Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy: Chapter 5

I watched as he gently placed Ivy in her crib. Then walked out without making any noise. I switched the lights off and went to the living room to join Ceaser.

“I’m sorry about all…” I was about saying.

“No please. It was fun.” He said, interrupting me once again. “She actually seems like she knows what she’s doing”.

“I know right” I said. “I’ve always thought all this was a dream. That I’ll finally wake up and she’ll be like all those other kids that cry over everything and are so stubborn”.

“But she isn’t” he said.

“Exactly” I said “It’s like she’s done with all those childish things and…”

“…can’t wait to grow up” he said.

I looked at him and saw him smiling. He looked at me.

“What?” He asked.

I shook my head and sighed “You just get it”.

His smile disappeared slowly as the tension grew. We just stared into each other’s eyes and it was like we were frozen in time. His eyes grew darker and my heart was going at thousand beats per minute. The tension became palpable and you could cut it with a knife.

The funny thing was, I knew he felt it and I also knew he knew I felt it too. But we weren’t even moving.

He wasn’t going to do anything about it.

I cleared my throat when I forced myself out of the haze.

“I should probably go” he finally said.

“Yeah, of course.” I led the way to the door and opened it. He walked out and stopped. He turned to look at me.

“Goodnight Jules” he said.

“Goodnight” I said and shut the door not wanting to watch him leave before I did something stupid like call him back and kiss the living soul out of him.

I went to bed waiting patiently for sleep to take me. But obviously it didn’t since I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened.

I sighed and closed my eyes.

Ceaser’s POV

I didn’t get much sleep last night because of what happened yesterday. The tension in the room was just too much. I had never had to deal with so much tension with anyone before.

I had stayed in the office all morning thinking of what to do, how to start and so many other things.

Every time I tried getting some work done, she pops into my mind. I can’t get my head straight at all.

Then finally, lunch break came and I had a plan to get her off my mind. I picked my phone, told my PA to cancel my schedule for the rest of the day and I got into the elevator and pressed the number to her floor.

Jules’ POV

Today was no different. As usual it was work, work, work. I had a lot of files to go through on my desk. I had to finish them today cause starting from tomorrow is a weekend and I don’t like resuming Monday morning to deal with last week’s work. So I had to finish all of these today, even if it means staying late. I’d just have to tell Miranda to take Ivy with her.

I checked the time and it was 12:37. I’d told my assistant to go for her lunch break. I didn’t want her staying behind just because I was.

I was so immersed in what I was doing. I didn’t want to get distracted. Then someone knocked on my door.

“Alice, didn’t I tell you to go for lunch?” I said still focusing on the files in front of me.

“And what about you?” I heard a sexy husky male voice ask.

I looked up to find the man that hunted my dreams last night. Yeah, I dreamt about him. This morning I woke up wet…more like drenched.

And just so you know, I’m not talking about sweat.

He was wearing a dark grey suit this time. His hair was…sighs. All I wanted to do was run my hands through his hair or better still tug at it as he made sweet love to…

Oh My God. What is happening to me?

He smiled at me.

“Like what you see, Ms. Jenna?” He asked as he shut the door and proceeded to my desk.

“Hmm, what are you doing here?” I asked, surprised to see him here.

“I came to see you” he said plainly.

“But how do you know where I work?” I asked.

“I have my ways Ms. Jenna” he smiled.

I smiled back.

“Why aren’t you on your lunch break?” He asked casually.

“Hmm…” I looked back at the files, then at him “…I can’t” I said.

“Why not?” He asked without giving away his emotions.

If he had one.

“I have to be done with these files before I leave today, and taking a lunch break wouldn’t help” I said.

“You could always take them home with you” he suggested.

“Oh no. Weekends are for Ivy and I, no work involved and I hate keeping them over the weekend”.

I could have sworn I saw his eyes glistening. But it disappeared as fast as it came.

“Bummer” he said placing his hands on my desk and staring at me intently.

“Why is that?” I asked.

“I would have loved to take you out” he said, leaning down to me.

My breath caught at how close we were. I could count his lashes. His eyes glared into my soul. His eyes darkened to a darker shade of grey. My lips dried cause of my raging breath. I moistened it with my tongue and his eyes went from my eyes down to where my tongue moved across my lips. Then after a second of me wetting my lips, his eyes met mine again.

The tension was back…this time in double folds.

Slowly he brought his face closer and closer to mine till we shared the same air and my eyes drifted close.

I felt his lips brush my cheek.

