Deception
Authors: Jordan Silver
Deception
By
Jordan Silver
Copyright 2013© Alison Jordan
All Rights Reserved
Chapter 1
I pulled up to
the abandoned cabin in the woods reluctantly. My GPS had led me here to this
place but this couldn't be right. There's no way Amber was living, more like
hiding in this dump in the middle of nowhere. I loosened the Hermes tie that
was beginning to choke me. If the Intel I had received was accurate then the
woman I had spent the most wonderful two weeks of my life with was in there,
and she was not alone. If this was true then I would make her life a hell on
earth, no one took from me and walked away, not even the one who had stolen my
heart. It was almost a year since our idyllic time in the Greek isles, two
weeks of love and promises between two strangers who had fallen fast and fallen
hard for each other. Until we had returned to the states and she disappeared
without a trace, it had taken my people this long to find her. Almost one year
of frustration and sleepless nights, one year when the only thing that kept me
going was the business and my burning need for revenge.
I got out of my
Aston Martin and looked around hardly believing that this is where my search
had led me. I couldn't imagine the soft spoken genteel woman I had met being
anywhere near such a place, but then again there was a lot I didn't know about
her; the lying little bitch.
I walked
cautiously towards the dilapidated porch looking for any signs of life. There
was nothing, not even the sound of birds in the trees, of course I could've
disturbed them with my presence and they went into hiding. The sagging
structure looked as if it was about to fall in and I was about to turn around
and leave when I heard a faint sound coming from behind the door. Heart racing
and senses on high alert I reached out to turn the knob. It opened without too
much effort, onto a scene that boggled my mind.
"You
conniving little bitch."
"Ahhhh."
She screamed and turned around shielding the tiny bundle she held cradled in
her arms.
"Co...Colin?"
She stuttered in fear, her eyes wide with terror. She was right to be afraid
because before this day was done I would destroy her completely.
Almost One Year
Earlier.
"Colin you
really need a holiday, you work entirely too much."
"Mom, don't
start." I kissed the exasperating woman on her cheek as she came into my
office. I think I've been hearing that same refrain or something like it since
I was about eighteen.
"Well it's
true, when's the last time you took a real holiday hmmm? Right after college if
I remember correctly. Good Lord son that's a little more than seven
years."
I gave her my
signature smirk to try and distract her, I know her. When she gets like this
she’s like a dog with a meaty bone. If I’m not careful she would have me in the
middle if the Mediterranean on a yacht before I knew what hit me and I didn't
have time for that. No matter how much the papers liked to peg me as the
carefree playboy, nothing could be farther from the truth. I worked hard, and
okay when the opportunity arose I played hard too, but those times were
becoming more and more rare.
Ever since
granddad had retired and passed the reigns to my brother Don and I I'd given up
my late nights and party hat for long days and strategy meetings at the office.
"I'm too
busy right now mom."
"But your
brother always finds time to relax and get away."
"Mom Don’s
a family man, besides you and I both know that Cindy would drag him by the
balls..."
"Such
language Colin really." Her scolding didn't quite work since she was
fighting not to laugh. Mom is a real firecracker, in her cashmere twin sets and
Prada heels. She is the picture of a high society maven; hosting garden parties
for whatever charity or cause she was interested in at the moment. But at home
with her nearest and dearest she was a force to be reckoned with. She kept dad
on his toes that was for sure, at least that's what he's been telling me my
whole life.
"What is it
that you want now mom?"
"Is that
anyway to talk to your dear old mom?"
"Pffft yeah
right, what is it? Spit it out."
"Weeeelllll..."
She ran her fingers across my desk. Uh oh.
"No."
I started shaking my head before she could finish; whenever she starts a
sentence like that it never boded well for whoever was on the receiving end. I
don't know how many times she had caught me out there like that.
"How rude
Colin, you didn't even let me finish."
"And I'm
not going to whatever it is the answer is no N.O."
She huffed at
me, which was to be expected but I knew she wasn't done not by a long shot.
" Please
son I promise it's nothing bad, just one teensy weensy little favor."
And out came the
pouty lips.
"That look
only works on your husband woman, now get out of here so I can get to
work."
"Oh pooh,
what kind of son denies his mother and after thirty six hours of labor
too."
By this time I
was mouthing every word that came out of her mouth right along with her, she's
had the same spiel since I was six.
