Mommy, Where is Daddy?

"Good! Ngk! Drill me more!" Danica, Enzo's current fling, shrieked in outmost satisfaction; her eyes flashed white while receiving too much pleasure from their mind-blowing sex.

Danica was dissatisfied with their current position, so the they shifted their position, riding Enzo from the top. "Not so fast, Honey; let me eat you—Ugh!" Danica yelled as her toes curled and she clung to Enzo, who was moving below. Their lips came together, twisting their tongues and exchanging scorching kisses.

The whole room was filled with a woman's whimper of satisfaction, Danica's eyes welling up with tears as Enzo did her from behind, his hands penetrating every inch of Danica's mouth. Danica, on the other hand, convulsed from the intense trance.

"I-I'm coming! Nghk!" Danica shouted. However, Enzo's lips twisted into a mischievous grin as he pulled out his steel, making the woman frown.

"You love Lollipop Danica. Have a taste, Babe." Danica flashed an insane emotion mixed up with her obsession with Enzo's cock. Who wouldn't? Enzo Robinson is a hotshot that every woman would want to commit a heinous crime to lure a man like him. He is a womanizer, so what? He can give pleasure and drills her like a piston that brings her to seventh heaven.

"Come on, give me the—"Danica almost choked as her eyes were misted in tears and

satisfaction. She could feel Enzo's penis deep in her throat as he moved and fucked her mouth.

"Damn…you are good at this. No wonder you manage my size." Enzo grabbed Danica's hair and shoved his steel deeper, making the woman whimper even more. A woman willing to spread her legs for him is something, however, too bad for Danica because she was just one of his dumpsters where his pleasure could be released.

"Hrrk!" Danica gagged as Enzo groaned in pleasure, digging her to the core of her throat. He released his juices inside her mouth. His mouth jerked into a grin when Danica opened her mouth, making Enzo see his cum inside her mouth. Danica swallowed it. She grinned at him and even stuck her tongue.

Enzo carried Danica to their bed because he couldn't deny but notice how beastly he was between the sheets. The last woman he lured had difficulty walking for weeks, and now, Danica's legs were shaking.

The woman giggled, thinking Enzo doted her; she didn't regret being one of his women. Enzo even covered Danica's body with a blanket and left the exhausted woman in the bed for a shower. Enzo wasn't ashamed to walk naked in front of the woman he fucked and disregarded the other day. His body was flawless, like a Greek god. Being born with a total package appearance wasn't a problem for him to lure his targets. Enzo and his brother inherited a good appearance thanks to the genetics of his parents.

While Enzo had a cold shower, he ran his fingers through his hair as he heaved a sigh.

"Women are nothing but a dangerous pest." He muttered and cracked his eyes off, feeling the chilling ambiance. He met Danica inside the bar where he and his friends used to hang out. The woman was feisty, and as he made eye contact with her, she immediately made her way to clung to his waist and gave sensual kisses, which is why they ended up playing fire.

As soon as Enzo finished taking a bath, he called the hotel staff to buy him a new set of clothes. He was drying his hair when the doorbell rang, indicating that his clothes had arrived. Enzo strode in front of the door as he twisted the doorknob suavely, revealing a woman who was handing him a bag of Versace branded clothes.

"Thank you," He uttered defiantly.

"It's my pleasure, Mr. Robinson." The woman said as she stared at him, intending to flirt around. Enzo couldn't help but feel disgusted as he just gave her a sly smile before shutting the door.

As soon as he clothed himself, he took a note from his pocket and wrote a note for Danica.

"Thank you for the steamy night. Goodbye."

Enzo peeked at the sleeping lady for the last time before leaving and reaching the underground. His Aston Martin was already parked nearby, playing with his car key; Enzo couldn't help but feel bored day by day.

Luring women was his habit. Enzo will find his target, draw her over and have sex with her. And the other day, He will leave a note considering their performance and dumped her like trash. However, he grew sick of it. The pleasure was the only one that mattered to him.

