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##Chapter 25
Hugh Mikhail

Diana stared at me in silence with a shocked expression on her face. I took a step towards her, but she stopped me by raising her hands, so I stopped immediately. Then she turned and left the cafeteria, running.
The look I saw on her face made my heart sink into my chest. This wasn't how I had envisioned our reunion, but what the fuck did I expect? Jumps for joy? I fucking hurt her! She was absolutely right.
But I wasn't about to let her go that far, I took off chasing her down the street, finding her at the next corner ready to climb into a black BMW.
- Princess! Wait! I yelled.
She then looked at me with red eyes. I was crying a lot.
“Don't come near me. What are you doing?
“Listen to me please. She sneered .
"Do you really think I'm going to listen to you after all?" What do you have to talk about? That made me feel special, had sex with me, then ended it all and let me go without even saying goodbye? — Diana looked at me with glaring eyes — And besides, it's been two years without news from you.
She put her hand on the car handle, I wouldn't give up that easily. I put my hand on top of hers, stopping her from going on, from running away from me.
- Do not touch me. Don't touch me... - he asked almost begging.
At that moment I was sure that I was still stirring her, that my touch was still having an effect on her skin.
- Need to talk to you. Please. - I pleaded .
“I don't want to hear it. Everything that happened between us, stayed there in the village. Remember that phrase? I felt my strangers squirm.
I pressed her against the car, passing an arm on either side of her body, which trembled with my proximity.
— Look, I understand you, you weren't supposed to find out that way. I know you're hurt and you hate me and you want to kill me right now, but I need you to want to hear me out.
“I don't want to listen to the person who broke my heart. I don't want to feel anything, I don't want, I don't want. Tears rolled down her face.
“Don't cry like that, princess.
"Stop calling me princess." So as to! Do you know how long it took me to get over you? I know it was only a week together, but it meant more than years of my life. It hurt for a long time and only now, when I finally gave up on you, when I finally managed to move on, when I finally managed to see another man, you reappear and... No! I don't want to hear you. His words were hard to hear.
My heart felt like it had been ripped out, crushed and shoved up my ass. She had given up on me. She moved on. But isn't that what the fuck I wanted? Isn't that why I did what I did?
"Is that the guy from the beach?"
"Were you following me?"
- No. It was a coincidence.
“Well, it doesn't matter. It's none of your business. Let me go, I have things to do. He tried to get out of my arms.
"And your son?" I saw him with you on the beach and I heard you talk about him today. Charlie…” She swallowed and her face went pale. - Diana...
"W-what about him?" And my son. Stay away from both of us.
“Why did I feel anything different when I looked at him on the beach than when you said his name inside? My chest burned.
- Why are you doing this to me? Why did you come back after so long? Why Hugh?! His eyes were watery again.
“You're changing the subject. Don't want to talk about the baby? Why? — I took a deep breath and gained the courage to ask — Because he's my son, isn't he?
Diana swallowed hard to remain silent and that answered my question.
- I want to see you. I said eagerly.
“Charlie is my son. Only mine. He has no father. Now go away, disappear again like you did the last two years.
It hurt, princess.
“I'm not convinced of that. I'm back now and I'm not going anywhere. I'll give you as much time as you need to want to hear me, after you let me explain everything, I swear to God I'm going to leave and you'll never see my face again in your life. Here is my cell number, call me anytime I go.
She grabbed the paper from my hand angrily and so I let her into the car. I watched the automobile pull away, taking my heart in it. Our fate was in her hands, I just hoped she would accept me again and even if that didn't happen, that boy was my son and I wouldn't give up so easily.
Even shattered I went to work, I couldn't miss my first day at the new job. The five hours passed until quickly, I was partially distracted while helping young people and adults learn to box.
A week passed, I was still tormented by the fact that she never called, that she said that the child was hers alone. I couldn't pressure her at all, I gave her the time she needed but I wanted to know the baby, I wanted to know about him.
