Chapter 52 Christian

CHRISTIAN
I have a huge feeling that Mirana is just here next door and I'm not mistaken.
"Good morning Sir, welcome to our shop how we may help you?" a beautiful brunette woman welcomed us.
"Is Mirana here?" I asked without hesitation.
"What do you need from her? And who are you?" She looks at us like a tiger that makes Drake smile viciously.
"I have to talk to her, please. My name is Christian and I have been looking for her for so many years."
"You're overreacting Mr. Christian as if you had to look for her around the world," she sarcastically said that makes me annoyed I want to see her now.
"Please"
"Hey, this is my shop! I'll call her," she immediately said and left us.
There are so many people and you are so enchanted by the view that this is Boracay by the way. My heartbeat is just what I hear right now and I can't even hear the waves. Drake, meanwhile, was in a bad mood because of the woman we were talking to earlier.
Why did I even fucking pretend to be gay? I'm still struggling right now. I was annoyed with myself as I remembered those moments. Then I kept pushing her to go to that guy, I'm a fucking idiot and now I am chasing her.
.
"Mirana!" I heard the woman scream.
"Lay?" it seemed to pierce my heart's energy as I heard her voice. It's a weak voice but enough for me to hear it.
"How many times do I have to call you?"
"Sorry, what is it?"
"You have visitors," Layla answered as if she was near crying.
"Who?"
"Mirana," I said as she went pale, I wanted to hug and kiss her.
"Christian?"
"Why are you here?"
"I want to see you. I've looked for you Mirana, I've been looking for you. Why didn't you just tell me you were leaving? Why didn't you just tell me you were here? Why?"
"Is there anything you can do? It's my own decision. And you don't care.
"Don't think of me like Marco that doesn't care about you. I care for you be-"
"Christian! Stop, don't make it hard for me anymore!"
"I love you Mirana! And I don't think that's the problem! You just think so much. Please," I walked in her direction. I want to kiss her and make love to her. I don't know why I think this way. Yes, I'm very bad thinking but that's how I feel.
"Please just give me a chance"
"I have a son. Find a woman who can fill your love."
"I don't care if you have a son. So what? I will treat him as my son too. I will love the people around you. Just be with me, I'll do everything for you."
"Why me?"
"Please let me enter into your life"
"My!"
A small, handsome little boy suddenly appeared. He looks like a small version of Marco.
"Zeke?"
"My, are you okay?"
"I'm okay baby"
"Who's that?"
"Is that my Dy?"
"N-no"
"Yes baby, I'm Dy"
"Yey! I'm Zeke."
"Let me down My! I want to go to my Dy."
She immediately took Zeke and gave it to Layla.
"How dare you! How could you tell Zeke that you were his father! Don't pretend to be his father! Don't give false hope to my son! You're a-" I cut her off and I feel her stiffened by kissing her lips.
"You're so quick to forget and move on Mirana."
"Marco," Mirana pulled out from our kiss and faced the man behind us.
"Fuck this shit"
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MARCO
And now I see the two of them right in front of me kissing and looking like Mirana wants to. She had never really changed into a filthy girl. You have Cello Frey Cello Frey to know what animal you are. Let's see Mirana how far you can reach Mirana.
"You're so quick to forget and move on Mirana," I sternly said which makes the two shocked too and Mirana walked away from him. What a slut. Just look at her not even doing well herself, not being able to comb or anything. But she still does not lose her beauty and body shape. Fuck Marco concentrate. You are here to get your son and how you can make your long-term plan if that is what you think.
"Fuck this shit," Christian hissed which makes me grin.
"Fuck you too, "I muttered under my breath I can see in his anger.
"Mirana we need to talk, if you won't mind," she immediately nodded that I was surprised. Because I thought he wouldn't talk to me. The look in her eyes was heavy and he seemed to be dying but I didn't care if she was going to die. She deserves it.
Let the game begin.
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"What are we talking about Marco? And how did you find me?" she was tired as she asked those questions but in her eyes, the anxiety and holding her hand seemed to tremble. What is going on with this woman? Don't be so kind Mirana I know your whole being.
"Come back into my life again" I feel sick saying those words but I was shocked when she didn't seem to care there were no emotions in her eyes and I couldn't read what was going through her mind.
"After all these years and all the situations you brought into my life. You came all the way here just to tell me that Marco? And you expect me to say yes and forgive you?" every bit of her words was filled with anger.
"I'm not asking," I sarcastically said, making her eyebrow arched.
"I'm tired of being next to you Marco, I'm tired of it. I want to have a life. I don't want to live as miserable as you are."
"Is that why you let him kiss you?"
"You're mistaken, your conclusions are way too ridiculous."
"Then what was that?"
"I don't see any reason to explain it to you," she emotionlessly answered as if my whole being went numb. What happened to you Mirana and why does it seem like I don't know you for so long?
"Look Marco I still have a lot more to do with my son's life so if you have to excuse me I have work to go," she stated and pulled out of my arms I suddenly pulled her arm closer and our body met, her body on my chest, I felt a burning sensation. I could smell her hair as sweet as the strawberry and her breath as sweet as her lips. But I will not be tempted by those eyes.
"Where is our son?" I said she was stunned. There was sadness and sorrow in her eyes.
"My son"
"Our son"
"He's just my son Marco, you haven't been his father since that day you hurt us."
"Look I'm sorry, I didn't know what I was doing so I'm here to make it up to both of you. Please give me a chance to see my son."
I want to see my son, yes it would be crazy if I thought that was not my child but I know in my heart, I know he's my child. I am the only father and no one else. I don't want my son to have a broken family.
The day she went to my company with her baby's womb, I felt the pain, the pain that she caused me. Pain in my heart that keeps throbbing I was trying to prevent because I only wanted one thing. I want to take revenge for what she has done to me then and now.
And this is just the beginning.
"Follow me and I'll introduce you to our son."