Women are vicious, perilous, and masked by deception and lies. They lured men to fool and get what they desired, and then they would dump them once they got what they wanted. He wasn't a believer in love. Love is nothing but can make a person fool, with scars and pain.

He and his sibling were born to a fugitive mother; how can a mother take the sight of forsaking her child at such a young age? There was no indication of love leaving a child behind. Enzo witnessed how his father died from depression when his mother abandoned them without a sign of affection, and he vowed he would never take love seriously.

Meanwhile, As soon as Abigaile heard the landing announcement that their flight from Chicago had already landed. She heaved a sigh and took a glimpse outside the window. When it was her turn to set foot outside while holding her luggage, Abigaile closed her eyes as she felt the cold wind that lingered in her face outside the airport.

"It has been a while, huh..." Abigaile murmured.

While walking, Abigaile couldn't help but reminisce about events she had experienced. It has been six years since she left Los Angeles. She was young and naïve then, easy to manipulate, and even her heart was easy to fool. Six years have elapsed ever since that terrible day happened. She was sent off after her parents found out that she was pregnant with someone's child at the age of 15 and degraded her as a disgrace to their family.

A bittersweet beam crept on her lips upon remembering the words that her parents rained her that day. She was searching for warmth and comfort, but they just gave her the cold shoulder and disappointed stares.

"…mo."

"M…my"

"Mommy!" Abigaile's thoughts were disrupted upon hearing the voice she had longed to hear. It was her son, Tristan. Delight was evident in her son's pair of eyes as she turned her back to meet him.

Tristan was standing beside Nico, who waved at Abigaile. Abigaile didn't let any seconds pass and crossed the distance between them. She caged her son into a warm and motherly embrace; Tristan whispered how the child missed his mother badly.

"Welcome home, beautiful." Nico greeted her as he pulled Abigaile for an embrace and kissed her forehead. "Yeah, I'm back, handsome," Abigaile replied with joy in her tone.

The two clasped their hand together whereas, Abigaile's other hand was held by her

son. She couldn't help but feel at home upon seeing her two precious boys. Abigaile couldn't withstand too much happiness in her heart right now. She was glad that Nico came into their lives and offered her the joy she couldn't believe would be impossible.

Nico was her childhood friend who studied in Chicago back then. Since Abigaile didn't have any friends to lean on, Nico approached her, and the two grew an inseparable bond; they became closer. She was clueless back then that Nico had been holding his feelings for her, He was there during Abigaile's painful battle, and as soon as Nico tried to court her, all his efforts had paid off. Abigaile accepted his love, and they have been a couple for three years.

When they reached the car parked near the Airport, Nico carried Tristan while the child was dozing. Nico gestured for Abigaile to get inside the car, and no need to worry about her child. Nico opened the backseat and placed the sleepy child carefully; Nico even-handed Tristan's favorite toy before closing the door and sitting on the driver's seat.

Abigaile smiled when she felt Nico's right hand intertwined with hers while his left hand was placed on the steering wheel. "As sweet as ever." Abigaile couldn't help but feel her cheeks burning when Nico kissed the back of her palm before starting the engine and driving through their home.

"Thank you for being Tristan's father for the past years, and u-uh, thank you for

loving me, Nico…." Abigail whispered lovingly as she leaned on his shoulder.

Nico chuckled suavely, "You've just gone out for six years, and I didn't know that

you would become more expressive about your feelings." Nico teased, making Abigaile frown.

She was about to distance herself, but Nico prevented her from moving, "I'm glad that you have become mature and more open. That's a good development, and I'm proud of you." Nico added and then gazed at her with a playful expression.

"Did you fall for me again?"

"Ugh! Just stick your side on the road and stop teasing me, will you?" Nico's laughter coated their entire car. Abigaile peeked in the rearview mirror and saw Tristan sleeping in the back.

This contentment, she wished that this would remain forever.

***

"Are you sure that you are free today? Wouldn't it be a burden for you to care for Tristan while I'm gone? I can decline Tia and the girl's request if you are busy…." Abigaile remarked.

