2. Finding Mother

"Mmuah! I've missed you, my dear. Come to Papi." The old chairman said as he excitedly welcomed his sugar baby into his arms as soon as she entered his private chamber.

He pulled her onto his lap as he peppered her with wet kisses all over the face and neck.

But the 36-year-old woman did not look too happy to be there as she usually was.

"I... I want out. I want out of this." Aiesha stammered.

"Hm?" Chairman Rajesh seemed to have not heard what she said.

"I want out of this relationship. This affair. I can no longer continue with these secret meetings with you. I also want to have a family of my own. So, let's end this. Please." Aiesha managed to let out her thoughts.

The old man was quiet. It was clear that he didn't like what his sugar baby had just said.

"Why? Have you found someone else?" He asked after a while.

Aiesha got off his lap; the chairman frowned.

"No. I haven't."

"Then why do you want to leave me? Hm?" He tried to kiss her wrist, but she pulled back her hand.

"You promised me that you would help me get married to my friend, Renjith. Isn't that how you got me in your bed in the first place? But it's been years now, and you still haven't been able to help me with that. So I'm going to gather courage and ask him out myself."

"What?! No! Never!" The chairman exclaimed as he quickly sprung up from his seat and pushed her into the chair as he towered over her.

He grabbed her by the chin and turned her face to keep eye contact as he spoke, "You, my dear, will not marry my son or anyone for that matter. You became mine and only mine the very day that you crawled into my bed."

"But... but... that is not what you promised..."

"I don't care!" The king squeezed his lover's chin as he said that, making it a bit hard for her to breathe well.

"If it's love, security, and wealth you want, my dear Aiesha, I can give you that. You can be my fourth and last mistress; I don't mind. But know that I will never let you go. So you better keep that in mind." He added before letting go of her and angrily leaving the room because he's got an emergency to attend to at his villa.

Aiesha rolled her eyes as she thought to herself. 'Who said that I want to be numbered? It's your son that I've always wanted and not your rickety old ass, you old man.'

"They say that if you want something done very well, you do it yourself." Aiesha said before calling for her house manager. "Bhumi."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Get me a potent aphrodisiac. I'll be expecting an important visitor in a few days."

"Yes, please."

Aiesha dismissed her employee afterwards. "Now, let's see who will get things their way, old man. Haha..."

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Three days time...

"Your dad is going to kill me if he finds out that I am the one that gave your mother's address to you.

Are you sure that this is a good idea? I mean, are you going to see her after all these years of her absence in your life?

I believe that your father may have a good reason why he refuses for you to go and search for her. Shouldn't you rethink this? My dear? Please?" Charvi asked her stepson, Selvan.

Selvan shook his head. "No, mother."

"Or should I call Vasant to come and take you there?"

"It's fine. I can go with the train."

"Hmm." Charvi sighed. "Okay, fine. But make sure to call me if anything. Okay?"

"Okay, mother. Thank you so much." Selvan hugged her and then left the house.

His father and younger half-siblings were not at home at the moment.

Selvan didn't want his dad to know about him going to his birth mother's place.

Watching her stepson's retreating back made Charvi a bit worried. She had seen the other woman a few times on TV, but she didn't know that much about her except what her husband and the media said.

Charvi prayed in her heart that Selvan's birth mother would receive him well and not add to the pain that she's already inflicted on the small family she left behind.

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Ding-dong! Ding-dong!!

Selvan checked the address on the phone before pressing the doorbell once again.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!!

He has managed to finally get his stepmom to give him his birth mother's address, as his father refused to even talk about her.

Selvan still doesn't know much about what had happened between the two, but for him, he would love to see the woman who gave him life.

So here he is after a journey of three-plus hours, waiting for someone to come and open this huge gate in front of him.

"So you're saying that this woman here, Madam Aiesha, is your mother?"

A lady who was dressed up in a suit like an office secretary pointed to the woman in the picture that he had shown to her as his biological mother.

The security at the gates had called the lady for him once he told them of his purpose here. It seems she might be working for his mother.

Selvan bobbed his head and replied to her question earlier. "Yes, I did. Is this her house? Is she at home, please?"

There was a little hesitation before the lady responded. "Um... alright. Follow me."

The interior decoration of the place was top-notch. From all the information that he gathered about his mother on the internet, Selvan already knows that she is a big superstar, but even still, he was really surprised to see that his birth mom lives in a nice place.

They entered into what looked like a living room.

The lady, Bhumi, turned to him, with one hand pointing to the beautiful furniture.

"You may please have a seat. Madam Aiesha had to leave for an emergency, but I am sure that she will be back soon.

You can call any of the servants for anything that you need by pressing the button on the wall behind you.

Madam likes her privacy, so we only come in here when she calls for us.

Also, Madam is hosting a friend who is currently having his lunch. Just introduce yourself to him if he sees you. Okay? I'll have someone bring you some refreshments. Would you like some fruits too?" Bhumi asked, to which Selvan nodded, and then she left.

A few minutes later, two servants came in to serve him some refreshments and fruits, and they too left afterwards.

He occasionally nibbled on the savouries and sipped some of the drinks served to him while he waited. But soon after, his body started to feel hot and quite uncomfortable, but he assumed that it was because he was that anxious to meet his birth mother.

He was a bit bored after waiting for some time, so he started cutting the sliced apples into tiny bits, and that was when the knife cut him.

"Ouch!" He quickly dropped the knife onto the tray and put pressure on the cut to prevent it from bleeding more, but it was too late. The cut was deeper than he had thought, and the bleeding wouldn't stop.

The heat he was feeling earlier had intensified, making him quite dizzy, and his legs, weaker. But he attributed the cause to be the bleeding.

So as a means to stop it, he decided to search for the kitchen in hopes of finding a first aid kit.

Selvan found a door leading to what looked like a hallway inside the house and went that way.

There were a number of doors lined up. He decided to open one of them to check if that were the kitchen but then he lost all the strength in his feet and fell hard on the cold floor.

"Thud!"

The cold floor felt quite good against his heated-up body, and so Selvan started to take off his clothes in order for his full body to have direct contact with the soothing floor.

Unaware of his actions or his surroundings.

"Help me." Was what he wished he could voice out, but he was too weak.