Yal already know what it is let's get into it. Now yal know I said Sam is going to piss yal off on these next few chapters but yal gotta bare with me ok, "keep holding on" I just want to say I sung that lol
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By the time Sam arrived, it was late evening. The crowd at the cafe has thinned and Santana has completed her calls to all of Mercedes's friends and relatives who had RSVP. lt was not easy convincing them that she was not pulling a prank on them. Of course, almost all of them were shocked and had demanded to know what had happened.
She glossed it over with "irreconcilable differences" and quickly hang up with the excuse that she had more calls to make. If inviting guests for a last minute wedding was hard, calling them to cancel the wedding three days before the wedding was a nightmare.
When Sam strode in, larger than life, his very presence commanding attention and turning heads, Santana immediately stood up.""Il leave both of you to it, Il be waiting outside," she said and hurriedly left. She gave Sam a warning glare as she walked pass him. His handsome charms were lost on her.
"You hurt her again, I will make sure you regret it." she hissed at him.
He raised at eyebrow at her but did not respond. Mercedes saw him walking in and refused to look at him. She stared at her clasped hands on the table.
He sat down across from her and leaned back casually. He studied her silently. It was as if they were a couple of friends meeting for a cup of coffee.
She cleared her throat and glanced at him. His expression inscrutable but his cobalt eyes were glinting dangerously. She screwed up her courage. It's not like he is a monster and that he will eat her up.
"I think we should cancel our wedding" she said in a rush.
He raised an eyebrow but did not say anything.
"I mean, I have called all of my relatives and friends. Our wedding is cancelled because I am not marrying you," she said heatedly.
"If that is what you want" he said, his tone bereft of
She took a deep breath. She might as well tell him any feelings. how she felt. "Yes, that is what I want.You made hurtful accusations against me and I can't marry someone so hurtful, so venomous, and I am moving out" she said.
His face remained expressionless although his eyes darkened considerably. "We will see about that" he said."Once I confirm the baby is mine, you will have to live in my house until she is born" he said, making no attempts to hide the sex of the baby.
She was both elated that it's a girl and yet angry that he had to drop the gender of the baby like this, How childish. She's going to have a beautiful baby girl, maybe with his brilliant blue eyes. She pushed the elation aside and put a pin on it for now. She will celebrate with Tana later.
"No, I refuse to live with you, not when you are such a hurtful bully and you accused me of things I never did and would never do," she said.
He studied her silently for a moment. "We won't be living together if that is what you are worried about. You will be living in my house in the suburbs and I will be in the city" he said.
It would be like another golden cage. Far away from her workplace. Far away from her best friend Santana. She shuddered at the thought. "No! I refuse to move there! I have a job here and I have Tana here, I refused to be confined in some luxurious prison in the suburbs," she said angrily.
"Are you sure it's not because of your ex, Puck? You want to stay close to him?" he asked sardonically. His eyes cold and icy.
She wanted to slap him,And kick him,And pour a whole mug of hot chocolate over his head. She reined in her rising anger.
"As I've said before and you've signed the prenup, I don't want my child to be born out of wedlock so we will be married for a very short time, until she is born and after that, we can file for divorce," he said.
She laughed at the irony of it. What century is he from? To think that he is a tech billionaire and yet to have such an antiquated idea of getting married so that their child is legitimate. "You know, you sound ridiculous. It doesn't matter whether we are married or not. She is still your child even without the marriage certificate. But no, I will not marry you because of the baby and no, she will not carry your last name, she is also my child, I am carrying her, not you," she said vengefully.
His face darkened and his eyes were almost black with rage at her words. He grabbed her hand and held on to her. "You will come back with me tonight and listen to me, my child will not be born illegitimate. She will have my last name" he said.
She easily pulled her hands away. Despite his icy anger, he was not rough with he. She was not cowed by his anger. She too was angry.
"l said I am not going back with you. I refused to live with you, I doubt you'd be a good father to my daughter, you practically called me a whore without using the word," she said accusingly.
Her words seemed to stun him. He ran his hand through his hair. He let out a sigh. His rage seemed to have drained out of him. He looked up at her, his eyes had softened somewhat but still inscrutable. "This is what I meant about us not getting along. We are practically strangers after all," he finally said softly.