“I’ll pick you up for dinner” he said with that voice of his that made my heart do a back flip and a cart wheel.

Finally I opened my eyes to see him walking towards my door. He opened the door and turned to look at me. He smiled and winked at me before he went out my office.

Oh, he was such a jerk. Leaving me like this. Putting me in this embarrassing position.

He said something about dinner?

He was gonna get it.

Ceaser’s POV

I left her office with a smile plastered on my face. It was working. I counted on the seduction working, but I didn’t plan on it backfiring too.

I sighed heavily in the elevator.

I almost kissed her, not because I was seducing her, but because I wanted to. I needed to.

I just had to hold it back with all the strength I had.

This wasn’t gonna end well.

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Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy: Chapter 3

Jules’ POV

I gave him Miranda’s address. We were suppose to have a girls night with Sofia. I had prepared ahead and packed a few things in a small bag along with essentials Ivy would need. It was suppose to last till Sunday but I think I’ll cut it short to tomorrow. I stared at Ivy’s adorable sleeping form in my arms. I still look at her everyday and can’t believe she’s mine.

I sighed.

I looked up to find that we were rounding the corner to Miranda’s apartment.

“Oh, just let me out there” I pointed in front of Miranda’s apartment.

“Here?” he asked not exactly sure.

“Yes” I said.

He stopped directly in front of Miranda’s apartment. He got out of the car and before I could ask what he was doing, got the door for me.

Oh…didn’t know the good samaritan was also a gentleman.

I got out gently and adjusted Ivy in one arm resting her head on my shoulder. I bent in to take my bag but Mr. Gentleman here had done that. He held it out for me to take.

I smiled reluctantly at him and took the bag.

“Thank you” I said… “For the ride” I turned before he said anything.

I walked towards the apartment and climbed up the fleet of stairs. I finally reached Miranda’s door. I knocked once and waited. No one answered so I knocked again.

“I’m coming” I heard someone yell from inside.

The door finally opened and I saw Sofia.

“Oh My God Jules, where have you been? You were suppose to be here an hour ago” she said.

“Who is it Sofi?” Miranda yelled from inside.

“It’s Jules” Sofia yelled back as she let me in and helped me with my bag.

Miranda came into the medium sized sitting room.

“Where have you been?” She asked “We called you a billion times”.

“I’m sorry. My car didn’t start and someone gave me a ride” I said placing Ivy on my lap.

Sofia bent and took her into her own arms while I shifted for her to sit beside me. Miranda took the other seat. “As for the calls, my phone has been on mute”.

“Oh…so who dropped you?” Sofia asked.

“A Gentleman” I said yawning.

“Oh My God, didn’t anyone ever tell you not to accept rides from strangers, and a male stranger at that” Miranda said “Was he hot…”

And that my friend was how our girls night started.

Ceaser’s POV

I just stared as she made her way towards the apartment and climbed up the stairs. I sighed.

I rounded the car and drove off. I couldn’t put my finger on it but there was something about her and her adorable baby. They just…I don’t know.

She was just mesmerizing. The way she looked at the baby in the car – she didn’t know I kept glancing at her and the baby – was like she couldn’t believe she had such a beautiful daughter and she’d do anything to make her happy. And the baby? The baby made my heart leap for joy. She was the perfect daughter.

I smiled at the fact that I was in search of my own daughter and here I was admiring someone else’s.


It just occurred to me that I didn’t even know either of their names.

Why did I care, it’s not like I was planning to see them again. Right?

Deep in my heart, I had a feeling I was.

I sighed again.

Why did this feel weird?

I thought as I parked my car in my garage.

Jules’ POV

The girls night in was a success. Ivy woke up a while later. I fed her and then Sofi and Andy played with her till she got tired again. I put her to bed and went to hang with Andy and Sofi. We watched tv for a while then talked about how we are all single. Well I was safe cause I’m a single mom. No one would want to go out with a single mom who is also a workaholic.

I woke up this morning and got ready to leave after making breakfast for everyone. Ivy woke up later. I fed her and got her ready for today, for whatever we were gonna do. Andy woke up before I left and decided she and Sofi were gonna take Ivy out. So I had to leave Ivy with them and go home alone. They were gonna bring her home in the evening which meant I had today to myself.

I was working on a paper when I heard someone knock the door. I went to get it and was very surprised at who I saw standing in front of me.

“You.” I said after I recovered from the shock.

Ceaser’s POV

I woke up smiling. I had no idea why. Since I had nothing to do today, I decided to check out the address John gave me of that baby stealer, Jules Jenna.

