Chapter 102

Ella

When listening to James and Nicholas go on and on about me like they personally knew my life was enough to make me cringe. A part of me not wanting to believe even a fracture of their words.

Yet, deep down, it all made perfect sense as to why my own mother would refuse to tell me anything about my own biological father. A reason as to why she would always change or switch the subject.

Because my own mother had slept with a Don. And not just any Don. A Mafia Don at that. One who ruled the Russian Empire thus making me a Russian Princess. A role I did not want nor care to have.

My heart still racing within my chest even after both men move to leave. My body still not over the whole reporter fiasco either. Having been caught by surprise when exiting the Hospital that all I wanted to do was hide.

Caleb still holding me even as I clung to him. My body shaking at the way James held me. My voice low as I move to speak up.

“Can we go home now? Please?”

“Of course baby. Let’s go home.”

Nodding my head does Caleb and Reece both move to lead me towards the car. Alanna now bringing up the rear after putting her gun back within it’s holster. Away from those who might see it. Not wanting to draw more attention than we’ve already have.

Reece quick to open the door for me before allowing Caleb and I to slide in first before moving to join us. Alanna quick to head for the driver side door. Alanna soon heading back to the house and away from prying eyes.

45 minutes later…

Upon reaching the house in which we currently resided in does Alanna move to park the car in front of the house. Dylan along with Mrs. Foster both waiting for us to return. Reece quick to open the door before moving to step out slowly followed by Caleb and I.

Caleb quick to lead me up the stairs. Reece soon following behind me while Alanna stood by the car. Her fingers moving to send a message upon her phone. The message no doubt a message for her boss. My uncle. Uncle Rian. My mind still jumbled even as I reach the top of the stairs that led into the house.

Dylan quick to hug me.

“Welcome home Princess. We’ve missed you dearly.”

“Mmm”

“Ella?”

“Can I just go up to my room? Please? I’m kind of tired all of a sudden and wish to be alone.”

Confused by my words does Dylan move to speak again. Dylan having not been present during the initial pick up from the Hospital.

“Ella? Is everything okay?”

“No. Please. I just want to be alone.”

“Ella?”

“PLEASE!” I cry. Mrs. Foster now quick to take me into her arms before leading me away from those I love. Dylan unable to stop me as Mrs. Foster moves to whisper softly against my ear.

Reece, Caleb and Dylan all silently watching as I move to leave their presence. Reece quick to speak once I’m gone.

“Come. We need to talk. Privately.”

Nodding each of their heads do Caleb and Dylan both move to follow Reece. Alanna now moving to find both Grant and Hayden.

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Dylan

When seeing our Princess move to leave our presence in favor of her room did I want nothing more than to run right after her. To scoop her into my arms and never let her go. To hold her close. To comfort her. To assure her that everything would be fine.

Something sitting uneasy with me. Something telling me that whatever it was that Reece would be the one to tell me and whatever it was I wouldn’t like it one bit. That whatever this thing was would either make me pissed or worse mad. So mad that I’d want to punch someone or something if I could.

Caleb and I soon moving to enter Reece’s small office. The office barely able to hold each of us comfortably. An office you would think he’d make bigger with how big our home currently was.

But now knowing that we would soon be moving back into our families estate along with Ella and our child made being in this room a little more bearable. Reece moving to sit behind his desk while Caleb and I moved to take the chairs that were directly in front of the desk.

My eyes now fixed on Reece.

“So.. what did you want to say?”

“It’s about Ella.”

“No shit Sherlock. Care to try again?”

Moving to glare daggers does Reece move to control his anger. Caleb quick to answer instead. “Look. Sorry. We’re still a little uneasy at being ambushed when leaving the Hospital today that’s all.”

“What? How? By whom?” I ask concern rising for those I care about.

“The media for starters. Some asshole moved to tip them off. Someone telling them that we’d be there when picking Ella up” explains Caleb. Annoyance soon lacing his voice. “Which reminds me, I’ll have to get in touch with our people to see if they know who sent those reporters.”

Nodding his head does Reece move to continue. “We were also ambushed by both Nicholas and James. James came super close to taking Ella not once but twice now while Nicholas went on and on about Ella and how Ella was his biological sister or half-sister if you will.”

“What? There’s no way she’s remotely related to him”

“Mine and Caleb’s exact thought too. But he swears his father sired Ella with her mother. Our adoptive mother mind you” explains Reece.

Rage and anger now beginning to rise within me. A piece of me wanting to punch Nicholas dead square in the face for even suggesting any of that. Reece quick to notice my reaction as he moves to speak again.

“Easy Dylan. Alanna managed to prevent James from doing so. But for now… I think it’s best if we move to give Ella some time alone. Some personal space. As Ella seemed really shaken by the whole media situation and the huge bomb left by Nicholas.”

“But…”

“No Dylan. As much as we love her and want to fuck her endlessly. We need to give her space. At least for the time being. We have to let Ella come to us; it’s part of being in a relationship.”

Caleb and I both nodding our head. “Fine. We’ll move to give Ella some space. But if something terrible happens to her or our child then I’m blaming you for it.” And with that said, I move to leave the room. The need to get away and sort out my own sea of emotions rising within me.