This time, he took her hand gently in his and squeezed it slightly. She gaped in surprise. It was as if he had split personality. He was filled with rage just a second ago and now, suddenly, he looked apologetic. Did he have a switch that can turn off his rage so easily? What is he? A psychopath? She looked at him warily.
He brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it gently. Despite her anger and wariness, she felt an electrical current passed through them.
"l truly apologise for what I said earlier. I don't know what came over me" he said sincerely.
Or at least, she assumed he was sincere. She was still in shock that he had switched from cold rage to apologetic in just a matter of seconds.
"You are right.We can't get married like this," he admitted."But, will you reconsider staying with me again?"
"But...you...why did you accuse me of being a gold digger?" she asked, tears welling up, his earlier accusations still hurt.
He hung his head, as if remorseful. "l am aware of what I said earlier and all I can say, my judgement was clouded, I didn't mean it," he said. He gazed at her, his eyes now a blazing blue, clear and sincere. There was no sign of the rage and anger just moments ago.
She pulled her hand free and eyed him warily. She is suddenly scared of him. His sudden switch from rage to apologetic was freakishly weird.What if he is a psychopath? But he did apologise and he sounded sincere. It alleviated some of her anger but she was still hurt and wary.
"I think it is best we don't live together for now," she finally said.
"Are you sure? Can we at least try to make it work?" he asked.
That was another shock. It was as if she was talking to another person. This doesn't sound like Sam at all. He would never beg and he almost sounded like he was begging her. She narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously.
"Fine. If that is what you want, so be it. I'Il have Janet pack up your things and Kat will send it over to wherever you are staying" he finally said when she didn't reply. His tone is icily cold again.The glint of anger is back in his eyes.The apologetic look was gone.
Her eyes widened in amazement.What is going on? What is he? Did she almost marry a psychopath "How...what..." she stammered.
His lips curled in amusement at her confusion."Like I said. We barely know each other and this is your first glimpse of who I really am" he said."Now, you understand why I said we may grow to hate each other and our marriage may not last," He gave a short bark of bitter laugh."You moved in for a day and now you already hate me and you can't get away fast enough,"
Despite his cold demeanour, she sensed a world of pain in the way he said it. t was as if he was expecting her to reject and hate him, that he was not anyone worth loving at all.All her thoughts of him being a psychopath was abandoned.
She imagined a hurt little boy putting on a brave front and building up walls to protect himself from rejection. She almost wanted to reach out and hug him. He is not a psychopath. He is probably pushing her away in fear of rejection.That must be it.
"Are you sure,cedes ? I mean, he's an asshole!" Santana protested.
Mercedes nodded.Though she was uncertain if she had made the right decision. She had agreed to move into Sam's house in the suburbs. She had agreed to be confined in the golden cage.All because she wanted to give Sam another chance. She wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. She couldn't believe that he is a psychopath. He was sweet at some moments.
They may not be getting married but he is still their baby's biological father.At the very least, she wanted the baby to have a father.
"You're not marrying him so I don't see why you need to move into his mansion in some godforsaken place, some rich men's suburbs or whatever," Santana said.
"I just wanted to give him a chance, I mean, he wasn't always all that mean to me, in fact, he was kinda sweet to me most of the times," Mercedes said.
Santana rolled her eyes."So what if he slaps you around and will you allow it because he's nice to you sometimes? Please, cedes, you are making a huge mistake,"
Mercedes tried to explain to Santana what she had felt instinctively. Sam could be cold with rage but he was never once physically abusive. Yes, he could be cold, And yes, he did use sex to coerce her. But, she doesn't believe that he was really just a manipulative heartless person. She is certain that he had been hurt and was merely acting out to protect himself. She just couldn't believe that he is as cold and heartless as he appeared to be. The sudden switch of emotions notwithstanding. He could just be putting on a show, for all she knows.
"But, what about your job? It's two hours away, it is ridiculous to be travelling two hours to work and two hours back daily, even if he gave you a personal chauffeur," Santana said.
They are still sitting at the cafe. Sam was waiting outside. She had asked him to give her some time to talk to Santana before she tells him her decision. Santana had spent the past 30 minutes to convince her to leave him.
"I mean, you broke off your wedding, you are not marrying him, why would you want to move in with him?" her friend asked.
