C3 Finding Her.

Dominic's POV

My eyes opened to the most hammering headache I have ever felt in my entire existence. My head throbbed, and I forced myself to sit up as I searched for my phone.

The morning sun pierced through the black curtains, and the car honks from the road echoed through the room.

What the hell happened last night…?

I stared at the dishevelled room, unable to register anything for a while until my eyes caught sight of the bloodstain on the bed.

Blood!

My brows furrowed deeply. And suddenly, it all came rushing back.

A shinning object on the floor caught my attention and I lowered myself to the ground to pick it up.

“A earing!” I muttered to myself and clamped my hand around it. The female scent emanating from it joggled my mind, sending all the memories flushing through me.

I remembered attending the business summit gala last night, only to be drugged. I fled the gala and came across the strange girl who begged me to save her.

I did, and we ended up in bed together.

“Impossible!” I shook my head as the memories came running down one after the other.

I glanced up at the bloody bedsheet, confirming the reality of what had taken place here last night.

“But….” My voice trembled.

Ten years!

For ten whole years, no woman had been able to get close to me. Not without triggering it. The disgust, rejection, and the unbearable reaction my body had toward them.

Doctors called it psychological, some called it trauma, but none of them could fix it.

Until last night!

“Who the hell are you…?” My jaw clenched.

But now….

This woman showed up and cured me without even trying.

“I must find her!” I breathed.

I grabbed my phone and quickly made a call.

“Dennis! Where are you?” My voice was firm.

“Mr CEO, I've been looking everywhere for you. Mr. Chairman has requested your presence.” My assistant trembled over the phone.

“The woman I spent the night with…” I swallowed.

“Find her, I don’t care how.” I said coldly into the phone.

Three weeks later, the car came to a smooth stop in front of a big building. I stepped out, adjusting my cuffs as my eyes scanned the surroundings.

She lived here?

“We tracked the earring to this address, sir,” Dennis said carefully.

“Good!” My grip tightened slightly, as my curiosity heightened knowing I was about to find her.

The door opened after a few knocks, and a provocative looking middle-aged woman stood there, her eyes widening instantly the moment she saw me.

Recognition!

Of course she knew who I was.

“Mr. Dominic…?” she stammered.

I didn’t waste time, I pulled out the earring.

“Who does this belong to?” My voice was firm.

Her eyes flickered briefly, just for a second, but I caught it.

“Mom who is that? Why are you even answering the door yourself, where are the helps?” I heard another voice.

Behind her, a younger woman stepped forward. Immediate she saw me, she staggered backward with her mouth dropped open.

“Oh my goodness! Mom! It's Mr West!” Her voice laced with excitement and she almost screamed.

“Please come inside, Mr West. We are so honoured to have you…” The woman was starting to say.

“You are yet to answer my question. Who is the owner of this earring?” I asked again.

The girl's gaze locked onto the earring, and something strange passed through her expression.

“What’s going on here?” A man’s voice cut in sharply as he walked into the living room.

His eyes moved from me to Dennis, then back to me again.

“Mr West!” His breath hitched and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

“That earring!” The girl said, and my gaze shifted towards her. She seemed to know something about it as she squinted her eyes towards it.

“Mr West is looking for the owner of this earring.” The woman said to the man, and he looked back at me.

“That foolish girl! I'm sure she must have gotten herself in some trouble. What the hell did she do this time?” The man's brows furrowed with anger.

“Well….” My voice trailed.

“Why are you looking for my daughter, Mr West? Please tell me what she has done.”

“I spent a night with her. And I have been looking for her the past three weeks. I traced her here using this.” I held his gaze calmly, raising the earring up in the air.

“What!” the woman suddenly exclaimed.

“Mom!” The girl tugged at her mother with a sad expression, and I could tell something was not right.

“That earring… it belongs to my daughter.” The woman suddenly said, forcing a laugh.

“Mabel,” she added quickly, pulling the girl forward.

“She must be the one you’re looking for.” She added with a wide smile.

“I… I didn’t think you would come looking for me,” The girl lowered her gaze shyly and said softly.

“I'm so glad you came, it was my first time and I was so scared.” Mabel said and immediately threw herself in my arms.

I froze and instantly felt irritated by her touch.

What the hell is happening?

She feels and smells nothing like the woman I spent the night with.

Something about this felt off, but the evidence was something I couldn’t deny.

“Are you sure you are the girl I spent the night with?” I quickly asked her, and she nodded her head.

“Yes, I'm the one. I suddenly misplaced my earrings and didn't think too much of it.” She answered.

“You can be rest assured, Mr. West. Mabel is the only daughter I have, and since you were able to trace the earrings here, then that can only mean she's the one you are looking for.” The man explained.

I looked back at Dennis for a confirmation of that piece of information.

“Yes, Mr. CEO. There's only a child registered under this family, and that is Mabel Hart.” Dennis confirmed, and I nodded my head.

“Get ready, you’re coming with me.” I said coldly and pushed her away from me. Her eyes widened with excitement at my words, and she looked at her mother.

“One more thing you should know, Mr West.” She said, and I tilted my head back to look at her.

“What is that?” I asked her.

“I'm pregnant with your child!” Her voice echoed in my ears.