Claimed By The Russian Billionaire
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“Uncle I understand now!” Vitaliy jr shouted at the breakfast table beside the pool, back at the house on the affluent North of the city, “You homosexual no?!”
Leander almost choked on his morning tea-he thought that at twenty nine, he was too young for morning coffee, “What would make you say that?!” he asked clearly amused.
“Well you see plenty beautiful women and you no touch one! Maybe you like the man instead. It is okay to share.” The young man said earnestly, “You is family and I no judge”
That was too much and Leander burst out laughing. He loved this kid, and the more they spent time together, the more he hoped to have a family of his own one day. He had been wrong to separate himself from his family for this long.
“Hey you want to see something neat?” Leander asked
He took a croissant and flung a small piece into the piece into the pool.
Vitaliy jr clapped as a bird swooped down and picked it up with its claw.
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“Miss Joanne, you’re pregnant!” the elderly doctor said; with a wide grin on his face “Congratulations!”
Mary smiled back, said thanks, took the results, and left the office.
She had seen this coming. She had suspected she was pregnant the moment she had started realizing the male staffers and even the older kids had started being overtly attentive and kind.
Instead of being flattered, she had suspected something amiss when it started getting harder to get up in the mornings.
Damn you Vitaliy Kolarov she thought to herself, as she made it back to her beat down car waiting in the parking lot. She sobbed quietly during the drive home.
Mary had grown up with an alcoholic father, and while that was not exactly ideal, she had also known many kids on the block who had no dads and she was happy for what life had given her. Now it seemed her baby would have to join the ranks.
Damn you Vitaliy Kolarov she thought again.
True to form, she switched on the entertainment channel and was greeted with Leander’s smiling face.
Only for a brief second, then it was gone. I knew that scoundrel looked familiar, she thought. She thought she had seen a boy who looked just like him hanging about to his side-so he had a son too!
She had probably seen him on the television, which was why he looked so familiar. He was probably a married celebrity pervert who had been looking for a brief tumble in the rough to satisfy his sick appetite.
Damn him!
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Old Ms. Marjorie Landry was patiently observing Mary as she took her time taking a seat at the opposite end of the desk.
“You okay child?” she asked concernedly, “I am aware that you are asking for a short leave for health reasons?” Ms. Landry persisted.
“It’s okay Marjorie; I just don’t feel well that’s all. I don’t want to be a nuisance around here that’s all”
“I seen the way the guys treat you these days, all the attention you getting…”
“What?! No way Marjorie” Mary said blushing, “You’re like a mama to me and I swear I would tell you anything if anything was up-especially something like that. I just taking real good of myself that’s all” she said and tried to laugh it off.
Ms. Landry let it lie.
“Well I wanted to ask you a favor before you leave for your break child. We got a Vitaliy Kolarov who is very interested in our soccer department and would like to join in on the fun during the holidays.”
The name hit Mary like a lightning bolt, “Who did you say wanted to play soccer and why am I needed exactly?”
“Young kid from Russia: You know this Europeans are passionate about the damn game. Why this is important because the youth center is more than just one department or one kid. It is a complex structure that requires complex needs; one of dem’s finance. This kid has got a rich uncle and I want you to sell this place to him.
Now before you start protesting and saying otherwise I want you to agree with me that you know this place better than the others do-you practically grew up here, and since you showed up the kids have really warmed up to you”
“Ms. Majorie you are a rogue,” Mary said, smiling and shaking her head, “you sure that the only reason you sending me out there to sell this place”