Chapter 3: Chapter 3 - Baby Angel

Fredrick's POV:

When I’m in my limo, I order my right hand, Randy, to give me all there is on Mona Sandler and prepare the jet to England to go and see her live. I won’t approach her, but I need to see the rebel baby.

My heart needs to be sure she’s indeed well after that accident. I don’t know why I’m doing all this as it’s out of my character, but I don’t go against it. My heart has never dictated me such things, so, I need to follow its orders regarding her.

By the time I reach England, I have everything about Mona on my phone. Since the day she was born till present moment. Yes, I have everything, including her racing records in the underground. She’s a lunatic…. Ha-ha! The more I read about her, the more my heart burns and so is my body. The moment her pictures come before my eyes…. Damn…. Dad was right…. She’s like a baby angel…. Not only super smart but smoking hot as well…. She’s a curvy Angel…. Mmm…. Can’t wait to see her live…. She was adorable as a kid…. And now, she’s…. Man!

I’m smirking over her pictures and I’m so damn taken in her like I’ve never been for a woman. Not even ten percent have I been so hyped on a woman like I’m on baby Mona. My heart was never given, though this baby Mona has captured it just like that, without even seeing her at first. So damn strange all this happening to me, but the fuck I care. She’s mine.

When I land in England, my men tell Randy she’s in a local, normal restaurant, with some of her friends, discussing on their project, second meeting with them. She’s staying in the proximity of the hospital to go and check on Malika.

My heart is pounding all the drive there. Again, never happened to me before. I have a thousand thoughts at the same time, trying to figure out I’m not just temporarily like this regarding her. I don’t want to make a mistake as I know how cold I am. I wouldn’t want to be like this, do what I have in mind, and then have the clarity it was just a passing feeling and hurt her. I would never want to emotionally hurt a woman. I know what impact I have on women. They instantly fall in love with the man I am even before I would have sex with them. And I always tell them before sex that it’s only a one-time thing and not expect more from me as I’m not that type of guy and don’t do relationships. I never lie.

I enter the restaurant, alone. My men are outside in the cars. I already know her face and it won’t be hard to spot her. Besides, I already have details of where she is. The moment the women in the restaurant take notice of me, the murmurs stop and they all drool on me. It’s normality for me. I ignore everyone and take a seat at one of the tables close to hers having the waitress giving me the menu and waiting for the order. She’s bending her cleavage at me, but my eyes are on baby Mona.

The only woman in the entire restaurant who doesn’t notice my presence here, is rebel Mona who’s surrounded by guys at the table, smoking, and reading some papers. You baby Mona…. No look to see why the entire restaurant had a halt in everything…. Mmm…. My heart halts at her image and my eyes hunger over her like hypnotized. I give a random order, not taking my eyes off my baby….

“Brad? This is not good, moron.” She slams the file on his head, and he whimpers. She’s with a bad girl look at him.

“Come on, love! I did my best on that!” Love?! I’ll fuck you so good your own mother won’t recognize you, fucker! She’s murdering him with her eyes and slams the files several times on his head.

“What! Did! I! Tell! You! On! Calling! Me! Love?! Keep your fucking balls in check, Brad. Don’t make me kill you. Bad time on that after what I had. Redo this.” She throws the files on him. “You’re one year under me, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t know how to approach it. Stop walking on my nerves.” She’s sipping from her coffee, and I would so kiss those lips…. She’s a natural beauty and dresses normally. She’s in a pair of black skinny jeans, a black top on her neck embracing her torso, a thin leather jacket, a bit long on her, with elbow-length sleeves, and a pair of black stilettos. She has her hair in a messy bun, and she wears no jewelry, just a golden watch on her left wrist. And she has some delicious dimples…. And those jade eyes…. Oh man! She’s carved to perfection…. Damn, baby…. She’s not seeing me…. I’m smirking at her and for sure owning some animal stares on her.

I’m having my order and I sip from my whisky, not escaping her sight.

“Okay, okay…. I’m sorry.” Brad fucker takes a serious stance and drops the lover boy act. She “Hmph!” at him. Oh, baby…. I make no mistake with you. You’re mine, baby. Forever.

“Mona?” Another one is showing her some papers.

“Yeah?”

“This right here is what we proposed as change. We need your approval on this.” She takes it.

“Did you check the trade market?”

“Yes. It’s all there.”

Brad is tranced on her, and I might kill the fucker. The others are hyped on her as well but keeping boundaries. Brad is not under boundaries. Son of a bitch…. Cross the line and I might end you, fucker. That’s my soon-to-be wife!

“Hmm….” She’s reading with speed the papers. “Yes. It’s okay. If this goes accordingly, the Russian company will have a boom on the stock market. And it will go accordingly after we’ve worked so hard on it. Did you speak with the brokers yesterday, Kevin?” She’s asking another, giving back the papers to the other one.

“Yep. They’re preparing the action for tomorrow. They’ll list the new branch and expecting the boom.

“Okay. Send them the change. Alright, guys. I’m going. Call me if anything. I’ll be with Malika in the hospital overnight and I’ll study next week’s files. I have them in the car.” She’s packing her stuff in her purse. “Oh! Brad?”