"We are not actualy living together...he will be living in the city and I will be in the house two hours away" she replied.
"You mean, in a prison of a mansion? Away from your friends, away from your office...this just stinks of an abusive motive, he meant to keep you alone there, isolated and reliant fully on him, do please think this through." Santana pleaded.
She thought about living in a huge mansion in some quiet suburbs with only servants for company. She shuddered. Maybe she should change her mind. She must have been insane to even consider it for a while.
Then she thought back to the luxurious condominium and her room connected to his via their wardrobes. She supposed he will not be walking into her room if she set that as a ground rule. Or maybe she could ask for a lock for the connecting doors. She could keep it locked.
"Maybe you are right. Maybe I will just stay in the city with him," she finally said.
Santana spluttered in anger.
"Cedes! I have a spare room in my apartment. It's probably not as luxurious as his but you will be safe with me," she said.
"I just wanted to give him a second chance, Tana,"Mercedes said. She tried to find the words to explain what she thought had led to his behaviour earlier.
"Look, you can give him a second chance through dates, you can start dating but not living together, so that he won't coerce you into anything" Santana suggested.
Mercedes thought it over. Santana was right. She could give him a chance but that doesn't mean she has to stay with him.They could date like a normal couple. She dated Puck for a decade and they never lived together.They occasionally spent the weekends together but that was all. He often said he needed his "own space". Now she knows why he needed"space"...so that he could go around screwing her best friend behind her back.
Who knows how many others he had slept with behind her back. She discarded any thoughts of Puck. He had turned uncharacteristically violent and nasty. "Okay, I will move in with you for now, while I look for another place to live, I am sure my landlord has already leased out my old place," she said."l suppose you are right, I shouldn't be living with him, not after what happened today"
Santana was delighted by her decision."Come, lets go tell Mr Billionaire your decision, l can foresee he will not be pleased," she said.
They got up together and head for the door. Santana linked her arm with Mercedes's, as if to lend her some courage to face Sam. He was lounging against the wall, watching the traffic, looking relaxed as if he doesn't have a care in the world.A dashing debonair air about him.A few women passing by gave him meaningful looks and tittered when he glanced at them cursorily.
The two friends walked up to him. Mercedes lifted her chin defiantly while Santana was shooting daggers at him with her eyes.
"l am moving in with Tana," she said. He lifted an eyebrow and waited for her to continue. His eyes lidded and watchful. Santana squeezed her arm encouragingly. "I still believe we can give our relationship a go, maybe we moved too fast so we can slow down and take it one step at a time, perhaps we can start dating first," she said.
His face remained expressionless but his body looked tensed, as if coiled in preparation to strike, like a snake. He pushed his hands into his pockets casually. "If that is what you want" he said, his tone placid. "Actually, I have another proposition. We can remain as acquaintances, but of course, I will foot all of your medical bills and provide you a living allowance for carrying my child, if she is my child," He walked up to them and his eyes bore down on her, staring deep into her soul.
"However, when the baby comes, she lives with me, you are allowed to visit anytime as her biological mother, of course," he added.
What? No way he is taking her baby from her! She will never allow it. She flushed in anger and opened her mouth to tell him off.
"But, if you move back in with me now, we can play the happy family you seem to have in mind and we will all live together, you, me and baby." he said before she went into a tirade.
"You are just a bully! How dare you use the baby to blackmail her to stay with you so that you can abuse her!" Santana said accusingly, pushing Mercedes behind her while she stood up to Sam, glaring at him belligerently. "She is the mother and you are not married so even if you challenge her for the child's custody, the courts will favor her as the biological mother"' she added.
He shrugged."I call it an encouragement, a reward, not exactly blackmail" he said."I have no intention of dragging my child through the court system and I am sure Mercy would not want that too," he added drolly.
Santana turned to Mercedes ."You can't let him manipulate you this way, it's wrong!" she said.
Mercedes didn't want to go to court to fight for her baby. Social services might even take her baby away. It could turn ugly. He has all the means in the world to drag it out in court while she doesn't have anything. Her meagre savings are barely enough compared to his billions, but she was seeing RED.
She pushed Santana aside. She should fight her own battles. Santana meant well but it is her life and her baby.
Tana, just let me handle this for now, okay?" she said to her friend.