I wasted no time at all after I reviewed some important documents. I left the house and went in search of Jules Jenna.

I finally spotted the house I was looking for. Thanks to the GPS, it didn’t take much time to find the house. I got out of the car and walked to the front door.

I sighed before I finally raised my hand to knock. It didn’t up to ten seconds before the door pulled open. I looked up from the floor and stared at the familiar face. My heart stung as shock spread through my body. My breath caught.

No. This wasn’t happening.

“You” she said. Just one word made my heart flutter. Her voice was like that of a seductress. It was like a whisper that made you tingle but also like a loud bass that made your heart go boom.

I released my breath, still speechless.

“What are you doing here?” She asked.

“What are ‘you’ doing here?” I asked, shocked to see her here as well. I can remember clearly, I didn’t drop her here yesterday. So what was she doing here, I wondered.

“I live here” she said as-a-matter-of-fact.

“Oh. With the owner of the house?” I asked. Cause I needed to be sure. If she owned the house then…

“I own the house…” she said “…now at least” she murmured.

“Who owned it before?” I asked, praying silently that she would give me a name and I’d be on my way in search of the previous owners.

She stilled and just stared at me. She shook her head and blinked fast. Then she looked back at me.

“I’m sorry for my bad manners. Do you wanna come in?” She smiled at me.

Wait. What just happened?

“Uh, sure” I said and stepped in as she opened the door wide.

I entered and waited for her to shut the door. She led me to the sitting room which I could see from here.

We reached the sitting room and I saw some paperwork on the floor and a laptop on the table.

She was working.

“I’m sorry about the mess” she said as she bent down to gather the papers, she shut the laptop, placed the papers in it and took it to the kitchen cabinet which wasn’t far from here. “Have a seat please”.

I sat and waited for her to join me.

“Do you want anything?” She called from the kitchen.

“Water is fine” I said.

I needed to cool down after that shock.

I heard the tap run, then few seconds later she came back with a cup of clear water and handed it to me.

“Thanks” I took it from her and took a sip.

She sat down on the seat at my right. I placed the glass on the table and turned to face her.

“I want to thank you for yesterday. You made it so much easier for me” she said smiling.

“Don’t mention” I shook my head smiling a little too.

“And I remembered I never got a chance to introduce myself yesterday” she continued.

“Yea, same here” I said.

“Well I’m Jules Jenna” she said.

My smile disappeared. My heart erupted.

That’s exactly what I was afraid of. That she’d end up being the one.

The one I hated. The one I called a “baby stealer”. The one whom all I wanted from was to get close to. Gain her trust. Then snatch my child slowly out of her hands.

But now, could I do that?

“Are you okay?” She asked looking concerned.

“Yea, I’m fine” I assured her as I stood up “Hmm, I have to go”.

She looked confused but snapped out of it quickly.

“Okay” she said as she followed me towards the door.

I opened it and got out. She held the door open and just watched me.

I rounded the car and opened the door. But before I got in I looked at her.

“I’m Ceaser by the way” I said.

She smiled and nodded.

I smiled back and got into the car and drove off.

This was wrong.

Everything felt wrong. I know her but at the same time I don’t .

She is the woman I dropped off last night. The woman I secretly looked forward to meeting again. The woman that made me nervous. The woman that made my heart feel…weird. The woman whose voice makes me growl and whose eyes makes me lost.

I sighed

What exactly am I suppose to do now that I know she’s the woman that took my child. The woman I intended to hurt emotionally by taking my child back.

I was so freaking confused. I pulled the car into the drive way and got out. I slammed the door and made my way inside the apartment, into my room. I lay on my back, facing the ceiling with my hands behind my head.

I sighed.

Jules’ POV

I closed the door after he left and rested my back against it. I sighed and placed my hand on my beating heart.

How in the world did he do this to my steady heart.

I didn’t get a good look at him last night but today, I was hit so hard. He was…flawless.

I’ve never been this way just by looking at a guy. But something about him made my heart race so fast…and furious.

The way he literally ran out of the house after I told him my name was weird. Something was up and I needed to know. Or maybe it was just my imagination.

I walked back into the kitchen and continued working, trying to keep this “Ceaser” out of my head.

Don’t be surprised when I say, I didn’t get anything done…

Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy; Chapter Two

Ceaser’s POV

After the talk with John. I couldn’t wait a minute longer to execute my plan. I told Claire to cancel my next appointment then I made my way to the elevator.

“Get the car Patrick” I told my driver when he picked my call.

“Right away sir” he said.

