Chapter 39
Ivan's phone rings and he answers the call.
"Ivan if you dare get anywhere near my daughter I'll forget who the hell you are and I'll kill you! "
Ivan smiled amused by her empty threats.
"Evelynne won't be married to my brother with my mother alive. She'll be all mine. "
EVELYNNE
I looked out my kitchen window that clearly showed the view of Lisa's house. She wasn't back
yet, she hasn't found her dead nanny nor is she worried about Saint. Works for me but I can't
spend more time planning her murder. I'll kill her and deal with the rest later because if Saint is
taken away from me I doubt I'll have any control over myself.
Saint lay silent on my chest while I made myself something to eat. Ivan wasn't quite what I
expected. He was beautiful in fact. I doubt he's even a teenager with his build and height. He's
like 6'4 or something. He has chocolate brown hair, thin blush lips, snow white skin, turquoise
blue eyes that look like pure ice water in Antarctica. His hands sure as hell are big enough to fit
both my breasts or maybe even bigger. What the hell am I thinking, my breasts ? Seriously.
His big veiny hands look so beautiful like a tree wrapped by vines, they freaking stand out.
Even in a casual black hoodie he looks hot and God he just had to roll up his sleeves while he
was talking to me. When he said I was his, 'you're mine and God bless any mother fucker who
tries take you away from me 'this is the first boy who desires me and God he wants me. He's
obsessed with me, he saved my life.
He doesn't have to tell me twice if he wants me. I'm his along with my Saint. Ivan came down
the stairs after answering a call.
"so brother, how about you help your little sister with something "
"I don't know how to cook if that's what you want and I'm not good with babies. "
"but I'm sure you're good with murder. "
I look at him and his eyebrow rose, a sexy smirk forming on his lips making him look like the
hottest devil I've ever seen.
"Now that I can do it. Who do you want to kill and why? "
"Lisa Martyr and Reeves Martyr. Lisa tried to kill me and took my son away from me. She also
abuses him and doesn't care for him. Probably traumatized my son. Reeves for standing by her
side and marrying her when my son deserves better. Tonight when they both come back we kill
them. "
"So if I happen to kidnap little Saint over there, take good care of him, I will be excused."
"no. I will end you for taking him away. He's my son. I can take care of him, I don't need anyone
trying to mother my son. "
"So what do I get in this? "
"you already have me you moron what more could you want. "
"a kiss sweetheart. "
"I didn't brush my teeth, my face is smeared with porridge and I'm dirty so… "
He doesn't let me finish my argument because the next thing I know he pulls me into his arms
and captures my lips in a delicate kiss. I give him more access and his tongue swirls around
mine. His tongue tastes like… strawberries. I expected him to taste like smoke or mint.
One hand slips around his neck playing with his hair while I'm holding Saint. His grip on my
waist is tight but not enough to hurt and protective. Saint screams, an ear piercing scream that
jolts me out of my momentary romance. He throws his hands at Ivan scratching him and trying
to bite him. Ivan steps back and Saint glares at him with a cute angry pout on his lips and tears
threatening to spill in his eyes.
"ooh baby, what's wrong? "
Saint hides his face on my neck and holds on to me tightly as if I were leaving. I look
apologetically at Ivan who has a scratch on his face. Damn, I should probably cut his nails
before he leaves my face with a scar.
"bring him here. "
"You want to hurt my son? "
"No, I want him to get familiar with his new father. "
Amused, I give Saint to him but Saint doesn't take lightly to his attempt. He fights Ivan trying to
break free from him. Ivan lifts him up so they're face to face but with Saint a little higher.
Saint kicks his mouth and Ivan closes his eyes, probably frustrated but he forced a smile on his
face. When Saint realizes he is no match for Ivan's strength he twists to face me and stretches
his hands crying, unable to resist I take him back. Ivan snickers and leaves the kitchen.
"mama."
I look at Saint, startled by his sudden ability to talk. Not talk but his first word and he calls me
mama. Overjoyed by him calling me mama I run out of the kitchen and go after Ivan. I find him
sitting legs crossed in the living room.
