The Hidden Truth

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Chapter Two

(Sophie)

As he still stands there looking at me, I see his eyes harden. I’m taking back by his stern look.

Shouldn’t I be the one pissed at him!!

“Mummy, is that my daddy?” Oh shit, I didn’t want this to be the first time he heard this, even if it’s true.

I just stand there like a deer in headlights. I’m speechless. I try to speak, but nothing comes out. I feel Evie grabbing my hand harder. She brings me back to reality.

I snap my eyes to her to see her beaming up at him with pure admiration. I wish he could have had this from the start...

I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. I can do this for Evie’s sake. I need to put all the anger for him behind me.

“Yes, baby, can you just give mummy a minute, please? I need to speak to your daddy.” She looks at me and gives me her brightest smile before turning away to sit on the chairs, but she doesn’t stop staring at him.

“Get that fucking whore out of this building now.” What? I didn’t notice that Natalie had her phone to her ear. Whore? Like she can talk, and why isn’t he saying anything?! The elevator door opens, and two bulky men start walking towards me. Say something, Ben, anything?

“Miss, you need to leave now.” They grab my arm hard, pulling me away from Ben.

“Stop!” I hold my breath silently, thanking him. “Take your hands off her now and you!” He glares at Natalie. “Don’t dare order anything without my saying.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Did Ben just stick up for me?

Natalie walks off with her tail stuck between her legs. Or should I say devil tail? Ben nods his head to the two hulk-like men. Leaving just the two of us.

I don’t know how to start this conversation all these years. I had it all planned out, and now seeing him and standing in front of him, all the words I wanted to say are gone. My mind is blank.

“What are you doing here? Why did she call me daddy?” I shy away from his anger, his fist clenching at his side. I’m taken back by his hard voice, but what did I expect? It has been years.

I feel like a bucket of ice has been thrown on me, but what I’m more shocked at is the hatred towards me. I can see it in his eyes. I need to put my front on. And act strong because I am strong. I have gone through so much in the years I have lived more so that anyone in a lifetime no stuff than two lifetimes.

“Well, Ben, if you picked the phone up to me, you would have known. Can’t you see she’s your daughter? I don’t want anything from you before you start saying that. I just want Evie to have her dad in her life.” Please, I almost whisper.

When I did tell him I was pregnant all those years ago, I expected him to believe me, but he didn’t. He thought all I wanted was his money. I never knew why he acted the way he did with me.

That’s why I need to put it out there that I’m not after his money. I don’t care about money. All it shows is no matter how much you have. It doesn’t make you happy, just greedy.

“I don’t know what game you’re playing, Sophie, but she can’t be mine. I told you from the start I don’t believe you. I don’t know why it’s taken you this long to come back. If she were really mine, you wouldn’t have waited four years for me to see her, but I’m past caring to be honest with you.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath, hoping Evie never heard what he’s just said.

He is right, though. I should have come sooner, but I did try to call him—more than once. As I said, he never wanted to see me. I let it go until Evie asked, and I did the right thing by putting her needs before my own.

I see him staring at Evie. I can see a little something there that tells me he does believe me. He just doesn’t want to admit he’s wrong. He doesn’t want to admit that when he threw me away; he threw his daughter away as well...

My memories go back to when I told him I was pregnant.

(Flashback!)

After cooking dinner for us and getting everything ready to tell him the news, god, I’m so nervous but also excited. It will be a shock for him, but I know he will be there for us, just like he always has been. I hear the front door open, and I get giddy at the fact I get to tell the love of my life that we’re having a baby.

God, it’s now or never. I walk through the kitchen. He looks so yummy in his grey suit and his black tie loosened around his neck, good enough to eat. “Hey baby, did you have a good day at work?”

The look on his face tells me everything. He’s not in the mood for talking. He storms over to me. He takes his hands and wraps them around my legs, picking me up. He gives my arse a nice tight squeeze. Oh yes, I know what I’m in for.

I know what he wants when he’s had a bad day. He likes to fuck it out of him. I know this isn’t going to be love making. This is going to be hard and rough, but I know after that, he will take me into his arms and explain what has gone off.

He climbs the stairs with me still wrapped around him. He starts trailing paper kisses all over my neck. I feel myself starting to get wet. Not like that will take much; I’m constantly soaking when it comes to him.

I rub myself up against him, trying to get some friction to the place I need it most. His ranging bulge is pressing against my core. He throws me on the bed, ripping my soaking panties off.

