Page 25 of Billionaire's Fake Wife: A Single Mom BWWM Romance

"Grant, why there you are. I've been looking all over for you," my mother said in the coldest tone ever told.

"Mom!" I exclaim before giving her the awkwardest warm hug in human history. "I didn't see you there. Why I didn't even hear you? Have you been flying around on your broom again from the top floor down to the first?"

"Hmm," my mother smiles. "If only you had as many guts as you had wit in your silver tongue, Grant."

Thanks for the vote of confidence, ma.

I force a smile, "I missed you too, Mom."

"Yes, quite," she responds. "Now, your father will be expecting you tomorrow for our dinner party, what am I to tell him?"

Oh right, almost forgot about that, I thought to myself.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world."

My mother gives me one last cold stare and proceeds to walk towards the elevator before finally saying, "Good."

She disappears quickly in a whole way. I breathe a deep sigh of relief before finally walking outside.

And right on schedule, there they were. Sonya and her daughter. Sonya's blue-black hair gracefully flows on her back. She's wearing a loose pink long-sleeved shirt and the most perfect jeans in the world, highlighting all the contours in that wonderful ass of her. And just beside her, a petite little girl clings hard unto Sonya's leg, her eyes emanate a blend of fear and curiosity.

I bend over and introduce myself to the child, "Hey there, little angel."

Sonya finally notices me and gives me a big warm hug, "Thank God, you're finally here."

"Sorry about that," I somberly reply, still a bit stressed out from my close encounter from my mother. "So, who's the little lady over here?"

"Oh, come on, Lauralee," Sonya commands. "Go ahead and say hi to Uncle Grant."

But Lauralee never let go of her mother's leg.

"Nah, it's okay," I say. "I've got plenty of time to spend with the both of you..." I cut my sentence short accidentally as I see my mother staring at us from the 2nd floor of the building. Yikes!

I quickly nudge the both of them inside my car and drive as fast as I can out of my mother's terrifying gaze.

And with that of the three of us go, past the boulevard, over the bridge, and voila!

"We're here!" I say with glee as we arrive at Kid's Palace, the premier go-to for children who's parents thought they are doing a much better job of parenting by touring the children in this magical place.

The place is packed. Parents, lovers, shady strangers who smell like they've never seen a shower in their lives, all of them are here, enjoying the many wondrous acts and games Kid's Palace has to offer.

"Now we're talking," says Sonya, her eyes are alight with wonder as she gazes at the many attractions in the park.

"Looks like someone's been rearing to have a little fun after all," I comment. Sonya gives me a teasing look and smiles.

"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet," she says before grabbing my hand, dragging me into the fun frenzy of the Kid's Palace.

The next thing is a blur. Sonya, Lauralee and I rode in as many rides as we could see in the park. I'm seeing another side of her that I never thought possible. This time, Sonya is the one who's taking the lead, bringing me to the most ridiculous rides possible.

Gone is the girl who's always at the mercy of my mother's whim. The Sonya, tonight, is a superwoman. And it is turning me on as fuck.

Thank goodness for Lauralee, with her, I'm able to see the gentler side of Sonya. It's heartwarming to see her dote on her cute daughter, the way she always seems to have a snack around with her.

After a few hours, Sonya decides to play some carnival games, Lauralee follows with excitement.

It was a simple game, shoot as many ducks as possible using a plain old rubber rifle. The ducks came out of three small conveyor belts where the player tries to shoot them all down.

There are ten rounds for each game. Those prizes ranged from a simple sticker to this large cute teddy bear, wherein the more ducks you hit, the better the reward.

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