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"Mother of my child."

My eyes widened in fear when he introduced me as the mother of his child. My heart started beating fast, and sweat started to form on my forehead. His heated eyes were still on me, and I didn't dare look at him. Slowly, everything started to fade around me. Voices started to sound distinct. I lifted my fearful eyes to look at the old couple. The old couple standing in front of me too had shocked expressions on their faces. I bit my lower lip hard as my anxiety took the best of me. I slowly lifted my eyes to look at him. My breath hitched when my light brown, fearful eyes clashed with his forest green eyes already looking down at me. We kept staring at each other without uttering a word. The prolonged silence was killing me with each passing second. His serious facade broke, and he showed me his teeth.

"I'm just kidding. She is my date for tonight," he said, still looking down at me as if he were looking straight into my soul. I looked away while taking heavy breaths.

"Well, that was quite a surprise for us. You got us," that old man laughed, joining him as he patted his back.

"Look at her; you scared her," his wife said, joining them.

"Did I?" he said, pulling me towards him. I forced a smile on my lips, still not daring to look back at him. All this time, my heart was beating in my mouth. I need to breathe in the fresh air.

"Excuse me," I said, trying to get out of his hold, but he stopped me.

"Where do you think you are going?" He asked in his firm tone, not letting me go out of his hold.

"I need to go to the washroom," I said in the same tone, not wanting to sound timid even though I was shaking from inside. We felt that old couple looking at us curiously. He let me go even though he didn't want to. I could tell it from his face. I forced myself to smile again at the old couple before walking away. I walked away while gasping for air. I don't know what's happening around me. I felt a little light-headed and wanted to sit very badly. I searched for the restroom for five minutes before finding it in the corner. I walked into it, and luckily no one was there. I balanced my body while putting my hands on the sink. I was having a very bad feeling after what he said. Why did he say that? Did he find out about Neil being my son and not my lover? What if he did? What will he do? No, it can't be. I can't let it happen. I would never let him see my son as his mistake. I took out my phone and called Ellen. I wanted to hear Neil's voice very badly.

"Ellen, I want to talk with Neil," I said restlessly while pressing my forehead with another hand. A slight throb has started to form in it.

"Is everything okay?" Ellen asked, sensing the restlessness in my voice.

"Yes, Ellen, it's just that I want to talk with him," I said calmly, trying to assure her.

"Ok," she said, still not convinced, but handed the cell phone to Neil.

"Mama," when I heard it from his mouth, stopped beating fast, and my restlessness went away. I talked with him until my heartbeat evened out. I splashed some water on my face to awaken my senses. I stayed there until I composed myself. I walked back to the event after a few minutes with a less anxious heart. I moved my eyes through the crowd, but I couldn't find him. I was busy searching for him when someone came and stood in front of me.

"Hey," he said, making me look at him. I saw a familiar face standing in front of me, but I couldn't make out where I had seen him. He looked like he was in his late thirties.

"Hey," I said, brushing that thought away and looking back into the crowd to find him.

"I have seen you somewhere," he said, perplexed, making me look at him with furrowed eyes. When I looked at his face neatly, my eyes widened. He is the guy who always asked a manager for a private dance from me. He asked him every day, even though I refused to do it.

"I don't think so. Please excuse me." I stuttered a bit in fear of getting exposed, but I composed myself. He won't recognise me. I cover my face with a mask while performing. I tried to walk away, but he took hold of my hand, making me stop.

"No, I'm sure I have seen you somewhere," he said, not giving up as his curious eyes moved all over my body, trying to solve the mystery of where he saw me. I tried to get my hands out of his hold, but he wouldn't let it go. My worst nightmare has come into existence.

"What the fuck is going on here?" I heard a mad voice from Skyler, and it made both of us look at him.

"Mr. Addams," a whisper left his mouth to recognise him. His forest-green eyes moved on his hand, which was holding me tightly. His nose flared in anger, and he took a threatening step in his direction.

"How dare you touch her?" "He said that, taking hold of his collar and pulling him up to his height. I gasped in horror. I don't want them to fight because now people are looking our way.

"Why are you fighting for this stri—" he said with a smug look on his face as he finally recognised where he had seen me. But before he could complete his sentence, Skylar punched him hard in the face.

"Skylar," I almost screamed while taking hold of his hand, but he yanked it and again punched him. My eyes widened in fear when I saw blood coming out of his lips. His bodyguard came running and separated them, but Skyler pulled him up and looked straight into his eyes.

"If I ever see you near her, I will kill you," he threatened before letting go of his collar. I saw him gulping in fear. His bodyguard and the security at the venue dragged him out. I found people murmuring around me. He took hold of my hand and dragged me with him away from the small audience gathered around us. He dragged me where no one could see us. He only let go of my hand when we were alone. I stood there, taking support from the wall, my hands grabbing my gown in tension. He looked at me with his mad eyes while pacing around with both hands on his hips. What if he had said I was stripping in front of everyone? My legs had turned weak. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. I swallowed hard, feeling his furious eyes on me as he paced to control his anger. I stood there a little scared of his mad demeanour. One second he was pacing around, and the very next second he was standing in front of me, nose to nose, with his forest green eyes looking at me in pure anger. My heart started beating fast in fear.

"You were whoring here too?" he asked in his mad voice. I looked at him in disbelief.

"What?" I said it with incredulity in my eyes.

"What would have happened if everyone out there came to know that you strip to get men's attention?" he said furiously while moving forward.

"You think I strip for men's attention?" I questioned myself, swallowing the bubble forming in my throat.

"If you don't strip for men's attention, then why do you do it?'' he questioned, looking dead in my eyes.

"Tell me I'm waiting," he questioned again, waiting for my answer and putting more pressure on me to get an answer out of my mouth.

"For the money," I said, explaining why I do it. The money that comes from it pays my son's hospital bills.

"Then why didn't you accept the money when I offered it to you?" he asks, his voice turning even more grave. A big lump formed at the base of my throat. He is talking about the money I would get after being his whore. That money, which I would get from my child's father for his treat after sleeping with his father, Tears formed in my eyes, but I swallowed them.

"Because it's yours and I don't want your money," I said, looking straight into his eyes and trying my best to push back my tears.

"Is that the only reason why you don't want my money?" he questioned with the same seriousness in his eyes. I kept looking back into his eyes. I swallowed hard before opening my mouth to answer him.

"Yes," I murmured with a little trembling yet a firm edge to it. A humourless chuckle left his mouth as he pushed himself away from me, putting both hands on his hips and pushing his blazer a little backwards. His furious eyes remained fixed on me, keeping my petite frame pinned to the wall. He bit his lower lip while nodding his head to the thoughts arising in his head.

"We are leaving," he announces while removing his tie and starting to walk out. I blinked my eyes in disbelief before following him after a few seconds. In a few minutes, we were out of the venue. But he was walking too fast. I lost him when he took a turn. I looked left and right, but I could not find him. Suddenly, my hand was yanked with a tight grip on it.

"Got you," the person said, sending a shiver through my spine. I found that same person standing in front of me with a sinister smile on his face and blood dripping from his lips. Where did he come from? His next words made my body tremble in fear.

"No one is here to save you now."

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