A minute and a half later the elevator dinged open into the lobby. I got out and made my way outside. All heads turned to my direction.

“Have a nice day sir” Clarence said as he opened the door for me.

I nodded at him and exited the building. I spotted Patrick and the car waiting for me in front of the building. He held the door open for me then closed it after I got in.

“Where to sir?” He asked after he got in and started the car.

“Freddie and Co.” I said.

A few minutes later we arrived at Freddie and Co. I got out of the car and made my way into the building. As I entered, the receptionist couldn’t utter a word, she just stared at me. I would never get tired of having that effect on people. Especially the ladies.

I pressed the button to the elevator and waited for it.

Oh, I hated waiting.

Jules’ POV

Well, today went well. During lunch, I went to pick Ivy up and headed to a nearby restaurant with ‘Miwanda’ and ‘Sofi’ as Ivy calls them. They had a number of assistants to help out in the daycare so they were excited to join Ivy and I for lunch.

Now the perfect day was over. Everything was great, Ivy was sleeping peacefully in my arms as I got into the elevator. Sofia and Miranda had taken great care of her, they didn’t call once to complain about Ivy. Well who would, she was just perfect like that.

My little girl.

The elevator finally dinged open to the ground floor. I waited for the ladies who were in the elevator to get out before I finally stepped out. I didn’t want to disturb Ivy. As I stepped out, someone else was about stepping in and we collided. Well our shoulders did.

My purse fell to the floor and I bent to pick it without looking at the person I bumped into.

“I’m sorry” I uttered to the person still trying to reach my purse without waking Ivy. I finally got it and placed it back on my shoulder. I looked up but found nobody and the elevator gone.

“Well at least she didn’t complain” I murmured as I exited the building and waited for Jerry – the valet – to bring my car.

I placed Ivy securely in the back in her seat. I thanked Jerry and got into the car and drove off.

Ceaser’s POV

I waited for the elevator and then let those ladies out of the elevator. Then I moved to go into it but then bumped into someone. Well technically, she bumped into me. I was already on edge cause of the wait and this lady had to make me more pissed by not watching where she was going. I was about giving her a piece of my mind when she bent to pick her purse but then the sleeping child she had in her arms caught my attention.

She had brown hair just like the woman carrying her. It wasn’t the same shade though. She was so adorable. I hated children but something about this child right here just made me melt at sight. I would have assessed her longer but the elevator was closing and I had to get in quick. Then I got into the elevator before it closed shut but not before I heard the lady carrying the child say “I’m sorry”.

Her voice was soft and low. Maybe she didn’t want to wake the child.

I finally made it to the top floor. The elevator dinged open and I got out. I walked into the lobby and spotted a lady. Probably his assistant or secretary. She was pretty with her blonde hair in a rough bun.

She saw me approaching and quickly got up

“Mr…Mr. Thompson” she stuttered, clearly shocked that I was here.

I’ve never had any dealing with Freddie and Co. So I’ve never contacted them for any reason. But now I wanted to make a proposal which he has to accept.

“Mr. Stroma around?” I asked her.

“Y-yes sir” she nodded “Let me inform him of your presence”.

I waited.

She beeped him “Sir, Mr. Thompson is here to see you”.

“Mr. Thompson?” He sounded surprised.

Why wouldn’t he? I don’t blame him.

“Hm, let him in” he said.

“Yes sir” she said then smiled at me “Go right in Mr Thompson” she smiled seductively, flirting with me.

I smiled at her and made my way into Freddie Stroma’s office. He got up when I entered.

“Mr. Thompson” he called as he stood up. “What a surprise”.

I walked towards his desk

“Definitely is”.

“Have a seat” he said.

I sat down.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” He asked.

“I’m here for business Mr. Stroma” I said, now in my business like mood.

He looked confused “I don’t see how we can help you with that Mr Thompson. We’re not in the same line of work”.

“I know. But still, I have a proposal for you” I told him.

He clenched his jaw

“Let’s hear it” he said.

“I know Freddie and Co. has gone bankrupt and you need people to invest to help you out. I’d like to invest, but I’d love it more if you’re looking for a buyer.” I paused “So, name your price”.

“I’m getting lost here” he leaned forward and rested his elbow on the table. “You’re saying you want to buy the company”.

“That’s right Mr. Stroma” I also leaned forward.

“Why would you suddenly want to divert to my line of business. You own construction companies around the world and you want to buy my publishing company. Can I ask why?”

“Personal reasons” I said “So, what’s the price?”.

He sighed “I don’t think we’re ready to sell Mr. Thompson”.