I laughed and
hugged her while marshaling her out the door, mom could be relentless and I
really needed to get ready for a conference call in ten minutes. "Okay
well since you won't do me this favor can I plan a little get away for you? It
would make your father and I feel so much better if you were taking care of
yourself. I'm sure your grandfather didn't expect you to work yourself into the
ground when he stepped down."
Maybe the old
codger hadn't expected that but neither did he expect his company to lose its
standing in the business arena. To stay on top you had to go that extra mile
and since dad refused to have anything to do with the business preferring his
medical Practice. It fell to Don and I to keep things running smoothly.
Our younger
sister Terry had just started her first year at The Fashion Institute and had
no interest whatsoever in the company, other than the revenue generated from
her shares that is.
"Okay,
okay, but not next week I have too much stuff lined up then."
"Very well
son, I'll see you in a couple days at the house for dinner." She smiled
like the cat that ate the canary and I gave her a playful glare as I realized I
had played right into her hands. She'd gotten what she was really after after
all. Damn the woman was sneaky, I ought to tell her husband to keep her on a
leash, but he was just as much putty in her hands as her sons were. I shook my
head in laughter as I returned to my desk, my little family break all but
forgotten.
Present Day
"What, what
are you doing here?"
It took everything
in me not to ring her pretty little neck. No one had ever crossed me before in
the corporate world I was known as a shark not someone to be trifled with. I
ran my life the way I wanted and made no bones about it, if someone crossed me
I crushed them without a second thought. But this...woman, this Jezebel had
deceived me in the most unforgivable way.
"You have
something of mine I believe." I stared at the bundle in her arms with my
heart in my throat as she recoiled as if from something deadly. That fear was
very well founded, as it took every ounce of civility I had left in me not to
do her bodily harm right then and there. No one took from me, and what she
sought to take if what I was fast coming to believe was true; was the most
precious of all.
"I don't
know what you mean." She looked everywhere but at me; brave little liar.
I walked towards
her menacingly cornering her so that there was no escape.
"Don't you?
Let's see shall we?"
She made to
escape me but I stopped her with one hand, while using the other to pull the
blanket away from the little head.
My breath caught
and my heart raced as I looked at the unruly head of odd colored hair, my hair.
"You
fucking bitch."
I had the baby
in my arms before she could even blink. I'd heard the reports but had hardly
believed, at the time knowing what a conniving little bitch she was I had made
myself believe that the child wasn't mine. She'd used me after all for her own
gains and it was my belief that she’d had a partner and that the child they’d
reported her to be carrying had to be his. Still there was a chance that it
could be mine and if that was the case I had to find him. And now the proof was
right here in my arms. I had a son. The only thing left to decide was what was
to become of his mother. Things had changed in the blink of an eye; my whole
life had just been rocked on its axis.
"For every
minute, of every day of the six weeks that he's been alive without me I will
make you pay. I turned and headed for the door. I had what I came for.
A keening wail
followed me out the door, faltering me in my steps. It sounded like a wounded
animal fighting to hold onto life. Looking over my shoulder I saw her in a
crumbled heap, crawling towards me. I wanted to leave her there.
For all the
heartache and pain she had caused me I wanted to walk away from her pain.
My son started
to fuss and cry in my arms. My heart swelled within my chest. My son.
For the first
time I kissed his little head holding him closer to me.
When I came here
I had one purpose, to get what was mine and deal with the bitch later. I rode
on angry fumes and visions of vengeance, she brought this on herself, this was
none of my doing.
"Please,
please please, don't take my baby, please, do whatever you want to me but
please don't take him. He's all I've got."
Look at her,
still so innocent, even with the ravages of tears and tired eyes she was still
the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. But I wouldn't be drawn in, not again.
She was a viperous snake and I would do well to remember that.
I had a decision
to make though it was all about my son. Though the thought of her anywhere near
me made me sick to my stomach I couldn't leave his mother here like this. Yeah!
Maybe just maybe this would be better. Take her with me, that way I can keep
her close while I reek my vengeance on her.
"You can do
as you please but my son will not spend one more minute in this dump. You have
ten minutes to get your things together then we're leaving with or without
you."
I let the door
slam shut between us. In my fury I had forgotten a few things; like the fact
that there was no baby seat in my car, no food for him when he got hungry and
it was a good three hours drive home. When I'd received the final call telling
me where they were my only thought had been getting here, now I see I should've
stopped and planned. This was so unlike me, not to be prepared, but that was
the summation of my relationship with Amber everything taken by storm, no
planning, just spontaneous reaction.
