HER BABY’S DADDY

JAX

I glared at the Janis’ younger sister as she ambled her way back into the car and banged the door so loudly.

Gearing up her engines, she drove off leaving a trail of dust behind.

Anger was an understatement of what I felt at the moment.

This woman had utterly disgraced me all because of her wealth.

My rage seared words in my heart and it tightened around my chest, almost making me forgetting to breathe.

I will never forgive the Walters for this humiliation and I promise to pay them back.

The only way I could make them pay was to become rich and come back for my son.

With determination in my heart and a sternly resolve across my face, I vowed to come back to come claim my son but the only difference was that this time, I won’t come back as a poor and wretched man.

I will come back as a billionaire and I’ll get my son back.

Whether Janis liked it or she didn’t.

My eyes drifted down to the dollar notes the woman threw at me and my fist clenched in anger, my eyes seething in rage.

Who did she think I was? A common beggar that would accept all her insults and rude remarks all because of a few dollar notes?

Certainly not!

I’ll make sure to humiliate the Walters the same way this mannerless brat of a woman did to me today.

The jaw dropping expression on their faces will be priceless when I, Jax Storms, comes back to claim what is rightfully mine.

I wouldn’t be dressed in tattered and worn out clothes anymore. Instead I’ll be dressed as a man of authority and this puny and stupid sister of Janis will definitely get to know what I’m capable off.

My eyes narrowed into slits of fury and my mounting rage tightened my throat.

My fist balled tightly and my anger had my body demanding.

Angrily, I stormed out of the mansion, ignoring the glares the security guards threw at me.

“Miss Stravis definitely got him mad. He looks like an angry bull” I heard one whisper behind my back as I angrily stormed out of the vicinity.

This was the height of it all.

All because I came back for my baby, I got heaps upon heaps of insult being thrown and hurled at me by that mannerless brat.

A pained chuckle left my lips and I was so hot under my collar.

I notice Janis sister making a reverse as she attempted to drive back towards the mansion.

On getting to where I was, she lowered down the tinted windows of her car.

Her wrath became so apparent as she shot me an icy stare and wrinkled her nose in disgust.

“You didn’t pack up the money?

I suggest you go pack up that money. You need it. You should be grateful I even gave you money instead of calling the police on a low life thief like you. When you are done packing up the money, Get out of my house because if I should ever see you anywhere near the vicinity or premises of this house, I promise you, you will regret ever knowing me” the woman snarled in fury, her bloodshot orbs on me.

With frustration ripping me apart, I walked out of her sight as she drove out of mine.

Did I look that bad that Stravis, according to what the guard had called her, could smell that I wasn’t financially buoyant?

Was I dressed that bad that my aura wreaked of poverty and it was bodly written across my face that I was living from hand to mouth?

I came here just to meet Janis and talk to her about our baby.

I had millions of question to ask her.

I wanted to know why she kept the baby.

I was just an ordinary Uber driver when we met and I got her pregnant. Why did she now keep the child of an uber driver?

A child whose father’s identity was a mystery even to her?

I needed to find the answer to that question.

And also why she didn’t bother to find me and tell me about our baby.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

My mind was in turmoil.

I just wanted to see my baby but instead this snoobish and vain woman hurled insults at me and made me feel like I wasn’t worth to even have a child all because I wasn’t in the same league with them.

I walked down the street, zoning everyone and everything out while I just filled my mind with my own issues.

I will defintely get my revenge on this family.

And they will regret ever looking down on poor people.

I have never seen anyone as conceited and rude as these two sisters.

Both of the girls were rude, proud, conceited and snobby.

Janis had flaunted her money in front of me when she first met me.

She had used her money to shut me up even when I tried to object to the sex she wanted from me.

Janis was so drunk and she just wanted to use me to forget her sorrows.

She wanted to use me as a one night stand and she was ready to do that.

She even paid a hefty amount to me, she gave me an offer I couldn’t resist because she knew a poor man wouldn’t be able to say no and I foolishly didn’t say no.

I needed that money badly. I had been looking for a way to quit my uber job and her pay was more than what I needed to quit and start up a new phase in my life.