“Your company has gone bankrupt and you still need investors but you don’t want to sell” I stated.

“Its not my call…”

“Of course it is. You’ll just have to pay back your investors to get the upper hand.” I paused “Mr Stroma, I’m willing to buy this company and pay your investors back, just name your price”.

He looked surprised, shocked and happy.

He smiled “We have a deal Mr Thompson” he stood up and stretched his hand.

I got up, buttoned my suit and shook his hand. I smiled at him and nodded

“I’ll have my lawyer draw up a contract and have it delivered to you. I want to end this as quickly as possible”.

He sighed “Your reason must be very important”.

“It is” I said and left.

I called my lawyer and told him to draw up a contract and have it delivered to Mr Stroma today. I wanted to end all tides by tomorrow.

Jules’ POV

The week went by in a blur. It was fun cause of lunch time but everything else was the same. Yesterday we were informed by the manager that we have a new CEO. Hopefully he won’t do anything irrational like fire people. Anyway he wasn’t around to give a speech.

Well today’s over and I’m finally going home and not coming back till Monday. I made my way to the ground floor.

Jerry told me my car won’t start so I went to the garage to start the darned car but it didn’t start. I finally gave up and picked Ivy from the backseat, took my bag and got out. I was on my way out of the garage when a car honked beside me.

The glass rolled down and I saw a god inside. I swallowed inaudibly at the sight of him. He was so…

“Need a ride?” He asked and my heart melted at his voice.

How could anyone be so hot. My heart did a double take.

Ceaser’s POV

I didn’t want to go for the stupid welcoming yesterday. So I stayed in my new office which I just had redesigned and redecorated. I finally decided to go home. I was leaving the whole Jules Jenna situation for next week.

I took the elevator straight to the underground floor. The garage. I drove today. Patrick had some important family business to deal with.

I got into my car and drove out of my spot. I was almost exiting the garage when I noticed a familiar figure walking out of the garage with that adorable baby in her arms. I stopped directly beside her and wound down. She looked at the glass and my breath caught. I didn’t see her face the other day at the elevator but now…damn!

I was in trouble.

“Need a ride?” I asked her instead of just staring at her.

She just looked at me. Like she was assessing me.

‘Uhmm,…” she wasn’t sure.

Who the heck is never sure to get into my ride with me? When ladies will nothing but beg to get in a ride with me. What was her deal?

“…I could walk” she said.

“With that child in your arms?” I asked her. Why was I pushing her. I could just speed off and never look back. I was asking for trouble…and I was gonna get it.

She was gonna say something else but she thought about it for a second and she sighed. She opened the door and gently got in, placing her hand on the child’s head trying to prevent her from hitting her head on the hood of the car.

I smiled at the gesture, she was caring and considerate. She shut the door and placed the sleeping baby on her lap with her arms supporting her head. Then she looked at me.

I smiled a little trying not to look like a douche. Then I drove out of the garage.

“Where to?” I asked…

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Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy; Chapter 1

Jules’ POV

Eleven months later.

I opened the door to her room and it’s like she knew I was coming.

“Momma” she was up in her cot smiling at me as I walked in. Her arms were stretched out to me.

My heart leaps for joy every time she calls me that. She just started speaking a few weeks ago and ‘Momma’ was the first word that came out of her mouth. I was so happy and proud of her.

I walked towards her cot and picked her up.

“Happy Birthday Ivy” I said to her “You’re a year today”.

She giggled like she understood what I said.

Ivy was the child I adopted. She was a month old that time. Apparently her biological mother kept her a secret from her biological father. Well, that’s what the nurses said but no one knows what really happened.

That’s in the past. Now, Ivy belongs to me. I love her more every single day and I wouldn’t stop loving her cause she’s just so darn cute. She’s got a dimple on her left cheek, probably hereditary.

Today is her day. I’m gonna make it special for her.

At the same time somewhere else…

Ceaser’s POV

What was taking him so long?

I wondered.

Bea’s attorney asked to see me today. I have no idea why. Two months ago I’d expected him to call me when I became a widower but he didn’t, and today of all days, he asked to see me.

“Sir, Mr. Smith is here” my assistant’s voice blared out of the phone.

“Let him in Claire” I said.

My assistant opened the door and Jack Smith followed behind. I stood up as he made his way towards my desk. I stretched my hand.

“Jack” I said as he took my hand.

“Thank you for taking the time to see me” he said.

“No problem. Have your seat” I said.

I sat after he did.

“I was surprised when you called to set up a meeting” I told him honestly.

