Page 2 of Trust in my Heart (Desires of the Heart 2)

Chapter One

Easton

It has been weeks since we have seen Helen. She had ended up drugging Dylan with a date rape drug. The blood tests showed that she had indeed slipped him something.

We had found out that one of our bartenders; the new one we hired, had slipped him something and when Helen arrived, he gave her a nod.

We will make sure that he won’t get away with it. The tapes show him doing it, and our lawyers are working on charging him. I would have loved to show him that he messed with the wrong family, but Dylan wanted to handle this the legal way.

The cameras at the restaurant showed what time she was there and when she left. The camera in his office was turned off; which was something that never happens. Dylan takes the security very seriously, and always has the cameras running. I’m thankful for that right now.

Dylan hasn’t done much since then. He works and goes home, and he barely lets us touch him. I hate Helen so much for what she has done.

Right now, Dylan and Braxton are cooking supper in the kitchen when I get a call from downstairs that someone was here for us. Of course, no one can come up without our okay. When I hear who it is, I feel a whole amount of rage inside of me.

The elevator dings and, when the door opens, it reveals Helen’s face.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing here? You have a lot of nerve showing your face,” I growl at her.

The bitch smirks at me. “I’m here because of this,” she says, showing me an ultrasound. My jaw drops.

“What are you talking about?” I whisper and take the picture.

“Didn’t Dylan tell you about our wild night in his office two months ago?” she asks, smirking and sitting down on the couch like she owns it.

“You mean the night you drugged and raped him?” I shout, causing Dylan and Braxton to come running. Dylan’s face drains of all colour when he sees who is here.

“He enjoyed every minute of it,” she says smugly.

“Fuck that,” Dylan hisses.

“Well, I’m here because I’m having your baby,” she says, and I hold out the picture to them.

“What the fuck do you expect from me?” Dylan asks. Both of his hands are clenched.

“What about the condoms we saw on the floor?” Braxton says, raising an eyebrow.

Helen shrugs with a smirk on her face. “They must not have worked.”

“I’ll take care of my child, but I want nothing to do with you,” Dylan snaps.

Helen nods her head like she expected that. “Yeah, I thought you might say that. But that’s just not going to work for me.”

“What do you want?” I growl out wanting to be done with her.

“Well, I’m going to come back, and you guys are going to forget that whole cheating thing. It really was a misunderstanding,” she states.

“Why the fuck would we want to take you back?” Braxton snorts.

“Well, you won’t have a choice. That is, of course, if you want me to keep this baby,” she says with an evil grin.

I can’t believe what I am hearing. If we don’t take her back, she is going to abort Dylan’s baby. When I look at Dylan, he looks so fucking torn.

We had finally gotten Holly into our bed last night, and now we have to let her go. The first night Dylan was able to stand touch, and it has been fucking ruined by this bitch.

I can still picture Holly naked, gasping, and moaning in pleasure by our hands and mouths. Her light brown wavy hair, curvy hips, her breasts that were more than a handful, and those blue eyes looking up at me as I fucked her like I have been wanting to since she walked into our lives.

Now that is all I have. She’s being taken away before we really have a chance with her.

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