The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(216)

They slept for hours, and when Tyra woke, she noticed it was daylight. It was her day off, and she was looking forward to spending it with Dima. She looked across at him. He was asleep. He was lying naked, half under the sheet, half out. The sight of his tight buttock and hairy thigh made her want him again, and she began to massage his back. He grunted, opened his eyes and turned over. She smiled. He was big and rock hard again.

''Tell me about work,'' he said when they were finished. His body lay entwined in hers, and she felt relaxed.

''What do you want to know?'' She ran her hand over the hair on his chest and stomach and cupped his manhood. He smiled and shook his head.

''How much does that job mean to you?''

''Everything. Mr. Samuels and his wife have been so kind. Without them, I wouldn't have made it.''

''Then you won't want to help me steal the Hope Diamond?''

She laughed. No, but I'll help you get this big man up and running again, she said as her hand began to rub him. She loved the contrast between her black hand and the whiteness of his shaft.

''I'm not joking. I want the Hope Diamond.''

She stopped what she was doing and raised herself onto one elbow. ''You are joking, right?'' He shook his head.

''You can show me how. You are close to all the security. I have a friend called Sergey. He is a genius when it come to stealing things from high-security areas. He could tell you what he needs to know and over the next few weeks, you could give him the information he needs.''

''You bastard, you absolute bastard,'' she thumped hard into his chest. He tried to hold her arms, but she ripped them from him and jumped up from the bed. ''Have you been planning this all the time? Make the stupid bitch fall in love with me and she'll tell me all,'' she mimicked his Russian accent. ''How could you take advantage of me like this? If my dad were alive, he'd kick your ass, you piece of crap. I never want to see you again.''



*****



''You're what?'' Radley said, the furrows on his forehead looking deeper than ever. There was a distinctly cool atmosphere in his office as they discussed Tyra's situation.

''She said she was pregnant,'' his wife intervened. ''Unmarried and pregnant. Tyra, I'm very disappointed in you. How could you let us down like this? ''

''Steady Eliana, don't be too harsh on her, accidents happen. She's had a rough time lately and maybe she needed a bit of love.''

''Well whatever she thought, she's let us down. She'll be off work for lord knows how long now. And even when she returns she'll be cutting her days short to look after the child.''

Will you stop talking about me as if I wasn't here, Tyra thought. ''I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional, and we took precautions. Something went wrong.''

Who's the father?'' Eliana asked, leaning forward in the arm chair.

''He a Russian, I met him when he came to buy jewelry. He asked me on a date. I wasn't' thinking straight; I'm sorry.'' Tyra was feeling ill. It was just gone nine and for the last three days, she'd had terrible morning sickness.

''A client. Tyra, you have been fraternizing with one of our clients? You know we frown on that kind of behavior.'' Eliana slapped the arm on the chair in frustration.

''Does he know?'' Radley asked.

Tyra looked up at him startled. ''No and he never will. I will keep the baby and bring it up on my own.''

''Then I'm afraid we will have to think what else we can do with the business. Under the circumstances, it would be fool hardly to go ahead with our plan to leave it to you. I don't want a Russian's bastard getting his hands on it in the future. You can keep your job here, but that's all.''

''Eliana,'' Radley exclaimed. But when he looked at his wife, he knew it was time for him to keep quiet.



*****

When Tyra got home to her studio in Washington Heights, she undressed and got into bed. She put her hands on her belly and closed her eyes. She began to wonder when life would stop kicking her, but she was so exhausted she could come up with no answers before she fell asleep.

The next day was a bright summers day, and she woke up feeling better. For her, the most important thing now was to protect the child growing inside her. It was a blow that Eliana had reacted in such a way, but she accepted she had been foolish. What she had seen in Dima was now beyond her. Perhaps it had been his good looks, or his money, or both. Maybe it had been the loss of her parents that had made her blind to his shortcomings.

As usual, she showered, dressed and sat down at the small table in the kitchen to eat some toast and jam. Yesterday she had been repulsed by strawberry jam, today she couldn't stop eating it. She even considered having cheese with it. She'd always loved her morning coffee but from now on she'd decided it was tea in the morning. On her way home she decided she would buy some fresh mint from the organic shop downstairs and make mint tea herself. The last thing she always did before leaving home was pick up her cell phone from the table next to the front door. Fifteen missed calls from Dima. Delete his number she told herself.

Her apartment was in a block of twenty on the Upper East Side. It wasn't a large apartment, but it was expensive. When she was younger, she'd always wanted to live in the Upper East Eide because it was so cosmopolitan. Just before she'd left home, she'd looked at rents there and decided she would never be able to afford it. Her mother and father had put money away for this eventuality, and Tyra was able to get her dream location.