Santana looked like she wanted to say something but she stopped herself. She nodded."Fine, I will leave you two to talk it out privately, I will be nearby, just holler if you need me" she said and walked a distance away.
Mercedes turned to Sam. He looked bemused. Like a chameleon, his mood had changed yet again. He looked as if he was bout to say something but before he knew it Mercedes brought her hand up to his face and smacked him.
"This is the last time your going to try and bully or threaten me when I try to make decisions for myself, I have put up with to much of this". "So, if I come back with you, what does it mean? Are we a couple? Am I just someone carrying your baby? What?" she asked. She wants to know where they stand now.
"I will leave this for you to decide. You can choose where you want to stay, you can move to another room if you don't want to be too close to me, you can move to my other building in the city if vou so desire or to the suburbs." he said enigmatically.
What does that even mean? Does he even want their relationship to work or he just doesn't care? Maybe what they had was just sex, Nothing else. He obviously doesn't have any feelings for her the way he vwas behaving now.
She felt her heart twist at the thought that this man before her did not even have a tiny bit of feelings for her. She swallowed, She can't be in love with him. They barely know each other. She tried to convince herself it was just lust. It was only physical attraction between them, nothing else. The electrical current between them was just pure lust. sexual attraction.
"Remember, I told you I don't believe in love. We can date like you suggested butI will see it as companionship, nothing else, we can be lovers and that, we know, is pure lust and sex" he continued. So, what will it be? She looked at him and her pulse quickened at the way he was looking at her. She was certain she caught a fleeting look of longing in his eyes but it was gone. His face remained inscrutable. Had she imagined it? She tooka deep breath.
She agreed to go back with him. On one condition, that they try to at least make it work. Even if they don't end up married, at least they should be on good terms. Of course, the phenomenal sex is an added bonus, she thought, although she did not say that out loud.
"I don't mind staying in that room next to yours but I suppose we should have some boundaries, I promise I won't go into your room unannounced and you will do me the same courtesy" she said.
She rattled off a whole list of conditions while he listened intently, his expression not giving away what he thought of her conditions.
When she finished, he chuckled.A deep throated rumble that slid down her spine like creamy hot chocolate, warming her heart down to her toes. His eyes were ablaze with amusement.
Then it is agreed. Shall we go now?" he said and offered her his arm gallantly. He seemed relieved, even happy, that she had agreed to go home with him. She took his arm tentatively and his hand covered her hands, briefly squeezing it. She felt a thrill of current passed between them through their connected hands.
Maybe he does have a tiny bit of feelings for her, that's why he was happy that she is going back with him, she thought hopefully. She will need to figure out what makes him tick because so far, he is a huge enigma.
She turned to Santana and the other woman hurried to them. "So, all done? What will it be?" she asked, looking at both of them and their linked arms.
She told Santana her decision, fully expecting her to protest but Santana seemed to understand. She nodded quietly but she appeared disappointed.
"Well, you know how to get me, it's late, I am tired and I have a few other people to call and cancel, so, lets call it a day" she said. She looked at Mercedes intently. "Just remember, you can change your mind anytime," she said.
"I know, I love thanks for being a great friend" the two hugged and Then Santana turned and walked away.
Mercedes and Sam walked to his car together. Like a regular couple. Once they are both inside. She took off the engagement ring and handed it to him. "I suppose I better return this, it is not right for me to keep wearing it now that we are not getting married." she said.
He took it and then took her hands and slid it back on her ring finger."Keep it for now, we will have to keep our engagement ruse, I can't afford any nasty gossip about my personal life, especially not in the press," he said.
A thought occurred to her. Is that why he wanted her move back in with him? For appearance sake? To keep his reputation intact? Was that all she was to him? She didn't want to believe it. She studied his profile. He had taken out his phone and was jabbing at it furiously.
"Now that you've decided to cancel the wedding,I will get Mike to do the necessary" he said to her without looking up.
She turned away and looked out the window. She was unsure about how she felt about him. She was hurt and angry earlier but the anger had drained off. She is still hurt that he had more or less called her a gold digger and yet she wanted so badly to be with him. She wanted so badly to make it work with him. She wanted so badly for them to be a family.
What is wrong with her? Had she really fallen for him after spending so little time with him? Was it really just the sex or something more? She didn't know. Perhaps staying with him will reveal the truth.