"Ivan, Ivan guess, do you know. Saint called me mama. His first words and he recognized me as
his mama he called me his mama."
"What's the big deal, he is bound to call you that. "
"No, you don't understand. I'm not his real mother. I didn't expect him to call me mama after he
lived with Lisa. I didn't think he'd recognize me as his mama. He called me mama. "
Ivan definitely wasn't getting the point here so I just rolled my eyes and looked back at Saint
who was now eating my jumpsuit. I smiled at him. He called me mom. He considers me his
mother. He thinks I'm his mother. His first word and he addresses me as mama. I sit down next
to Ivan who's watching TV. I need rest before dealing with Lisa.
I kept checking on my food until it was ready. Saint fell asleep while I was eating and then I soon
fell asleep on Ivan's shoulder. He let me sleep on him.
Several hours later.
"don't you fuckin push my limits because mind you I don't mind getting my hands dirty and you
seem to have upset my woman way too much. "
Ivan's dangerously low voice woke me up. Saint was still asleep. I gently lay him down on the
sofa but he started shifting uncomfortably, scrunching his face. I take him back and he lays on
my shoulder holding on to my clothes. I take quiet steps towards the door. Standing at our
doorstep is Lisa and Reeves.
"I've seen how the stupid lady who lives here is always spying on my house. I know she has the
child and I want it back. "
"You can't even call him your son and you call him 'it' as if it's an inanimate object. "
Ivan looked over his shoulder then stepped aside to bring me into Lisa and Reeves' view. Lisa
looks at me mouth agape as if she's seen a ghost. Well to be precise maybe she has.
She expected me to be dead. Poor thing.
"common in and let's sort this out like responsible young adults. "
Lisa pushes Ivan aside and strides in stretching out her hands to take my son away. I bring out
the knife and she immediately backs away. Reeves holds her, supporting her and Ivan closes
the door locking it before they can realize they are about to die.
"You see how psychotic she is. She wants to take the child away from me. "
"My child, I'm taking back my son, the one you kidnapped after killing me remember. I should
have never forgiven you Reeves , you're such a snake. "
"in fact my dead nanny. I'm sure you're the one who killed her. "
"She hurt my son. I was returning the favor. "
"You acidified her to death, what sort of person are you? I should have.. Aaarg! "
Ivan stabs him from behind and he looks at him astonished. I smile in satisfaction. I take
advantage of Lisa's momentary distraction and stab her as well. Her eyes are wide open,
probably in pain and shock. I smile at her. Still careful not to wake Saint up I go to the picture on
the wall and put in the security code and it brings forward a sealed jar of acid.
Reeves and Lisa look at me with horror and I pour the acid on their faces. Their screams fill the
air of my house but it feels good to finally get rid of the people who took my son away from me.
Ivan has a deadly smile on his face as he smears Reeves' blood on his face. I take a moment to
admire this dangerous side of his.
The real him. The screams of my victims fade into the background as my concentration shifts to
him and I focus on his dangerous yet handsome self. His turquoise eyes now look icy, heartless,
murderous in fact .
"bury them alive while they die from the acid. "
He smiles at me and does as he's told. When he comes back 3 hours later he finds dinner
prepared. Not much of a dinner. Mashed potatoes for Saint and creamed pasta for us. Ivan
looks messy when he comes back. Drenched clothes, muddy boots.
"go take a shower and come and eat then you have to leave before mom finds you here. "
He heads up to my room while I feed Saint. The sudden knock on my door draws my attention. I
leave Saint on his high chair to attend to the door. When I open the door three police men are
standing there.
"good day. What can I do for you? "
Police no 3,"we're looking for Evelynne Zyraelle. "
"I'm her, why? "
The three police men look at each other and one brings out handcuffs.
Police no 2,"Ms. Evelynne Zyraelle, you're under arrest for suspicion of the murder of Lisa
Martyr 's nannies including the recent murder of their previous nanny. You have the right to
remain silent or else anything you do or say will be used against you. "
The one holding handcuffs puts handcuffs on my wrists.
"my son. "
They ignore my plea for my son and put me in their police van.