I took the money and I let her have me that night. Women weren’t the only ones whose body could be used.

Janis used mine and tossed me out when she had gotten me enough to her fill.

She even made sure to keep the news of her being pregnant a secret and when I came for my baby and to see her, her arrogant sister, Stravis, humiliated me and treated me like a lowlife pig.

Sleeping with Janis might have been the biggest mistake of my life.

She and her sister trampled over me and treated me like a piece of trash.

But it wasn’t their faults, It was mine instead.

It was my fault for giving these girls a chance to insult and use me.

Well not anymore.

I’ll be back soon.

And this time, I’ll come back as a stinking billionaire.

I’ll have my revenge and have my son even if it was the last thing I do.

Halting a taxi, I called my destination for the driver and slipped inside with my anger still boiling.

* * * * *

Bringing the glass of liquor to my lips, I sculled it down immediately and poured my self another glass without hesitation.

I had drove down to the bar to just scull down my sorrows and hang out with my friend.

My brain kept on creating flashbacks of the humiliating events that took place today.

Stravis hateful and toxic words to me always hit me deep whenever I recollect them. She was so brutal and savagery.

She loathed my entire being and even felt repulsed by breathing the same air I breathed.

She rained heavy insulting words at me that were targeted at degrading me and my status.

I’ve never felt more ashamed and humiliated.

Stravis words and my ordeal with the Walter sisters really made me sit and think about my entire life.

I could not go on living like this.

I needed to be rich. I needed to be financially stable and buoyant.

Looking back at my achievements so far, I realised the highest achievement I had gotten was in getting myself a used car and quiting my uber job.

I couldn’t boast of a single property apart from that neither could I say that I had a good job which was earning me enough in a month.

I was a bartender, working shifts in the night and afternoon to make ends meet.

My job was to serve people and tolerate whatever words they said to me.

My life seemed like a total mess.

I didn’t have a father. I was raised by a single mother after my own father abandoned her to her fate.

My childhood wasn’t rosy like that of wealthy kids neither was it an easy going one.

I had always suffered when growing up and now I still am.

Fuck! I banged my fist on the table causing my friend to stare at me in shock.

“Hey why are you so angry man?” He inquired with a puzzled look.

“It’s nothing” I mumbled.

“You told me about a mystery woman you had a one night stand with. Have you been able to find her?”

“No” I sighed taking another scull of my alcohol.

“Jax who is this woman that you can’t find for so many months and why can’t you just let her go instead of searching for her? I mean there are other fishes in the sea. Why are you so bent on getting her? Is she rich?” He nudged at my shoulder with a grin and mischief in his eyes.

I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head at him, not wanting to give a reply.

I was honestly tired to the bones.

I was tired of allowing the rich trample over me like I had no say in my life.

I wanted to be rich, filthy rich and treat snobbish girls like the Walter sisters big lessons of their lives.

I wanted to humilate them the same way they did to me.

“Jax?”the worried voice of my friend cut into my thoughts.

I drifted my eyes to gaze at him.

“You seem awfully quiet today? What’s the matter? Is it because of that chick? Forget her. She’s not worth it. She’s probably with another nigga, kissing his ass and riding him like she did with you.

Stop thinking about her. When you called me to have a drink with you, I thought we would have a good time and chill. I didn’t come here to meet you sulking like a child” He huffed at me.

I gave a dark chuckle and shook my head.

He couldn’t understand my predicament.

I was just insulted today because of my financial status. Revenge, hatred for the Walter sisters and desire to become rich had clouded my thoughts.

“I don’t want to drink Micheal. I want to become so filthy rich” I gazed at him.

Micheal was taken aback by my sudden statement.

“I want to have it all. The money, fame, the contracts, the houses.

I want it all to my name. I don’t want to be this lowly poor dude that every one tramples upon. I want to be so rich that even the rich tremor when they hear of my name being spoken. Only then will I be able to get what I truly want in life” I huskily said as my eyes had a faraway look in them.

I meant every single word I said and I’ll make sure I become wealthy and come back for my son even if it’s the last thing I do.