A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 32

Part 3

Eight-thirty p.m.

I stared at myself in the mirror, taking in my reflection and wondering if how I looked was okay enough for my meet-up with Aaron Hart. I was in a black silk dress with a hollow chest that showed just about a hint of my cleavages. It has slim hands and left my shoulders bare. The outfits hugged every curve I had from up to down. It doubled in size after I had Zion and though I thought it would leave in its time; it hadn't. I wasn't complaining.

My dirty blonde hair I held up in a loose bun, letting a few curls fall onto my shoulders. I applied a little make-up and touch my lips with red lipstick and my lashes with black mascara. I needed to look my best and though I felt as if this was too much; I reminded myself the man I was going to meet was Aaron Hart. He might have seemed like a normal man five years ago, but he was a businessman, a multimillionaire, and I didn't want to appear wretched before him.

Tonight, however, wasn't about me, it was about Zion, our son and what the stakes were now that he was back in my life, into his life. A lot was going to change, and I wanted to know firsthand what those changes would be like.

With the change in my schedule, I had to hire a nanny to watch over Zion while I was away. I already schedule the meeting to not be over two hours at most and I pray to god that Aaron would be considerate in using the time for the meeting. I was a mother to a four-year-old son, after all.

Daniel asked if we could make plans for the night, but I told him I couldn't. I wanted to tell him how the events of today had turned bad, but I wanted to have the full story before revealing it to him. I also hadn't told Diya yet for the same reason.

I packed my car in the parking lot, which was easier said than done because of the many cars already parked outside.

The vanity restaurant was one of the largest in the city and it had great ratings from what I've heard, but this was my first time coming here. I didn't know it had this much pull on people, but the environment was as warm and welcoming as the critics said.

Aaron chose here, he must have liked it too.

I stepped inside and I glanced at the massive restaurant hall which had much people seated around. My eyes trying to find Aaron from where I stood, but I didn't after a long while of a visual scan. A young male attendant approached me with a bright smile on his face and my attention settled on him.

"Good evening and welcome to the vanity restaurant. Would you like a table or have you already made an order for one?"

"I'm here to meet someone, Mr Aaron Hart," I answered, and he nodded, knowing who I spoke about and beckoned that I followed him.

I silently did, and he led me up the stairs to the executive floor, which had only but a few people present. It also appeared well organised and provided maximum privacy compared to the outer hall.

'Well, you kept the existence of his son away from him for four years. If you're honest with yourself, you would admit you don't deserve to see that side either.'

And I will keep paying for the choice I made for the rest of my life. What a horrible life.

I realised my response wasn't the best either. He was right. I was late and once again; I was in the wrong. "I'm sorry," I said, and I knew this won't be the last time I would use that line tonight.

My apology was loud enough, but he behaved as if I said nothing. His gaze returned to the menu in his hand and after a while of me sitting at the table awkwardly, I spoke.

"I'm here, just like you requested."

He placed the menu in his hand down on the table and he folded his arms across his chest. "I want to know why." He said, his eyes levelling down on me.

I knew what he wanted to know; he wanted to know why I cut him out of the first five years of his son's life. He wanted to know why I chose not to contact him after I found out I was pregnant with his baby.