The Billionaire's Secret Lover

Chapter 24: Meeting the Thompsons

I woke up to the sun glading down on me. I was about to stand up when I noticed Michael sleeping

soundly beside me. Both of his hands were held across his head as he sleeps with a smile on his lips.

I wonder what he was dreaming about that make him smile. I run my hand slowly down his lip, he

swallows my hand, sucking it slowly as he gazes into my eyes. His blue eyes mesmerizing me. This This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

position brought back yesterday's memories as I blush red, yesterday was the third-best night of my

life.

I stood up abruptly from the bed when I suddenly remember that we are meeting his parents for the first

time today and ran into the bathroom to shower leaving Michael to chuckle behind me, he got up and

walk into the shower as he helps bath me, I did the same for him then we both walk out to dress.

I stood gasping at my inappropriate dress from the club last night, I couldn't possibly wear that to meet

his parents for the first time. Bitting my lips as I try to think of a solution, I didn't notice Michael watching

me closely with a frown on his face.

"Amore" my heart skips a beat as I turn to look at him, surprised writing all over my face, when he

called me "Bella Mio" yesterday I thought he was on the influence of alcohol but now this.

“ What are you thinking about so seriously” He continues as he walks closer to me and remove my lips

from my teeth and kiss them slowly.

I step away from him " I did not bring any cloth with me to wear to your parent's place, could you stop

by at my place so I could change into a more suitable dress?” I asked looking at him.

"Sure, if that's what you want," He said frowning"but I need to show you something, "He said as he

guides me outside to a door opposite his room I never notice that door ever since I've started coming

here.

"How would you when you are always preoccupied with eating Michael out," My subconscious said

teasing me, I mentally roll my eyes at her smart mouth.

I blush as Michael opens the door. The room Michael show me too was big such as his but while his

was painted in grey and white, this was more feminine in color.

"I...this is your room, Nina," He said as he runs his hands through his hair Shyly. I stood gasping at him.

"This is my room? "I asked him again shocked. He nodded as he avoided my eyes "why?"

"Because I just want you to have a place in my house"

"Awnn!, that's so sweet of him, "My subconscious said, ohing and awing"

I blink back the tears that threatened to fall as I hug him speechlessly."Thank you so much, Michael" I

said to him after I have found my voice.

"You're welcome," He said as he kissed my lips softly "Though you have enough rooms in my heart and

body" His eyes glittering with mischief I smack him playfully on his shoulder as he grips his shoulder

faking pain.

"Awn! that's hurt you know," He said, clutching his shoulder tightly. I huff at him and roll my eyes, He

walks to the closet and opens the door. I gasp at the numerous dress hanging in the closet, from office

to party wear and even casual wear just a look at the price tag got me refusing blatantly.

"I can't accept this Michael, this is too expensive," I said refusing it.

"But you are my woman and I want to spend on you. Hell! why am I working then if I can't spend on

you?" He said frustrated.

"But this…." I said gesturing to the closet full of clothes" is too much Michael ".

" OK. You can borrow it for now, and pay me back later" He said with an amusingly.

"Don't be ridiculous, Michael" I said loudly rolling my eyes at him."I can't really pay back all this debt"

"OK, fine, can you just pick a dress to wear to my parents today? He said half pleading with me not to

refuse him.

I couldn't refuse him, not after the way he looks " Ok, I can do that" I said as I watch his face pull up in

a smile.

"That's fine by me," Let me leave you to dress," He said as he walks out of the door. I smile happily as I

fall on the bed. I can't even imagine that I will be ever spoiled by Michael. Wait until I tell Lilian, she will

be so jealous of me right now.

Thirty minutes later, I walk out of the room fully dressed in a pink flowing gown and a sliver wedge, the

gown was as expensive as hell. Even with my salary at Melton's Media, I wouldn't even dream of

buying it.

I walk out down the stair to meet Michael sitting down on the couch typing away on his phone. I stood

gawking at his handsome face. He was dressed in a black slack with a blue linen shirt which brought

out his blue eyes. His black blazer was on his one shoulder while he uses his other hand to type away

on his phone.

He suddenly looks up when he noticed my eyes on him. He sucks in breath, as I slowly descended the

stairs holding his eyes.

"Tesoro, you are so magnificent. I could never get tired of looking at your beautiful face each day" He

said as he walks up to me and holds my hand, helping me down the last step I smiled at him, checking

him out, he was not looking bad.

"I could never get tired of looking at your handsome face each day too," I said shyly as I blush, hiding

my face from him.

He chuckles deeply as he walks me to his car. Looking at the red Bugatti which Michael leads me to, I

couldn't help but remember when I went to meet Austin's parents. Back then I would never have

believed that Michael and I will be together like we are now.

"Penny for your thought, Tesoro," Michael said as he came to stand beside me.

"It's nothing," I said smiling as I push the worry away from my face. I will deal with Austin and Mia

walker later but now I want to enjoy the company of this man that makes my world has meaning again.

"Are you sure?" He said softly not sure as he searches my face for any sign of discomfort. He smiled

when he was sure that I was OK.