“Yes, lo….” THAT FUCKER! He stops as she’s having a bad omen stare at him, standing up with the hem of her purse in her left hand.

“Continue and you’re dead, Brad.” They have a deep lock of stares, and he grins at her but stays silent. “Check with the CEO the statute of the company one more time and see if everything is in place. For the other branch. And wipe off that grin on your face before I do it for you, moron. Better use your main brain on the important stuff and let the other breathe some.” The others chuckle at this, and I smirk. Brad is breathing with heaviness, wanting to say something but stops as she walks away.

She strolls past me, without even glancing at me, sighing, and looking tired now. I pick up her faint jasmine scent from her perfume, intoxicating my senses and ravaging my being in torments. Her stance is that of a noble woman and her beauty is a match to that. Oh yes, baby…. We’re so on, love. I’ll call your dad and tell him my offer and decision. His daughter shall be my wife. I’ll deal with everything else.

She’s out of the restaurant but before I stand up to go after her and see her more, the other guys are speaking to Brad who’s leaned back on his chair, all tensed up, with some battles in his dark brown eyes. No, he’s a hunk himself and not ugly at all. They’re all dressed in a suit like me and seem at least millionaires by their clothes.

“Man…. You always piss her off, Brad.” And me. I relax on my chair, gulp from my whisky, and listen to them. Brad is rolling his glass of red wine in his hand, staring on the table. “She refused you countless times. I don’t know how much you can still handle it. From how I see it, she will never accept you. Or another….” This is Kevin guy speaking. Hmm…. So, you did ask her….

He drinks his glass in one shot and slams the glass on the table. “I’ll never give up. I fucking love her. When I heard about the accident, I almost had a heart attack because of her. I don’t even know when I went in the car and drove there to see how she is.” Give up. She’s mine.

My heart has another clench being reminded by her accident, but it comforts me she’s looking well and not having visible injuries. She just looks tired. My baby Mona…. And she doesn’t know about her dad’s mess yet….

He pours himself another glass of wine and sips from it. “I’m waiting for this month to pass and her to finish her PhD. I’ll have another talk with her. I’ll go back to the States in two months, and I’ll officially approach her. I will not lose her. I already bought the ring to propose to her. That serious I am with her.” WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY?! I’m bull staring at him. He’s gloomy and sincere. He’s hurting because of my baby. I can see that.

Kevin guy shakes his head. “I don’t know, man. Prepare yourself for a total rejection. It’s been four years and she hasn’t accepted you or anyone else. She’s just into what she’s doing here and nothing more. I don’t know if she’ll change her views once back to the States. Malika says she’s always been like this, and they know each other since teens.” Things will change when she’ll be back to the States. She’ll become my wife, next morning. Yep.

After this, I stand up, pay my order, and get out. Once I’m in the limo, I tell Randy to give me all on that Brad fucker. Then, I go after my baby to see she’s safe to the hospital. Some of my men are already tailing her. She’s in a black BMW sports car.

At the hospital, I send my men to live stream to me what’s going on in there and see her some more. I’m aching to go and grab her, feel her in my arms, kiss her and have her, but I’ll refrain for the moment. I’ll wait….

Meanwhile, I have the identity of Brad. He’s Brad Loren, son of Loren Estates in Los Angeles. Millionaire and about to take over the business upon completing his PhD. He’s a prodigy as my baby is, finishing his studies in record time and having a range of academical achievements. Same age as my baby, 26. He’s also a black belt in taekwondo. However, he’s nowhere my level. And, he has media scandals with women. A bad boy himself. Well, he’s sincere in feelings with my baby. I give him that. And I know from personal experience that media scandals are not like that in reality. Whatever the scoop, it’s never at the level reality has it. Media always tends to present things in the worst light possible. For example, not all women I appear with in scandal magazines have I fucked. So, it is the same with him. I don’t find him as a bad guy in general, but because it’s about my Mona, I won’t let anything come between us. She’s not a passing feeling for me, she’s the feeling of my life. I’m sure of it at this point.

My men send me footage from inside the hospital till the room that has Malika, and baby Mona doesn’t step outside after that.

I get a call from one of my mafia businesses and I’m needed back in the States. Yeah, I’m undertaking some new territories in the country and outside the country and there’s war on that with other mafias. Nothing out of the ordinary for the one I am.

I leave England ordering men to guard and protect my baby from the shadows and send me footage with her and her everyday itinerary. I announce them she’s soon to be their Madam and that if anything happens to her, they’re dead.

In the jet back home, I order my lawyers to prepare the marriage contract and all the contracts to make the deal with her dad for the investment. I also order them to start buying the debts from the other companies and banks Sandler has with them, but to do it quietly and Gill to not take notice of this.

I’m aware of baby Mona now after reading her files and seeing her in action. She’ll try to propose me a new plan of returning the investment and ask me for a delay. I need the entire sum of debts against her. She’s able to make the forty million in a few months as she has high connections in England, Germany and Russia who would jump to help her if she were to ask for it, but 250 million, no. I’ll trap her to me without a way out. I saw she has a hidden bank account with 10 million dollars. She might use it to negotiate with me, but it won’t work. I’m not after money, I’m after her.

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