“Well it is very important” he said.

“Why today?” I asked him.

“That is for you to find out” he said. He opened his briefcase and brought out an envelope.

He looked at me while adjusting his glasses.

“Your late wife Mrs Beatrice Thompson specifically told me to give this to you today. The twenty-fifth January. She said I wasn’t suppose to give you a day earlier or later.” He said.

I wondered why.

My brows knitted as I stretched to take the envelope. I stared at the envelope in my hand.

“You don’t happen to know why?” I asked.

“Not a clue. My job is to deliver and not find out”.

I nodded.

“I’ll take my leave” he picked up his briefcase and got up.

I got up as well and shook his hand.

“Thank you Jack” I said.

“Just doing my job Mr. Thompson” he said and left.

My gaze shifted from the closed door to the envelope on my desk. I finally sat down after a couple of minutes. I picked the envelope and tore it open.

I had to satisfy my curiosity, but I was also scared of what I might find inside.

I pulled out a piece of neatly folded paper and placed the envelope on the desk. I slowly unfolded the paper.

It had to be now or never.

I sighed when I noticed Bea’s writing on the paper.

Dear Ceaser,

If you’re reading this letter then I’m no longer with you. Even though there was no love in our arranged marriage I still cared about you. You know that right?

Yeah, you had a really weird way of showing it. I thought

I’m very sorry for what you’re about to find out. But know that it is the truth and I kept it away from you for selfish reasons.

Two weeks before I told you I was going to see my mum, I found out that I was pregnant. I didn’t know how to tell you or what your reaction would be like.

What the heck? You could have simply said “Ceaser we’re having a baby” I thought. I sighed and continued.

I didn’t know if you wanted a child…

Of course I did.

…or if you were ready for one. So I lied and ran away. I carried the child and hid in a place where I knew you’d never think of looking for me.

I finally gave birth to a baby girl, my princess, our princess. You found me on the twenty-sixth of February, a month after I had given birth. When you found me, I was back to my old self, so you didn’t notice my excess weight. You couldn’t tell I just had a child. No one could.

I’ve kept this secret since then and I knew I’d have to tell you someday. But now that I have cancer, I fear I might not be able to tell you in person.

She probably wrote this later when we found out she had cancer, that was middle of September – seven months after we found her. She died one month later which was two months ago.

I decided to write a letter to you because I didn’t want to spend my last days with you hating me.

We have a child Ceaser, and she’s soo beautiful. I just have one month left. The reason I told Jack to give this letter to you today is because our princess is one today.

I hope you forgive me for not telling you sooner. I wish I had. We could’ve been with her together. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. Please forgive me Ceaser. Please…


I sighed heavily. I was in shock. No! Shock was an under-understatement.

This just blew me like a bomb.

Why the heck did she do this to me, to our child…to us?

Well its done. I can’t change anything. All I can do is look for my daughter, by all means.

I picked up my phone from the table and dialled John. He answered on the third ring.

“I need you to look for someone for me John” I told him.

“Do you have a clue to where he or she might be?” He asked.

“No” I said.

“Any family or relative?” He asked.

“I’m the only family she has” I said.

“Ok” he sighed “Hmmm, do you have anything that can give me a lead?”

“The only lead died two months ago” I said in frustration.

“Okay. So what do you know about this girl…or woman?” He asked clearly hopeless.

“Today’s her first birthday…and she’s my daughter”.



Jules’ POV

The only thing I now hated work for was cause I had to leave Ivy in the children’s department of the building. I wanted her to be with me all the time, but I knew it wasn’t gonna be easy. I thought as I rode the elevator up with Ivy in my hands. The elevator dinged open then I got out and walked into the lobby.

“Where’s Miranda?” I asked Sofia – Miranda’s assistant

“With the other kids” she said, then she noticed Ivy “Is that her?” She asked

I smiled and nodded.

Her face softened, she had this she’s-soo-adorable look on her face.

“She’s soo cute”.

“I know. I haven’t gotten over it too” I told her.

“Can I hold her?” She asked.

I gave Ivy to Sofia who went willingly smiling adorably at Sofia. I left them in search of Miranda.

Miranda and Sofia are my friends. They knew about the adoption and everything else. They were kinda they ones who pushed me into adopting. So they’re like godmothers to Ivy and they run the daycare. That’s just what makes it easier for me to leave Ivy here. Knowing that Miranda and Sofia will be here with her.

I saw Miranda with other kids. She looked so happy. Miranda loves children but when we tell her to have hers, she just freaks out.

