dubai to spend their anniversary. It's been more than a month. So Mrs. Hills is literally a lifesaver for me right now. I'm going to acquire a car when I finish this assignment with Hills Group International. Xander and I need a car. I couldn't afford a car before, but now that I have this job, I know I can. I took out my phone and dialed Mrs. Hills' number. She picked up the phone after it had rung for a few minutes.

"Hello child, I was about to call you. I intended to despatch my driver to pick up the young man. Is he prepared?"

" Almost, I needed a favor. I'm sorry, but I didn't have anyone to ask since all of my friends are out of the country. I have a task with Hills Group International that I need to complete by tomorrow. Do you mind if he swings over for a sleepover? I'll pick him up the next day."

"Hills Group International, what are you doing there?"

"Oh, I service devices and install software on the side, plus I operate a little photographic business every week. They asked me to repair their old devices; they want to donate them to charity. Therefore, I won't be able to complete everything today."

"It's all right, child. I'll have Lucas, my driver, come fetch him. Please provide me with your address."

"That's fine." I gave her my address, and Xander was hauled up an hour later. I called an uber to Hills Enterprise.

~Javier’s POV~

Today is a rather leisurely Saturday. I contacted Sandra and asked her to accompany me to Grandma's house; she consented. Sandra dislikes my grandmother. I'm aware of this, and I know she'll go because I asked. I simply want her to know how wonderful my grandmother is. I know she's a lioness, but she's incredible. People are afraid of her, yet all she does is put on a frightening expression. She is the most lovely grandmother I've ever met, and I want to spend the day with her. I love Sandra, but I know she's with me for money. I don't care; all women seek money. I told her we should meet at my grandmother's house since Sandra's house was a little far away, so I got in my car and drove to my Grandma's house. Her servants were busy watering the garden when I arrived, parked my car, and went inside. My grandmother was in the living room, so I rushed directly there, and that's when I saw him, the kid.

How could someone look so much like me?

I raced to the kid before even greeting my grandma.

"Can you tell me your name?" The boy looked at me confused too, as I was

"Xander Xavier Parker." He provided his complete name.

"Do you mind if I call you Xavier?"

" I like Xavier more, but when I use that name, my mum always cries, but it's between you and me, right?"

"Right, high five." I dislike children.

They irritate me, but this boy is an exception. He's adorable. Sandra came in as I was playing with Xavier, looking at him as if she had seen a ghost.

"Whose child is this, and why does he resemble you, Javier?"

" I'm not sure where Grandma got him, but he's adorable." Sandra was clearly concerned, but Grandma just ignored us and left, taking Xavier with her. I'm not sure why, but everyone was treating the kid like he was a hill. He was well-liked by the workers. Except for Sandra, everyone wanted to play with him. I saw confusion mingled with hatred in her eyes. I kissed her cheeks.

"How was your trip here?"

"Not bad, Javier. Do you have a son? "

"I wish he was mine, but I have no idea whose kid he is."

"I don't like him." I was enraged by her remark.

"You despise a child who hasn't done anything wrong to you?"

" Are you out of your mind?"

"What if he's your son?"

"Does it bother you that he may be my son Sandra? Are you that evil?"

"No, I'm just stating the facts." I can't believe this woman's audacity.

" Listen, we came here to spend time with my grandma, and if you don't feel comfortable with her and that boy, you're free to go. Get that?"