A Traditional Daddy. Arabella Kingsley

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      He stroked his fingers through her long curled black hair and kissed the top of her head. His actions speaking much louder than his words could have done at that moment.

      “Why are you here? We didn’t expect you until Friday,” she whispered pressing her face against his chest.

      He prickled at her use of the word we.

      “I came for you. I came to take you away with me.”

      She sighed.

      “I can’t go back to the States with you. I have to stay here. You don’t understand.”

      Alexander cupped her chin and raised her face up to his.

      “I don’t understand. He treats you like crap, Scarlett.” It was an effort to keep calm. “I know he is having an affair, honey. I met her today. I am not leaving this house without you. We don’t have to go to the States, I will take you back to my residence in the Lake District.”

      “I can’t go. Believe me I want to. But you will be making a big mistake with me.”

      “What in the hell are you talking about?” he demanded. “There is no one I want more than you. I knew from the moment I saw you I wasn’t going to rest until you belonged to me. You never belonged with him.”

      She pressed her delicate hands against his chest and looked up at him with those beautiful baby blue eyes. She was so beautiful, so fragile it took all of his strength not to kiss her again, sweep her up into his arms and carry her to his room to make love to her right there and then.

      “I am older than you for a start and you are so handsome. All those beautiful tall, skinny models I have seen you with. I can’t match up to them. I am only five feet, three inches, with curves and baggage.”

      He caught her chin and shook his head at her.

      “I am not going to listen to you put yourself down. You out class every one of those vaporless women I dated. I am not the only man who believes you are a beautiful intelligent woman. Damn it, Scarlett you must see the way men look at you. I do. They make me jealous every time they do. Not one man in the room could take his eyes off you in that long off the shoulder black dress you wore at the New Year’s party.”

      She smiled looking at him in awe.

      “You really are perfect, aren’t you? I wish we’d met earlier then… I’m sorry. I can’t come with you.”

      He gave her a confused look realizing she was keeping something from him.

      “What are you hiding from me? There is something you aren’t telling me. These are excuses for something else. Scarlett answer me or, so help me, I will throw you over my knee and spank you like a child until you do,” he threatened.

      “Oh my God. You mean that, don’t you?”

      “Try me, honey and find out. Now, what are you not telling me?”

      “I am ill, Alexander.”

      He stared at her worried.

      “It’s the real reason I haven’t left Ross. I can’t support myself. I am not allowed to work and Ross has threatened to cut me off without a penny. He has me trapped. I believe he still has hopes of reaching my father whom I am estranged from. He is a very wealthy man.”

      “What is wrong with you?” he asked with heavy concern pushing the rest of what she was telling him to the back of his mind for now.

      “Some kind of brain disorder apparently, functional neurological disorder. It’s benign but I have seizures, non-epileptic ones. They are pretty violent at times, I can’t walk for being dizzy, I have falls and my body contorts and paralyzes me. You might think I was having a stroke,” she told him angrily. “I can’t believe my life has turned out like this. Believe me, Alexander, you don’t want to be burdened or embarrassed with someone like me on your arm,” she said pulling away from him despite his best efforts to hold on to her.

      His heart leapt for her.

      “Why have you not told me before? I could have gotten you help. The right, doctors. I could have… Why won’t you trust me?”

      “Haven’t you got it yet, Alexander? I don’t trust men. Even you. No matter how much I want to trust you, I can’t take the chance. Too much has happened in the past. Just leave me alone. You are better off without me.”

      She pushed away his hands and opened the door slipping inside closing it quickly in his face. He immediately reached for the door handle to follow her inside but heard the lock turn preventing him from gaining access.

      “Damn it, Scarlett. Let me in. If you think that is going to prevent me from loving you and taking you out of here, think again. I don’t frighten so easily.”

      He shook the door handle once more but stopped when he heard footsteps along the marble floor coming towards him. He looked up to see Ross walking towards him taking a call on his mobile.

      Alexander leaned in towards the door and gave her an order, “Pack your suitcase, Scarlett. You are leaving with me tonight. I will come to collect you soon.”

      Ross finished his call.

      “Alexander, I didn’t know you were here. I thought you weren’t coming over until Friday.”

      The billionaire walked towards him. “We need to talk, Ross,” was all he said.

      Chapter 4

      “I am firing you. I am taking Scarlett away from you so she can have a better life with me. You don’t deserve her.”

      Ross just laughed and potted one of the red balls on the snooker table.

      “I knew you wanted her. I shouldn’t have let you near my wife. She belongs to me.”

      “And you think that is going to stop me from taking her,” Alexander told him calmly walking around the table to determine the angle he should pot the next ball.

      He drove it easily into the pocket in one shot. Ross whistled.

      “You are one hell of a snooker player, Alexander but you are way off on this one. Scarlett stays with me. I am too close to mending the rift between her and her father. She stands to inherit a fortune and I want to be the one controlling it. Do you even know who he is?”

      “The Billionaire Media Mogul, Lance Bartlett. My biggest rival. I don’t give a damn about him or his underworld connections to London gangs and the Russian Mafia. I don’t want Scarlett back in the arms of a father like that. He’s dangerous. Don’t you realize, she blames him for killing her mother?”

      Ross gave a heavy irritated sigh, pausing to take another gulp of his whiskey and took another shot.

      “It wasn’t just her mother but her baby as well.”

      Alexander stiffened, gripping his cue a little tighter.

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