"What are you going to do about the reporters?" I ask fearfully as I glimpse the number of reporters

gathered in front of his gate. Instead of reducing, they were increasing each day and Michael has

refused to release a statement concerning the death of Mia Walker.

"We'll use the back gate. They are not aware of its existence yet" He said as he manoeuvers the car

out of the garage and drives it to the back gate.

"Then why didn't you use it then, instead of your chopper," I said as I look at him curiously.

"Because I wouldn't be able to enter into my company the reporters are gathered at the front gate and

that is the only entrance there except the rooftop," He said as he pulled out of his property and drive all

the way to his parents.

"That's true" I nodded as I look at him marvel at the way he holds the steering with such expertise as

the way he handles me in the bedroom. Bad girl! stop thinking such dirty thoughts when you are

meeting his parents for the first time today.

The drive to his parents' place was so exhausting that I slept all through. He pulled over in front of a big

brown gate and punch in the code which makes the gate to open up, and he drove in.

I sat gasping at the magnificent white house that stood like a palace in the middle with a fountain in

front of it. A garden was at the back fully tended too. I have always known the Thompsons were rich

but didn't know they were rich to this extent.

Michael walks over to open the door for me while we both walk to the door, he rings the door and turns

to grab my hand tightly, I flick him a nervous smile grateful for his touch.

Don't worry, everything is gonna be alright. Just follow my lead" He said just as the door open to reveal

a lady in her prime with dark hair and freckles just above her nose.

"Signore Michael" She greeted Michael bowing her head slightly as she ushers us in."Signora and

signore are resting in the garden" She said walking away. Michael guides me with his hands at my back

to the garden where his parents are resting.

"Mom!" He said as he let go of me to peck his mother on her cheek. She smiled at him, her blue eyes

glittering with happiness.

"Dad!" Michael said as he turns to hug his dad, I watch in fascination as his mom, pat him on his back

with so much love in her eyes. My throat tightens with unshed tears as I fought to keep my emotions at

bay.

They both turn to regard me seriously "You must be Nina Miller?" His dad said walking closer to where I

stood, giving them the privacy they deserved.

"Yes sir," I said smiling as I shake his hands.

"I've heard about what you are doing at lush beauty and I'm thankful," He said smiling as he shakes my

hands firmly back.

His mom offered me a tight smile as she walks us back into the house. Michael came to stand beside

me frowning at my sad face.

"What's wrong amore?" He whispers into my ear "Your mom doesn't like me" I whisper back looking at

him with worry.

"Don't worry about her, she will soon come around" He said as he holds my hands and walks me into

the house.

His mom glared at our intertwined hands while I quickly remove my hand from Michael's. Michael turns

to look at me questionably but didn't say anything.

"So how is the renovation in hotel Italia going?" Mr. Daniel Thompson asks Michael as they both lurch

into business talk leaving me with his Mom.

“Why don't you men take your talk to the study, you are boring us here, right Nina?” Mrs. Diana

Thompson said looking at me, I nodded.

I'm surprised she even remembers my name with the way she was ignoring me like I didn't exist. Just

as Michael and his dad stood up to go the study leaving me with his mom, the doorbell rang.

“Maria” Mrs. Diana Thompson calls out to the lady that opens the door for Michael and me.

“Si, signora” She replied walking into the sitting room.

“Get the door,” Mrs. Diana Thompson said as she waves her hands to the door.

Maria opened the door and Deborah Melton walks in looking beautiful as ever in a red short gown.

Immediately, she saw Mrs. Thompson, she rushes to hug her.

“Diana!, how are you? It's been ages” She said smiling. I was so jealous of her, she gets to call

Michael's mom by her name and I couldn't.

“I came immediately I saw your call” She continues sweetly barely acknowledging me, I roll my eyes at

her poor excuse of words.

“Deborah, you've made yourself distant from us. Sometimes I wonder if you are still Michael's fiancee ”

Mrs. Thompson lament bitterly as she held Deborah's hand tightly.

My throat tightens involuntarily as I glimpse the motherly affection she showed to Deborah. I felt so out

of place that I excused myself to the garden. They acted like they didn't care where I went.

I stood in the garden as I breathe in the scent of the earth mixed with the flowers around me. For a cold

woman like she is, Diana Thompson sure has a soft spot for flowers.

Was this why she ask me for lunch? To show me that I can never be enough for Michael. That no

matter how hard I try, she will never accept me as a woman enough for Michael. I stood in the garden

as different thoughts and scenarios rush through my mind as I try to brush them all off my mind. I

stiffened immediately I sense her standing beside me in the garden

“ I know you must hate me right now but I hope you know that I'm doing all of this for my son and you.

Whatever, Michael felt for you is just a phase and it will soon pass. Michael is destined to be with

Deborah and not even you can stop that. I will advise you young lady with the little self-esteem you

have left in you, leave my son alone ”.

She storms off the garden angrily while I stood frozen at the garden digesting her words. Just like a

swift of the wind, I dashed into the house, I took my purse and run off into the sunny afternoon.

I flagged down the first taxi I saw that will take me to the safe haven of my room. Safely in the car, I let

the tears fall a second time where I will be told I'm not good for Michael Thompson.