“Jules” she called when she saw me “Where is she?”

“With Sofia” I said and before I knew it, she ran to where Sofia and Ivy were. I followed.

“…so adorable” I heard her say “Hi Ivy” she was talking like a cartoon character “I’m your godmother. Miranda”.

Ivy smiled “Miwanda”.

“Ah, she said my name” Miranda screeched.

“Okay. I’m gonna leave you guys. I’ll be back during lunch break” I said. I went to kiss Ivy “Bye pretty. Momma will see you later.”

“Momma” she said like she was still surprised she had a mum. I left Ivy with my friends still drooling over her.

I got into the elevator and punched the number to my floor. I sighed. First day at work with Ivy. I hope it goes well.

Ceaser’s POV

I was beginning to get impatient. I haven’t been able to focus since the day I found out I had a daughter.

What if she was out there suffering?

I hadn’t heard from John since then. I wondered if he had found anything on my daughter. I sighed.

“Sir? Mr. Lobos is here to see you” Claire’s voice filled my office.

“Let him in” I said.

“Yes sir” she said.

John walked into my office few seconds later.

“John” I got up when he entered “Tell me you have something. You’ve kept me waiting for a week”

“Actually, I have enough” he sat down.

“Okay. Good” I sighed inwardly.

“Okay. So I asked around and your late wife gave her up for adoption and almost a year ago she was adopted by a woman named Jules Jenna. 25 years old, works at ‘Freddie and Co.’ Lives alone, parents…”

“That’s all I need to know John. Do you have her address?” I said.

“Of course” he said and wrote it down. “Sir what exactly do you plan on doing?”

“I’ll go to her house and demand for my child” I said bluntly.

“I don’t think you should do that. She has full right and custody of the child. Even if you were the child’s biological father it wouldn’t matter in court if you press charges which is where this case might end up. And she’ll definitely win the case over and over again.”

I thought about it for a while.

“So I should play it cool”.

He nodded.


And just like that, the perfect plan hit me.

I was gonna get close to her. I’ll gain her trust, get my child and end everything with her.

It’s as easy as that.

I smiled inwardly.

This is gonna be fun…

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Jane Catherine Lanett is a first year engineering student in SHUATS, Allahabad. She dreams and makes up stories of hot American/British/Greek/Italian guys.

She is a music and book lover. Reader and Writer. Singer/Songwriter.

She wrote her first book when she was 8 years old. “The Beginning of The End” is the third book she’s written but the first one she published on wattpad.

Her books are based solely on her ideas and imaginations.

Hook up with her on Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat and Smule: @JaneLanett

Twitter: @JaneCLanett

Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy: Prologue


Ceaser’s POV

I paced back and forth my office. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was all by God’s grace that I haven’t had an heart attack.

I’ve been married to Beatrice for a year and a half, and just ten months ago she disappeared into thin air. She had been behaving weird just a few days before she disappeared and now, no one knows where she is.

I combed my fingers through my hair and sighed heavily.

The private investigators I hired have been on this case for months now. All she said before she disappeared was that she was gonna stay with her mum for a few months.

I wondered why but I never questioned her. But knowing Bea, she had her reasons and she had crazy ways of doing the things she had to do in order to get them done. So, I let her leave. No questions asked.

Two months later, I hadn’t heard a single thing from Bea. I called her mum – Mary – who said she hadn’t seen Bea since we got married. That was eight months ago and up till now, we haven’t found Bea.

My phone rang.

“Yeah?” I said

“We’ve found her Mr. Thompson” Tom – my private investigator – said

I sighed with relief.

Jules’ POV

I struggled with the door as I tried to keep the groceries from falling onto the ground. I finally got the door open after a few attempts. I used my leg to kick it open as I entered, and I kicked it shut. I walked briskly but carefully through my medium-sized-all-white palour into the kitchen. I finally made it into the kitchen and I dumped everything on the kitchen counter. Then I began sorting them out.

Today’s the day.

I thought as a smile made its way to my lips. I was excited and nervous at the same time. Today’s the day I get to meet her. Since my parents died six months ago, I tried to drown myself into my work to prevent myself from breaking down.

But two months ago, I realised it wasn’t right and my parents wouldn’t want that for me. So I made the best decision ever, to adopt a child, cause relationships never ended well for me. My first and last relationship of two years ended tragically which put me – permanently – in the single ladies section of the population. It took me a very long time to get over catching my boyfriend -at that time – cheating on me. With my roommate. In my bed. On my birthday.

Yeah. Taa-daa! Happy Birthday Jules.

