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Thalia’s Pov
My chest pounded with frustration as I took a deep breath. I couldn’t believe his audacity. Brandon was
previously correct in his assessment of him. He was incredibly obnoxious, pushing his nose into
everything that was not his business.
But I couldn’t believe what I’d just said. Was it because Brandon was the only person who had time to
listen to my story, or was it because he was helping me?
He described his rtionship with Nestor as “condition love.” However, I believed that love could be
transformed from a conditional to an unconditional state. I fixed my gaze on Nestor and pointed to the
door.
Instead of walking out he sighed and sat down in a chair. I wondered if he had a life outside of Brandon
as I nced at him. Brandon may have been correct in his assumption that he was g*y and interested
in him.
“It is almost midnight, don’t you have a girlfriend to get to?” I asked in a serious tone.
“No, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be,” he said. “Who do you think will clean whatever sh*t he’s
gotten you into if he dies at any moment?” he wondered.
I locked my sight on him for a few moments before shifting it to Brandon.
Brandon said softly, “I warned you he was irritating.”
“Let me remind you that I am a big girl who can take care of herself,” I responded, irritatedly looking up
at Nestor. He was so bl*****dy irritating.
To my annoyance, he burst outughing and began pping. “As you did with your father’s fortune?”
he inquired solemnly. “Or as you did in court when you were asked to give your side of the story!” he
continued.
As my temperature rose, I tightened my hand but remained glued to my seat. He had both nerves and
audacity? Who did he think he was, he was just a mere bumbling pilot.
Brandon was the only one who was allowed to taunt andugh at me. That’s where I drew the line, and
no one else was permitted to make fun of me after that.
Brandon proposed, “I have a rifle beneath the bed, you can shoot him and we can bury him outside.”
I felt like skinning him alive and Brandon’s suggestion was not bad. We would definitely get away with
killing him.
“Mr. Fraser, tell me what’s going on here, what’s the n? Assassinate Josh and take over the
“It’s my d*mn business!” It’s my bl***dypany, not Josh’s, and I’m going to get it back anyway I can!”
I became enraged and screamed at him.
“Thalia, you’re drunk,” he responded.
Brandon surprised me by saying, “We’re not killing anyone; we just stole his sperm and sliced off his
testicles.” The jacka*s revealed without consulting me.
Nestor must have worked for him and been loyal to him, but I didn’t trust him, and I did not recall talking
about bringing on a third wheel or Nestor on how ns.
“What are you doing, Brandon?” I inquired, trying so hard to control my temper. As I gazed at a stunned
Nestor.
“Nestor, go warm the pizza,” Brandon ordered, “I need to speak with Thalia alone.” Nestor stood up
swiftly and quietly exited through the kitchen door. I deduced that he required some fresh air to process
what his boss had just said.
“Why on earth would you inform him about our secret n?” I asked.
“He’s right; after I die, he will be the only m*ron who will be able to aid you without asking any
questions as long as I give him orders.”
“But, Bradon, I was under the impression that you didn’t trust him?”
“No, I don’t,” he said, “but I have a 30% faith in him.”
Nestor walked back in without the Pizza before I could say anything further. “Please don’t tell me you’re
nning to have Josh’s child? The man who betrayed you, humiliated you, and stole everything from
you?” he inquired
I said, “My body, my business.”
“But, why, Thalia?” he asked in a disappointing tone. “Brandon, I thought you liked her, so why would
you let her have a baby with that monster?”
Brandon and I both choked as he asked. Brandon rose from myp and locked his gaze on me for a
brief while before immediately turning aware.
It was strange, did he like me and told Nestor about it? Or was I overthinking again but I noted he was
too defensive.
“Who told you I liked her?” he spat out.
“I can tell by the way you look at her and the fact that you haven’t f**ked her yet,” he replied.
Brandon breathed in heavily, if he hadn’t been fatigued, he would have lunged at Nestor and ripped his
head apart. “Nestor, you’ve been fired and will not be included in the n?” Brandon screamed.
“I’m the only one you have and the only one who can put sense of what’s going on in your thoughts.
Brandon, why are you doing this? You can get thepany in a variety of ways?”
“This is the only quick method to stall whatever future locks he will put on thepany” Brandon
answered, “she bes pregnant and we file ownership cease.” He said, “I promised to get her the
“How long do alternative approaches take?” Nestor asked.
“At least seven months,” he said.
“Just give me themands, and I’ll make sure the board gets her thepany,” Nestor offered.
Brandon turned to face me, my mind was still processing Brandon’s reply to Nestor’s question
regarding his feelings for me.
“Brandon, we’ve previously discussed this,” I said after clearing my throat.