Maybe they will get the lust out of their svstem soon enough and then. they will see. Maybe she won't even feel a thing for him once the lust is gone. But then, was she so shallow that she actually thought they are in love because of sex She is so confused.
Sam suddenly took her hand in his and held it up to his lips. He kissed her hand gently. She turned to him, surprised by his sudden gentleness.
"Look, mercy. I know I hurt you earlier. I am sorry" he said. "When I saw him chasing after you, all rational thoughts flew out the window and it was as if I turned into this uncontrollable beast,". "l don't know what lI was thinking to say those things to do but I want you to know that I did not mean it" he said contritely. He placed a hand on the slight bump on her belly.
"I was initially furious that you had gotten pregnant but then the thought of having a child of my own, it changed me, so I don't think I can accept it if she is really not mine, I wanted her to be mine from the moment we saw her on that ultrasound," he said with feeling. "Also, I apologise for revealing her gender to you like this, it was careless of me" he added.
She didn't know what to say. Sam sounded so genuine and sincere. Maybe she should let bygones be bygones and they could start of new.
"I am still hurt.You know very well I don't care about your money so it hurt that you accused me of trying to cheat you of our money, your words are emotionally abusive"she told him.
He stretched his arm around her and hugged her to him. "I apologise, I will try to control my temper from now on and not do anything to hurt you or our baby," he said.
He planted a soft kiss on her forehead. She dragged in a ragged breath. She is consciously aware of his arms around her, his musky scent assailing her, his hard warm body close to hers. Her heart was thumping so loudly she is certain he could hear it.
Her senses are tingling from his hug. She felt a sense of longing unfurling deep inside her and her desire bloomed. She wanted to slap herself. She was supposed to be hurt and still miffed at him and yet here she was, wanting him to do the nasty with her, right in the back seat of a car.
She pulled away from him and swallowed, pushing down the red hot desire deep in the pit of her stomach. It must be the pregnancy hormones. It's making her sex crazy.
"1...err...think...we should take it slowly this time," she said, despite her senses going crazy. She so longed to snuggle into his arms and kiss him deeply. Yet, she must not. She must not let her crazed lusty hormones get the better of her.
He smiled and agreed with her. He moved a few inches away from her to give her space.Then, his phone rang and he picked it up.
"Kitty, it's been a while, are you back in New York?" he smiled into the phone, his tone soft and affectionate.
She wondered who this Kitty is. He had never spoken in such an affectionate tone to her.
"Yes, my dear girl, I am still living there. Of course, yes, you can, anything for you," he said, lowering his voice and turning away from Mercedes.
Mercedes is now full of questions. Who is Kitty and why is she asking where Sam is living. Why is Sam so friendly with her. In fact, he sounded like he was talking to a lover,Was she an old girlfriend? A lover? Maybe even a current girlfriend? She had heard of billionaires having a whole host of girlfriends even if they are married.
She imagined Sam kissing another woman. Undressing her. Pushing her against the slick bathroom wall as he pumped furiously into her. She shook the thought away.
Jealousy shot through her. No. If he has other women, she will leave. It will never work. She can't have another man betray her. Not after what Puck did.
"Sure, Kitty, I will see you then, take care, my beautiful angel," he said before hanging up. She tried to stamp down her jealousy. Maybe she's a cousin. Or a niece. Or a sister she didn't know he had. She should not jump to conclusions.
"Who was that?" she asked, keeping her tone neutral. He was still looking at his phone fondly. She wanted to snatch it out of his hands and read what he was looking at so fondly.
"That was Kitty, an old friend, well, you could say, my best friend from my childhood" he replied. He slid the offending device back into his pocket. "You will meet her soon enough. She needs a place to stay so she'll be staying with us for a while," he added.
What?!? His best friend! And she's going to be staying with them? What, in his room? She felt jealousy rearing its ugly head again. It was all she could do not to scream at him.
"Oh, really. Wonderful." she said, making sure to keep her tone neutral.
"l can't wait"...
Ok so how we feeling about this chapter, let me know.
Santana do not play about her friend I love it, I'm proud for Mercedes for finally sticking up to him
Sam is a lot of work
Kitty makes her appearance in the next chapter, how do yal think she'll be?
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