I swore off men since then, they just bring havoc into my peaceful life. Relationships are complications.

Been there, done that.

My phone rang.

“Hello?” I said

“Hello. Is this Ms. Jules Jenna?” The person asked formally

“Yes. Who’s asking?”

“I’m calling from the orphanage about…” I was so excited.


“Well your papers just arrived and it has been approved. So all you need to do is come over anytime to sign it. Then you’ll officially and legally become a mother”

I grinned from ear to ear.

My heart bubbled with joy.

“I’m on my way” I hung up immediately.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I picked up the keys to my convertible and ran out the door.

After six weeks of searching for the perfect child, going to court and filling documents, getting an attorney, baby proofing the house, buying a baby cot and many other things.

This was it.

I was finally going to be a mother.

Her mother.

I got into my car and drove off to the orphanage to pick up my daughter.

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Jane Catherine Lanett is a first year engineering student in SHUATS, Allahabad. She dreams and makes up stories of hot American/British/Greek/Italian guys.

She is a music and book lover. Reader and Writer. Singer/Songwriter.

She wrote her first book when she was 8 years old. “The Beginning of The End” is the third book she’s written but the first one she published on wattpad.

Her books are based solely on her ideas and imaginations.

Hook up with her on Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat and Smule: @JaneLanett

Twitter: @JaneCLanett

A little bit of Spice

Hi Guys, I’m super excited in anticipation that you’re gonna like what I’m about to share with you. I decided to do some sort of collaboration with my baby sister. Well you could scratch out the “baby” part because she’s 19 years old… I think *scratches head*. Anyways she’s been writing on Wattpad for over two years now. To be honest I never knew what Wattpad was about until she mentioned it. And last I checked, she’s written over 5 (fiction) novels and has quite a lot of followers (I can’t remember how many exactly. Does that make me a bad sister? No right? Thanks).

In this post, I talked about my resolution to be more consistent with blogging and I’ve been trying my hardest to achieve that slowly. You guys can attest to that right?! In a bid to not only grow my blog, but also give you guys something entertaining to look forward to as well as add spice to things, I had a discussion with my sister which resulted in my decision to bring her in as a guest writer for some time. Starting tomorrow, I’d be putting up excerpts from one of her books on a weekly basis. I hope you guys enjoy reading and I’d be looking forward to your comments.

I included a summary of the book below.

Jules Jenna hates the fact that she’s trying to hide herself in her work to avoid grieving her parents death. She needed someone in her life and she wasn’t good with relationships. But one thing she was good at was taking care of a baby. She decided to adopt a child, whom she fell in love with.

Ceaser Thompson just found out that his deceased wife had his child and gave her up for adoption. Now he wants his child – the heiress of his companies – And he’ll go any lengths to have her as his own, legally.

Will this woman who adopted his daughter give her up easily or Would he have to use his charms to get her to give up and give in?

Find out. Coming right up. If you don’t wanna miss this, then I’d suggest you hit “Subscribe” *winks*.

What do you think the title of the novel might be??? Yes! I deliberately left out the title and I’m feeling so mischievous right now *lol*. Do let me know what your guess is in the comment section.

Laters Guys.

“The Treat”

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It is barely dawn on Saturday as I trudge the two mile dirt road from my apartment to the kennels. The clouds are still hiding the early rays of sunlight and my warm breath fogs my glasses in the chilly air. A grey cat dashes across the road in search of its prey and I feel a strange sense of foreboding; I chuckle softly─ “Don’t be silly, you have walked this road a thousand times”.

As I reach the gate barring the kennels, I forcefully lift up the damaged gate and an eerie silence greets me as I step into the yard. Once again I feel goose bumps as I empty the contents of my sack on a wooden table. Armed with a pack of vials, syringes and dog treats, I release the lock on the first cage and step inside to meet a strange sight; all four dogs slowly pacing the length of the cage with bloodshot eyes and stringy saliva dripping from their jaws. Terror grips me and I whirl around as I hear the familiar click of the cage’s lock. As if on cue, the dogs begin to growl and they charge as one knocks me face down to the ground. My glasses flies off my face and I hear the vials shatter against the concrete.

As my vision blurs, I feel a searing pain as the dogs tear furiously at my clothes and bite into my flesh. Summoning every ounce of strength, I rise to my feet and race for the door. A wave of nausea washes over me and I crash to the floor in a bloody heap, unable to stand. The dogs are on me in an instant, wildly ripping muscles and tendons apart as I slowly fade into oblivion…
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