Above all, I respected your time. And two more weeks passed. I took out all my frustration on heavy workouts at the gym, punching boxing bags and even drinking at a bar next door. Several women hit on me, I was often tempted, I had been without a woman for a long time, but the only one I wanted, she hated me and already had a man in her life.
I dreamed every day when I would get my hands on Diana again, win her back and make her mine again. Show her that no other man would give her as much pleasure as I did.
Hunter already trusted me to the point of leaving the academy in my hands for me to close. And then almost three weeks later, I got a surprise when I was leaving work around eleven at night and found a BMW parked in front of the gym.
The window rolled down and I saw her, staring at me.
- Hey. I said smiling. My heartbeat was racing.
- Hey. Get in the car. she said seriously.
“Wow, what an overbearing princess. I joked. She looked at me even more seriously, maybe it was too early for jokes.
I didn't think twice about doing what she said.
“I thought a lot, a lot. I've been without sleep for days thinking about you, but I'm still not ready to hear you, to have you so close... I just don't think it's fair to keep hiding him from you. She pointed to the back of the car where Charlie was sleeping in the car seat. - Is he your son.
My heart trembled, the range of feelings I felt could be compared to an avalanche .
- Our! He looks so much like me. I said with my throat almost closing. My eyes burned. - It's beautiful...
- He is...
So that was what it felt like to be a father? Falling in love at first sight with a person and the feeling being millions of times greater than passion?
We stayed silent for several minutes watching the baby sleep, I really wanted to hold him in my arms, but he was asleep so I felt sorry to wake him up.
“I came now because I couldn't wait until tomorrow. I'll let you see it whenever you like, just call me ahead of time so I can make sure I'm away and have someone deliver it to you.
"Is this all to keep your distance from me?" I couldn't hide the disappointment in my tone.
“It's not easy for me.
“Princess, there was a reason I did what I did.
“I don't want to know your motives right now. Too late.
"At one time or another you're going to have to listen to me." We have a son, you can't run away from me forever. Diana snorted.
“Why did you come back, Hugh? Why are you doing this? Why are you trying so hard to explain yourself? — because I fucking love you.
Where did this shit come from?!
— Everything we lived in was there in the village.
It seemed like the princess was destined to hurt me every time with her words. But I deserved it for being such a jerk to her.
"Will you ever be ready to listen to me?" Maybe who knows, forgive me?
- I don't think so.
"You're with that guy from the beach, aren't you?"
- Yes.
- Who is he? What it does? Is he good for you?
“His name is Caleb and he's wonderful to me…and my son.
I wish I had a boxing bag to punch at that moment, imagining the bastard's face instead. He had everything mine because Diana was mine and she had to accept it sooner or later. As for the baby, the boy was my son, not his and nobody would change that.
"Did you get married?" Do you live together?
"Why do you want to know things about me?"
“Because I care about you and I want you back. Haven't noticed that yet?
— Who cares does not abandon.
“But I'm here now.
"After how long?"
“Believe me, princess. If I could have gone back sooner, I would have. His gaze turned touched and confused.
I was sure she would think about it a lot later.
"I can't go on seeing you anymore. Just tell me when you're picking up Charlie.
"Can I have it all the time when I'm not working?"
- Yes.
- Thank you very much.
- You are welcome.
My heart smiled, for the first time in ages.
— Be careful what you feed him, avoid sugar as much as possible. He can only sleep with someone stroking his hair. Do not under any circumstances lose his pacifier, if that happens, buy another one immediately or you will see a very angry little baby.
I laughed. She was certainly a spectacular mother and I would do anything to be a worthy father. And even with the baby sleeping, I kissed him goodbye and still held him in my arms, after several minutes Diana left with him.

Even though I couldn't get her to hear me, our conversation was much bigger than I could have imagined. And that gave me hope.
You would be mine again, Diana.