“This isn’t just about taking over thepany,” I exined as I stood up from my bed, pointing at Josh
as I walked up to the Tv screen.
“This man deceived me into believing I was barren for four years. Because he didn’t want to have a
child with me, he paid off all the doctors who told me I couldn’t conceive!” I spat out and spun around,
fuming, to confront the two of them.
“So, Nestor, please don’t try to persuade me otherwise; once I’m done with Josh, I’m going to
Greend to live a happy life with my daughter,” I added. I noticed Brandon’s smile after I stated the
Nestor shifted his gaze to Brandon, Brandon exined, “I’m leaving my sperm in case she wishes to
have my child in my memory. If you like, you can also offer yours,” he stated.
“This is a serious matter, Brandon,”
He retorted, “Who said I was joking?” I shook my head and wiped my blow; I was not in the mood for
him, I was exhausted and in desperate need of a shower.
“But, what if Josh files awsuit against you?” Nestor asked.
“We’re leaving him in poverty, just like he left me and he will have no power to buywyers or judges,
or even hire one,” I replied.
“But will all this be fair to the child?”
“Was what he did fair to my father? Was it fair that a man only worked hard and in the process, they
targeted his daughter and destroyed her? What was my crime, tell me what crime I did apart from
loving him?” I asked, tears rolling down my cheeks.
To my surprise Brandon got up and walked to me, giving me a huge hug.
He patted my back and said, “It’s okay, we’ll get those sperm in you.” Nestor attempted to object, but
he was stopped. “Nestor is taking you to a private hospital where you will be inseminated tomorrow,” he
said.
I wiped my tears and asked him to take a seat. It was too early for him to be using his legs after an
episode.
“I’m OK; I’m simply hungry,” he replied
“Where’s the pizza, Nestor?” As I escorted Brandon to his bed, I inquired. I could feel his warm breath
on my brows. His temperature was rising. “ Do you feel like taking a chilly bath?”
“No, I’m okay,” he said.
Nestor returned with the Pizza and ced it on the table. I sn*tched a piece of pepperoni from the
counter and attempted to shove it into Brandon’s mouth. “Hey, mushroom is my favorite; I despise
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pepperoni,” he said
“What? Who on earth despises pepperoni? Are you serious, who raised you?” I inquired, astonished,
as I selected the mushroom vor. I shrugged and nced at it, but he moved again. “Brandon, trust
me, you’ll be OK,” I said.
He looked at me as if he was pondering something, then he slowly opened his mouth for me, and I
inserted a small piece.
I observed he paused before swallowing, contemting again, as he closed his eyes and chewed
slowly. I grabbed a bottle of water and delivered it to him fast.
As I signaled for another piece of pizza, I was certain he was waiting for the pizza to go down his
throat. “Wait,” he whispered as he took my hand in his. He let me insert another piece after a few
minutes.
“Are you a witch?” he inquired after he realized he was not going to vomit. The new system
“Yes, East End Witch,” I replied and began teasing him about his unusual pizza selection. It was so
in and uninteresting.
We had forgotten about Nestor for a moment as we continued to argue about which Pizza was the best
and jumped from one topic to another.
We wereughing and joking when a minute ago I was angry, yelling and crying. To get us out of our
bubble, Nestor had to clear his throat.
“You are bothering us; please leave and remember to pick up Thalia in the morning,” Brandon spoke
first.
“Why would youe up with such a n when it is obvious that…”
“Please, Nestor, be quiet!” Brandon became enraged and yelled at him. I could tell he was distressed
because he refused a piece of pizza.
Nestor was clearly overstepping his bounds; he recognized it and instantly apologized. He asked,
“Thalia, can I have a minute with you?”
“Isn’t it obvious that she’s feeding me?”
“It’ll only take a minute,” he responded.
“Brandon, don’t worry, I’ll be right back,” I said and stood up, escorting Nestor out. I was well aware of
his legitimate concerns, but I was not going to change my decision. I had been a fool and had lost
everything; now I was going to be a fool again and regain it all.
When he turned to face me outside, I was the one who spoke up first. “I know you mean well, Nestor,
and certainly, Brandon tried to change my mind but he failed to persuade me to change my mind.”
“But, thalia, what if that child grows up to despise you?”
I said, “It’s a risk I’m ready to take,” I replied and gave him a tight hug, saying my good night. There
was no debating, my mind was already made up. He stared at me disappointed even though we had
just known each other for some days, he genuinely cared about me.
“I wille and pick you up at 7 am,” he said and walked away. I watched him as he got onto his
helicopter and flew away.
I wrapped my arms around myself thinking about tomorrow and the life changing procedure that I was
willing to take in order to destroy my enemy.