Page 29 of Plaything of His


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Callum

She was pregnant.

She was pregnant with my child, and she still left us.

She gave birth to my daughter, and she didn’t even tell me.

For once, I was grateful that I pitied her. Even though she put herself in that situation, and we were no longer together, I felt sorry for her.

At least all those cheques I’ve been giving Serena for the past decade and a half have been used well. Her children…my daughter…they’ve benefitted from that money.

“Why are you home, Delilah?! I told you to stay out until I called you to come back!”

Delilah.

What a sweet name to call my daughter.

Lyra and Delilah.

My two girls.

As Serena steps forwards, Benjamin…herson,steps backwards with Delilah as I keep a firm grip on their mother.

“I didn’t want to stay out any longer, Mum. It’s getting dark and all my friends have gone home.”

Delilah says as her brother quickly jumps to her defence.

“Why the fuck do you want her to stay out so late? You’d be screaming at her if she came home any other day at this time.”

Serena pulls her arm away from my hold as she points a finger in Benjamin’s face.

And still, even after twenty odd years of knowing her, she keeps up with the theatrics.

“Of course you would defend the spawn of the devil! You’re both just as bad as each other!”

As she speaks, I feel my blood growing hot and hotter.

Spawn of the devil, devil being me.

Shit, did she hate me that much?

Was she ever going to tell me I had another child? Or did she hope I would never find out?

“Will someone please explain what the fuck is going on here? How do you both know each other, and why are you here in my house?”

His question is directed to me, and even though it’s coming out from his mouth, my eyes move past him and land on the girl that’s standing by his side.

My daughter. My youngest.

Her eyes are locked on the back of her brother’s head but even from here, I can tell that she’sgot my Lyra’seyes.

She’s gotmyeyes.

“Your sister,” Serena finally begins as she points a finger towards me. “Is his daughter.”

Delilah’s eyes widen, and as she slowly turns to look over at me, so does Benjamin. He takes a deep breath in, turning his body slightly as his eyes dart between myself and Delilah, as I give my youngest a small smile.

She’s too shocked to even know how to react.

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