Eira kings, life turn around when she had a one night stand with a stranger. (Well who she thinks was a stranger) six week later she found out that she was pregnant. What would Eira do?
Eira kings, life turn around when she had a one night stand with a stranger. (Well who she thinks was a stranger) six week later she found out that she was pregnant. What would Eira do?
"If you're going to be my wife. We have to set some rule."
Eira could only stare at the man. Hiding her anger. Were on earth did her mother find such a man to send her on a blind date with.
Eira clench her fist. She was holding herself back from punching him in the face.
"First my wife, need to stay home. And give birth to three sons." The man said. "She also can't be wearing such outfit in public."
Eira knitted her brows. What wrong with her outfit.
Eira was wearing a white tube dress, her hair was let down. She look like an calm and obedient girl. Opposite of her personality.
Edgar Miller, have high standards in woman. When his mom mentioned that he have to going on a blind date. He wasn't putting to much hope on it. But after seeing that it was the beauty of the Kings family, he was over the moon. To marry into such a family.
Edgar like the way she dress. Showing her shoulder off. But Edgar wanted Eira to wear such clothes only for him to see.
"I see that you're a man who knows what he want, Mr. Miller?" Eira swirl her wine and took a sniff. She then brought it to her lips and took a sip.
Edgar smirk proudly. "Yes, I am. You know from my handsome looks and your beauty, our kids would be stunning."
Eira raise her hand showing her beautiful manicure nails as she cover her mouth. She couldn't help but chuckled.
This man really thinks he'll marry her. Eira find him irritating and amusing.
Suddenly a phone start to rung. With out beginning excuse Edgar answer. He didn't even got up to take the call. He answer the phone right at the table.
Edgar listen to what the person on the other side said. He utter and okay and got up.
"Look, I have something to attend too." He drop his business card down on the table. "Call me."
With that he walk out.
Eira gaze harden this was the second blind date she been on, that she was left to pay the bills.
Eira pick up her phone and dialed her secretary number. "Nami, I want information of Edgar Miller."
"Okay, just give me a couple minutes," Nami answer.
Eira end the call. Eira lift her glass, she stare out the window as she took a sip of wine. Such a beautiful night, waste on such a man like Edgar Miller.
Sitting alone staring out the window with a glass of red wine in her hand. Eira, look like a innocent girl. Anyone one who saw her was attracted to her. Such a beauty all lone.
One man couldn't help but walking over and taking the seat that was firstly occupied by Edgar.
Eira pieceful mood turn dark.
"You have some guts," Eira turn to face the man. The man simply stare at her.
His face didn't show any emotion. But his eyes clearly held amusement. He only came to this restaurant because of Eira. He heard about Eira blind date. He heard everything Edgar told her and wanted to do nothing but beating the crap out of Edgar.
"Thompson, why are you here?" Eira ask her gaze harden on Max handsome face.
Max tilt his head, "It's a free country, King."
"Tsk," Eira turn her gaze back to window. "Of all the tables you just have to sit at the one I'm sitting at."
Max chuckled before raising his hand signaling for a waiter. "Get this mess clean up. And bring a a bottle of wine here." He point at Edgar mess.
The waiter nod. After the waiter left Eira open her mouth.
"I hope you not expecting me to drink that with you."
"Don't flatter yourself, King. When will I give you the honor of having a drink with me," Max laugh.
Eira face flush in anger. "Fuck you Thompson." Eira got up and walk away.
Max stare at her. The way her hips sway, from side to side as she walks made him lick his lips. Max couldn't help it. He just love seeing her get angry. He finds it amusing.
Eira paid the bills and went to her car, she then drove home.
At the Kings residence. Lana was waiting impatiently for her daughter. She wanted to know how the date went.
Lana always sends Eira on blind dates but Eira never like them. Lana wanted grandkids.
"Lana stop pacing around." Dexter sigh seeing his wife inpatient face.
"Dex, I really hopes she likes this one. He is the son of a very good friend of mine." Lana sigh, "I wouldn't get any grandkids from Rune, so I have to go at Eira."
Thinking of that Iceberg she have as a son. Lana sigh heavily.
"Do you really think he's gay?" Lana turn to her husband. "That boy will be thirty in three more years. And he still have yet to touch a woman. The rumors must be true."
In the Kings Group, rumors spread that the young CEO Rune King, is gay and his boyfriend is his secretary Ben.
When Lana payed Rune a visit, she over heard the employees gossiping.
Dexter lips turn up. His wife was so amusing. Dexter could only imagine how his son would react after hearing this, from his own mother.
"Lana." Dexter gently took her hand and kissing the back of her palm. He look up at her lovingly. "You shouldn't believe rumors, my love.
Lana face turn red. They been married for over a decade. Dex always done these kind of things, yet Lana still get shy.
"Eira's still young, she's only twenty two." Dexter said.
Lana scoff and pull her hand away. "How old I was when I give birth to Rune?" Lana glare at her husband.
Dexter, went mute. He recalled that Lana was only twenty. Plus she had gotten pregnant on their honeymoon sooner then they planned. Dexter, recalled how angry Lana was but after she give birth her anger set aside.
Lana, didn't wanted to get pregnant so soon into her marriage. And five years later she give birth to her second child.
"My love. I'm sorry." Dexter apologize.
"Mom."
Lana face lit up hearing her daughter. She completely ignore Dexter.
"Mom," Eira walk into the living room. She gaze at her mom. "I never want to see that man again."
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