Chap.3

Lucius found himself back in Amika Greenleaf's bed, instead of at his ministry offices the next morning. Lucius has met Amika 6 years ago at his wedding of all places. She had come as Augustus Rockwood's date, but he had hardly even noticed her; Narcissa's beauty outshined everyone that day. His Narcissa was glowing with the happiness of her long awaited marriage and the prospect of the events to occur later that evening; without company or clothes. No Lucius only had eyes for Narcissa; how could he not? Amika had simply been in the long lines of congratulators; nothing special. Amika had been just another pretty face up until a year ago. After Evangeline, after Narcissa found out she was pregnant with Draco, after Narcissa was diagnosed 6 months into her pregnancy but didn't want to terminate to start chemo, after Draco was born healthy and strong despite his mother's deteriorating health. No Amika was just an afterthought that didn't even come into fruition until Narcissa was so sick that she might die, leaving him to raise their month-old son alone. He slept with Amika to escape. He didn't even like her very much, but he wanted to be touched and she was a pureblood, she was pretty, had no relations with his wife or family, and she was easy. Amika was nothing to Lucius but a vagina; disembodied and easily replaceable. She was nobody. The problem is after 7months of fooling around; Amika was trying to become somebody to Lucius.

"What do you and the wife have planned today, that you have to leave so early? Must be serious, you never make an appearance before 5pm?" Amika stroked his platinum hair as her skin glistened in post -multiple -orgasmic bliss.

"Nothing really, the baby's has a doctor's appointment." He lied feeling that the truth was too personal. She had been doing that a lot lately; getting personal

"What's it like?"

"What is what like?"

"Having a baby?"

"Tiresome," Lucius laughed "but it's great. I've never felt so completely loved, so important than when I held this helpless, innocent creature in my hands whose sole survival is depended upon me. It's amazing. I never thought something so amazing could come from me."

"That's sweet. You never talk about your baby."

"If u were me, doing what I'm doing, you wouldn't talk about your baby either."

"I suppose. Who does the baby look like?"

"Me for the most part, but he has my wife's mouth and nose. He's a handsome baby"

"What's his name?"

"Why do you have so many questions about my son all of a sudden?" he snapped, bothered by her sudden fascination with Draco

"Because I'm pregnant. Pregnant with our baby"

Silence engulfed the room as she waited for him to speak.

"What about the contraceptive charms and…"

"They obviously didn't work!"

"You need to rid yourself of it. I will pay, but you gotta get rid of it." Lucius said needed a way out. This affair, if it could even be called that, had gone on long enough.

"I've already scheduled it for Tuesday!" she said tensely "I can't have a baby right now!"

"Good." Lucius said as he started to put on his clothes quickly

"That's all you have to say is 'good'? I'm about to go murder our baby!" her voice quivered as her eyes swell up with tears.

"What do you want me to say? You knew the deal before we even started this. I have a family, Amika. I not gonna risk their happiness over this!" he said harshly before putting on his shoes.

"But Lucius I love you. I still want to be with you."

"It's not my fault that you caught feelings for me. I think it will be best for all involved parties if we didn't see each other again." He put on his traveling cloak not before throwing a healthy stack of money on the bed "That should be more than enough, please don't contact me again. Take care of yourself Amika."

Lucius left a naked Amika sitting on bed.

"How dare he give her money like some common whore?" Amika thought bitterly. It killed her that she was nothing to him. He didn't love her and never would. She wished it were different, but in her heart Amika always knew it was just sex. He loved that sickly bitch, always has, always will. The truth hurt her. Lucius Malfoy had hurt her. Now, Amika Greenleaf needed to hurt Lucius Malfoy.