She glares at me, that’s not what she was hoping to hear but it needed to be said. She spent a long time working on it and it went to fucking shit due to the bombshell that was dropped. “Hudson, why haven’t you spoken to your mom?”
“I’ve tried. As soon as I found out, I texted her asking her to meet me here and she never responded. I’ve called her and I’ve had Aaron go to her place. She’s not there.”
Her eyes widen, her lips part in shock. “Where is she?”
“I have no idea, I have my men looking for her.”
Her mouth opens and quickly closes again. “Do you think she’s with Martin?” Her body shakes as she says his name.
My hand grasps my glass and I bring it to my lips, I empty the contents with one swallow. “No. Mia, there’s no way that my mom has done this.”
She glances away from me. “How certain are you?”
I narrow my eyes. “Mia, this is my mom.”
She looks at me as if she’s never seen me before. “Look, I’m not saying she’s done anything wrong. But Hudson, if she’s been seeing him in a romantic way, she could have accidentally let things slip, she could be with him now.”
“For fuck sake, Mia, there’s no way.”
She shakes her head and gets to her feet. “I’m glad you’re certain. But I’m not. Everything that has happened, screams that someone has been helping him. I’m disappointed that you’d put our child at risk by not asking her a simple question.”
I slam my hands down on my desk and get to my feet. Mia jumps, fear creeping into her eyes. “How can you say that?” I bite out. “That is my child Mia, mine. I’ll do everything in my power to protect it.”
“Then fucking ask her the damn question Hudson,” she screams at me, her hands waving in the air. Tears begin to trickle down her face. “How hard is it? Hmm? To ask a question?”
“My mom wouldn’t do this.”
She takes a step backward, her head shaking in disgust. “I’m done,” she tells me and walks out of my office.
A red haze forms and I go blank. Done? What the hell does she mean by done? “Done?” I roar stalking after her. My hand grips her arm and I pull her to a stop, her body slamming against mine. “Done?” I ask her once again, my face mere inches from hers.
“Done, Hudson. I’m done with this conversation. What’s the point in talking when you obviously don’t give a crap about me or my feelings.” Her tears are falling thick and fast and I fucking hate that I’m making her cry. “You’re so certain and yet you didn’t think Martin would have betrayed you either. You need to open your eyes Hudson, how many times are people I love going to get hurt? How many more people am I going to lose because you’re a stubborn asshole?” She’s lashing out now, I’m taking those blows, I deserve to take them. Everything she’s saying is right, because of me she’s been hurting.
I lift my hands and frame her face. “Mia, you’re fucking all I think about. You matter.”
She blinks, not believing what I’m saying.
I wipe away her tears with my thumb. “You’re everything, Mia, you and our child come first. Always.”
“Okay,” she whispers but she doesn’t sound convinced. She’s pissed and I understand why. “What now?”
I caress her face. “Now I talk to my mom, find out if she’s behind this.”
Her eyes widen. “Really?”
Fuck, does she think I’m that much of an asshole? Not to her, she’s the only one that doesn’t see that side of me, or so I thought.
“Yes, Princess, really. The stress is something you don’t need.”
She shakes her head. “When you didn’t talk to me that stressed me out.”
I pull her closer to me. “Sorry, baby.” I’m a fucking asshole.
“It’s okay, how are you feeling?” she asks me, her hands running up and down my back.
“My head’s fucking spinning. If what we found out is true then I’m going to fucking go crazy.”
“If she has told him stuff, I don’t think she did it on purpose.”
I roll my eyes. “Mia, she would have still told him.”
Pulling away from me she sighs. “Think about it, when you’re in love with someone you talk about everything. Your mom could have told him in confidence. Depending when things were said obviously, but don’t go too hard on her.”
“We’ll see, now we just have to wait until my men find her.”
She tilts her head and stares at me. “What if he has her?”
“We’re going to find her, don’t worry.” I reassure her but I’m not so fucking sure, the shit that Martin has done in the past has me on edge.
“I know you will.” She yawns, and I realize just how tired she is, her eyelids heavy, I’m taking most of her weight. “Sorry,” she says sheepishly.
I lift her into my arms. “Don’t apologize, my boy’s taking it out of you. You overdid it today.” She rests her head on my shoulder. “Want to have a bath or go straight to bed?”
“Bed,” she whispers, her lips grazing my skin at my neck.
I walk to the bedroom with her in my arms, she’s fast asleep before I even place her on the bed. I take her clothes off so that she’ll be comfortable while she’s sleeping. Once I have her all stripped down, I pull the covers over her. She immediately curls up into them, her hair spread over the pillow. She looks at peace, something that I know she hasn’t felt in a long time. I stand here and stare at her, God, she’s gorgeous, I’m one lucky sonofabitch. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve her, but I’m holding on with both hands.
Now this shit with my mom, I still can’t fucking comprehend how the hell this happened? Dad’s fucking pissed, his ex-wife sleeping with his son. It’s a messed up situation and he’s wondering just how long it had been going on for. I want to know if it’s still going on. The sooner my men find her the better, I’m an impatient man and I hate waiting. The front door opens and I know that it’s Dad, he left to give Mia and I space, he told me I’d fucked up and needed to fix it. He has a soft spot for Mia, it’s why I leave him with her if I need to go out. He’ll protect her with his life.
I walk out of the bedroom and meet dad in the sitting room, his jaw’s clenched and I brace myself to see what’s to come. “The boys have your mom.”
I tilt my head to the side as I study him, his lips thinned, his arms hanging down by his sides and his fists are clenched. “And?”
He shakes his head. “Prepare yourself son, that bitch has taken everyone for a fucking fool.”
Red hot anger hits me. “Dad!”
He waves me off. “Son, she was with him.” Anger pouring off every inch of him. “She has no injuries, she was pissed when we arrived.”
I swallow harshly. “She was with him willingly?” I don’t even recognize my own voice right now. For the first time in my life, I’m fucking shocked.
He nods, his eyes narrowing. “She didn’t want to leave him.”
“They have him?”