Not My Ex's Child… but His Father's

When Lewis heard me, he froze, and his eyes filled with disbelief. But the words that came out of his mouth were vulgar. "Alicia, you just won't admit it, huh?"

He suddenly leaned in, brushing his lips against my ear. "I still remember every filthy thing you whispered in my ear that night. What's the matter? You've already given me a son, yet you don't have the nerve to admit to him how you clung to me, begging for it over and over again?

"With all your skills and that desperate neediness, it was such a contrast to how you usually act so prim and proper. So, how was it? Did I satisfy you that night? I guess that's how you ended up pregnant—"

"Shut up!"

I couldn't believe it. After five years, the once cheerful, naive young man I remembered had become this crude, disgusting man now.

He slowly pulled away, his face twisting into a sinister grin. "Did I strike a nerve? Just leave Damon with me, and I'll give you money. You can go find more men—"

"You shameless—"

I didn't even finish my sentence before he snatched Damon from my arms again.

"Honestly, I thought your scheme of using a kid to threaten me was pretty low. But Katherine actually has a point. My dad is always on my back for being a good-for-nothing.

"If I take Damon home now and get on his good side, the inheritance will be mine. Damon will live the high life with me, and you'll get to ride my coattails."

After he finished, he pointed at Katherine and said to Damon, "How about we let Katherine be your new mom? Your mom is so old. People will laugh at you when you start kindergarten."

Damon tried to bite him, but Lewis gripped his chin tightly, stopping him.

I forced down the boundless rage simmering in my chest and gave him a cold warning. "Lewis, let go of him. If you don't, Damon's dad will make sure you regret it."

With that, I stomped hard on his foot.

He almost screamed in pain.

Taking the chance, I slapped him hard across the face.

With a red handprint on his cheek, his eyes turned red with fury. "Alicia, how dare you slap me again? You doted on me like I was your son five years ago!"

He gripped Damon tightly, his voice full of rage. "I won't let this slide. Just you wait."

Katherine stepped forward, touching the slap mark on his face with sympathy, then turned to strike me.

But I grabbed her hand, squeezing it tight.

"You bitch, let go of me. If my father-in-law finds out you hurt Lewis, he won't forgive you."

Her words sent a chill through me.

Father-in-law? Had he accepted her? She was already acting all familiar.

"Let them go!" A sharp command rang out from behind me.

I let out a breath of relief and turned around to see Cody Davidson, the driver, jogging toward us.

"Mrs. Bauer, are you okay? Sorry I'm late."

He spoke quietly. "Mr. Bauer said he's tied up with some business issues and can't come for now."

Taking in the scene before him, he asked softly, "Do you need me to take you and Mr. Damon out of here?"

"Yes. Give me my son back!"

I stepped forward, trying to take Damon from Lewis' arms.

But he glared at Cody, then suddenly grabbed my hand with a tight grip. His eyes blazed with anger and bitterness as he sneered. "Alicia, I really underestimated you. You're this old, and you're still after younger men?

"I'm seven years younger than you, but let me guess. Your lover is probably younger than you by at least ten years, right? You really are something, huh?"