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Chapter 20
~Snow’s POV~
Just as I felt our tongue collide, her sweet taste mixing in my head and mind as her scent washed over , intoxicating Glacier, the door burst open and a small voice echoed through the room. "Daddy! Daddy!"
I blinked, caught off guard by the familiar voice. I wasn’t expecting this—especially not now. Zara instantly pulled back, her wide eyes reflecting her shock and confusion as she stared at the boy.
I could feel her emotions shift. She glanced at briefly, her gaze flickering with sothing that clenched my heart.
I panicked. Without waiting for an explanation, Zara stepped back, muttering an excuse before bolting for the door.
I raised my hand, intending to call her back, but seeing her hurry away, I hesitated, letting my arm drop. I watched as she threw one last look at the boy—at —before disappearing behind the closing door.
My chest tightened. I didn’t even realize how much it hurt seeing that flash of vulnerability in her eyes. But I didn’t have ti to dwell on it.
"Daddy!"
The young boy leaped into my arms, interrupting my spiraling thoughts. His small arms wrapped around my neck, pulling back into the mont.
I hugged him tightly, my heart softening at his presence. But as I lifted my gaze, I caught Zara peeking through the door one last ti before it shut completely.
She was gone, leaving an inexplicable emptiness behind.
Glacier felt it too, whining from her absence but now was not the ti.
"Daddy, I’m back!"
I forced a smile, ruffling the boy’s ssy blonde hair. "Hello, little Storm," I greeted, doing my best to focus on him.
"I’m not little!" Storm puffed out his chest, trying to look tough. "I’m a grown man now!"
I chuckled at his adorable attempt at maturity. "Oh, is that so? When did you beco a grown man?"
He crossed his arms, his small face serious. "I’m almost eight now. Grown n don’t need to go to school anymore."
I raised an eyebrow, amused. "Almost eight, huh? Well, let tell you, even grown n need to finish their school."
Storm huffed in frustration, clearly not pleased with that response. Before we could continue, my chauffeur burst into the office, bowing deeply.
"I’m terribly sorry, Alpha," he apologized, breathlessly. "Young master Storm insisted on seeing you before heading ho. He wouldn’t stop crying."
I glanced down at Storm, who was already pouting, giving him a disapproving look. "What did we say about coming to see at work?" I asked in a firm but gentle tone.
Storm’s face scrunched up in a mix of defiance and guilt. "It’s mid-term break, Daddy! I didn’t want to go ho. I wanted to see you first."
My heart softened imdiately. He was always stubborn like that. I sighed, running a hand through his hair again. "You should have gone straight ho, but I understand. You’re just too stubborn."
"Sounds like sobody I know." I glared at my chauffeur knowing who he ant. Ignoring him, my focus went back to Storm.
"Aren’t you supposed to be in boarding school? Why are you here?"
Storm’s gaze dropped, his shoulders slumping in defiance. "It’s mid-term break, Dad," he muttered.
I raised an eyebrow. "And you decided to sneak off to see without warning?"
Storm’s eyes flashed up, a hint of rebellion sparkling within. "I wanted to see you first. My fault for missing you so much."
My expression softened, rembering the countless tis I’d wished for similar surprises during my own tumultuous childhood.
"Well, you’re here now," I said, my voice gentler. "But next ti, let know. I worry about you, kiddo."
Storm’s face didn’t relax a bit. "Sorry, hmph!"
Seeing the sad look on his face, I couldn’t stay mad. I smiled ruffling his hair. "Missed you too, Storm. Now, how about we catch up?" There was no reply. "Okay, how about we go to the amusent park this weekend?"
Storm’s eyes lit up instantly. "Really? You promise?"
"I promise." I patted his head, relieved to see him smile again. Just as I was about to ask him sothing, a sharp knock interrupted the mont.
The door opened, and a tall, red-haired woman walked in, her high heels clicking against the floor. She wore a designer dress, her makeup flawless. A familiar coldness settled in my chest as I recognized her.
Zoe.
Her smile was warm, but it did nothing to thaw the icy mood her presence brought. "Hello, Snow," she greeted sweetly.
I didn’t return the warmth. "What are you doing here, Zoe? It’s not ti to pick him up yet. Besides, Storm will be brought to you when it’s ti."
She pouted, ignoring the sharpness in my voice. "Aren’t you happy to see ? I heard he’d be leaving school early, so I ca to see him. He was eager to see you, just like I was."
My expression didn’t change. "Fine. You can go ho. Storm will visit in two days."
Zoe’s smile faltered slightly, but she tried to mask her disappointnt which I ignored and she turned to Storm, caressing his cheek.
My mistake. I should never have allowed her. Tsk.
"How about we go watch a movie and get so ice cream together, sweetheart?"
The spoilt brat grinned but quickly added, "Only if Daddy cos with us!"
Zoe shot a glance, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, aren’t you going to please your son?"
I grunted in annoyance. I was about refuting her when Storm stared at with those puppy goody-two-shoes eyes that I couldn’t refuse.
"Fine, but I’ll join you at noon. I have etings and important deals to close today. Father needs everything sorted."
Zoe’s smile returned, and she leaned down to kiss Storm on the cheek. "Alright, then. We’ll wait for you. Right, Storm?"
Storm nodded eagerly, already excited about the prospect of spending ti together. Before they left, he hurriedly jumped into my hands once more as I led them to the door.
"Now be a good boy."
"Always, Daddy. I’ll be as good as you."
My chauffeur coughed behind . Yeah, an obvious bad choice cause even I knew how mischievous I was at his age.
Zoe reached for Storm and I handed him over but not before she pressed a kiss on my cheek, shocking and turned towards my secretary and...
Storm did the sa, waving bye to as they both left with my chauffeur trailing behind them.
I felt eyes bore through my skull but I didn’t turn knowing full well who it was — Zara.
My mind wandered back to that flash of hurt in her eyes, over and over, gnawing at .
"Daddy," Storm’s voice called close to the elevator, pulling my attention. "Don’t forget your promise, okay?"
I smiled. "I won’t forget, little man. Go on, I’ll see you soon."
They stepped into the elevator and left and I turned back, heading into my office. I felt sothing stir in my heart about Zara.
I knew she was probably expecting an explanation but I refused to give it.
Not this topic. It was too sensitive and important.
"I don’t owe anybody anything about my personal life," I assured myself before another knock landed on my door, reminding of the eting.
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