When they arrived at their condominium, Nico picked the same unit where he could approach the two and have time with them. Tiana, one of Abigaile's friends, texted her.

They threw a get-together party for her, so she told Nico about it.

Nico agreed and told her that he wanted her to unwind, and he would take care of Tristan while she was gone and told her to have a good time with her friends.

"Of course, come here," Nico snaked his arms around Abigaile's waist and trapped her in his arms. "Don't worry about Tristan. I will take care of him."

"Yes, Mommy! Tristan will behave so that Daddy Nico wouldn't be distracted from his

work." Tristan appeared on the scene with his usual alive vibes.

"Alright, I'll come back as soon as possible, okay? You, Mister, don't overwork yourself, okay?" Abigaile darted on Nico, who was staring at her lovingly.

"If that's the Commander wishes, I promise," Nico answered as he withdrew his

hands-on Abigaile.

Abigaile gave Nico a Peck on his lips, "I love you."

"I love you, too," Abigaile responded as if she were a teen who had been in love

with her crush for a long time.

"Come on, have a good time with your friends." Nico even called a taxi for Abigaile. Before she departed, the two waved their hands at her.

Abigaile wore a carbon black cami for the top, pairing it with a dark wash, skinny denim

jeans, and black pointed heels. Nico handed her a black coat because it was a bar, and she was lucky to have a caring man like Nico.

When she arrived at the bar, Tiana texted her. As soon as she stepped her foot inside, raucous music flared up in the air. The mood was full of energy.

"The star for tonight is here!" Abigaile's attention was suddenly caught by the voice of Tiana and the other girls. They surrounded her and enveloped her with a warm and suffocating laugh.

"We missed you bitch! It has been a while, and look at you; you are damn drop-dead

gorgeous!" Tiana exclaimed while pulling her to sit in their place.

Meanwhile, Enzo with his friends was on the other side of the bar. His friends had already got their target seating in their laps. Enzo had been roaming around to find his next woman to lure.

"Still, wasn't in the mood to lure your woman?" Liam asked as he handed him a glass of whisky.

"Who says?" he responded as he took a shot.

He was about to add something to tease Liam not until his eyes darted on the very familiar woman that he wouldn't forget. "Abigaile Lewis? What is she doing here?"

While playing with the new shot of whisky in his hands, Enzo couldn't have but be

enchanted with the woman, his eyes were fixated on Abigaile, who was still beautiful as before, but the thing that changed in her was her curves, and she became more mature.

"Oh, wasn't that Lewis? One of your fuck buddies?" Liam asked, who seemed intoxicated while caressing the woman on his lap.

"Ex-girlfriend." Enzo clarified. His hazel almond eyes were fixed, fixated on Abigaile's face,

which was as enticing as ever. She bloomed even more. Her smile shone brighter than the disco lights.

Enzo appeared stuck; he didn't move and only observed Abigaile's every move. He cleared his throat and placed the glass of whisky on the roundtable when he saw the woman standing up. Abigaile was laughing while signaling Tiana, one of their schoolmates, that she was going somewhere.

"Perhaps, she'll go to the restroom. Women love to pamper themselves in front of the mirror." Enzo murmured that didn't escape Liam's ears.

"Were you saying something, brute?" Liam asked with a devilish grin.

Enzo shook his head and stood up. "Nothing, I'll smoke." He said and left their place without answering the other woman volunteering to accompany him.

Enzo was right. He saw Abigaile go inside the bathroom, and when she was done, He

acted as if he had come behind the wall and bumped into her with the intent to see

her reaction.

"I apologize. I didn't mean to bump into y—"Abigaile ran out of words when she glanced at the man whom she bumped into, and Abigaile was astounded upon seeing the face of the man that she will never forget.

Her eyes widened. Enzo loved what he saw; his lips crept into a smile, and he wanted to see more of Abigaile's reaction. "Long time no see, Abi." He said and smirked.

Abigaile didn't know what to do at the moment; she could feel her heart beating fast. It made her feel faint and breathless, brought by their fatal encounter.