Ever so slowly, he takes his shirt off, teasing me. The look in his eyes tells me he wants it hard, maybe even harder than he’s taken me before. Pulling his trousers and boxers down, I see his raging cock stand twitching against his stomach, making my mouth water.

Walking towards me, he brings his tie to my hands, making sure I can’t touch him. He works his way down my body, kissing every inch of me. Fuck, I could come like this. I need him in me now.

My pussy is pulsing like there is no tomorrow, wanting him there. I lift my hips to meet his mouth, his tongue hits my clit, and I moan so loud, trying to bite my lip to keep quiet, but they’re no use when he starts eating me out like I’m his last meal.

I’m fucking his face. I can see my juices covering him. My orgasm hits me like a train screaming out his name. “Ben fuck yes, that’s it.” I panted, trying to get my breathing back to normal.

He crawls up my body, kissing me. I can taste myself on his tongue. I taste like honey...He wraps my legs around his hips and pushes straight into me. My core tightens around him, squeezing him like a vessel. He grunts on top of me, pounding into me, thrust after thrust. My hips go up to meet his, but he pulls my legs open even more to hold me still as he dives deeper and harder into me.

I feel another orgasm coming. He grabs hold of my neck, squeezing tight as my eyes roll back as I squirt all of his cock. I feel him pulsing inside of me before he grunts out my name.

Both covered in sweat, he rolls off me, pulls me closer to his chest and kisses my head, our hearts beating the same speed. I look up at him and smile. This is it for me. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else other than him.

I feel nervous about telling him I can tell he knows something up as he pops up on his elbow to face me. “Ben, I need to tell you something”, oh god, here goes. I take a deep breath. “I’m pregnant”. I bite my lip to hide the smile that is forming on my face.

The look in his eye. I’ve never seen such hurt, maybe even a bit of hate. He pulls away from me so fast I don’t understand?

“I think you better get dressed and leave. I don’t even want to look at you right now.”

I’m too shocked even to move. To hear the words come out of his mouth. I try to pull myself to sit up, but the next thing I know is he’s dragging me from the bed.

“I said, get the fuck out. I can’t deal with this shit right now.” Tear start to fall from my eyes. I try to look around for my clothes, falling over my own two feet because everything is blurry.

He picks them up and throws them at me. I look up to meet his eyes. “Please, Ben, talk to me. I don’t know why you’re so angry. I thought maybe you’d be happy we talked about this. You said maybe one day.” What is happening? I don’t understand any of this!

“Yeah, but that was before I found out what a slut you are. I didn’t want to believe her, but I see now it’s all true. Is this what you planned, trapping me? I don’t even believe it’s mine. The way you opened your legs to me after you told me what you went through was that a lie to just to get me to feel sorry for you, that thing in there.” He points to my flat stomach. “Could be anyone’s, but I know for a fact it’s not mine. We were safe up until you were on the pill.”

Hearing him bring up my past kills me. He knows what I went through. Why is he throwing that in my face? After everything, I told him. I was starting to live with the pain, but right now. He’s opened it all back up.

I can’t stop the tears that are rolling down my face. I can’t even see straight. I thought we were happy. I’m so confused right now I pull myself up from the floor.

“I don’t understand. You just had sex with me less than five minutes ago. Why did you do that if you thought all of that?” My voice breaks.

“I thought you loved me.”

He marches over to me, grabbing my neck, pinning me to the wall.

“Don’t you get it? I was fucking you out of my system. So thanks for that. I’ve had a lot better than you, but then again, you are good at sucking my cock.” He slowly removes his hands from my neck, and I run so fast down the stairs, trying to get my clothes on as quickly as I can. I grab my bag off the side and run out of the door. I don’t even get my shoes. It’s so cold it’s the middle of November in New York, rain coming down fast, but I can’t stand to be in there any longer with him.

I try not to take the words to heart. It was just words, right? But I knew deep down in me it wasn’t, and he meant every single word he said.

I run into the road trying to get a taxi. There is only one place I can think of going to, and that’s Lucy’s house. I give the taxi driver her address.

I can’t even remember getting out of the taxi or looking at the time, but I’m here banging on her door.

I can see the lights turning on through the glass. When she opens the door, I just fall into her arms and sob. I’ve never felt so broken, not even when I went through hell with my past. Why, as everything changed in a blink of an eye.

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