The Rejected shes the mother of his heir

A man was laying on the ground with bloody clothes, blood was coming out of his mouth, as he struggled to talk, he looked like he was shot a couple of times.

Sitting next to him was a male teenager, with blond hair and brown hazel eyes. He had a worried expression on his face, he looked like he was attending to the man's wounds.

"Arthur stop, I told you to go! you need to get as far away from here as you can!" The man said to the teenager.

"What no! I need to get you to the hospital dad!" The teenager replied, looking at his cellphone. He had called 911 almost 15 minutes ago.

"It's too late for me son, if you don't move from here they'll kill!"

"No they won't, I've called 911, and I've phoned Jared he'll be here…. Dad! Dad…. stay with me!" The teenager yelled, seeing life escape his dad's eyes.

The teenager's dad put his hand on the teenager's hand and looked him in the eyes. "Arthur just listen to me..listen to me, if something happens to you, who do you think is going to run the consortium? You're the only…" The teenager cut his dad's sentence.

"And if something happens to you, I don't want nothing to do with your consortium, so you better live old man." The teenager demanded, applying pressure to his dad's wound so the blood won't keep coming out.

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"Dad Dad no! Don't die on me God dammit!" Arthur yelled, as he jumped out of his sleep, he opened his eyes, to see a beautiful brunette, his wife sitting next to him with a worried expression on her face.

"Arthur, what's wrong?" Stacey asked, looking concerned.

Arthur sat up, and rubbed his eyes to awaken himself, his heart beating violently on his chest, he looked at his wife who was looking at him with her green eyes wide, it was clear that she was worried, "I was talking in my sleep again, was I?" Arthur asked his wife in a sad voice, his heart beating faster than usual. He hated that dream he just had.

Silently sighing, Stacey glared at her husband as she lifted a pillow in her arm, "Next time, you wake me up like this, I'll suffocate you Arthur," Stacey warned as she got back to her bed while carrying the pillow. She couldn't believe her 'useless live-in-husband woke her up again.

"Suffocate me?…. She's lying." Arthur Amusedly mumbled, sitting back on the couch where he slept," She cares about me…she came to check up on me."

"Excuse me?" Stacey's expression turned dark with anger, as she glared at her annoying husband.

Realizing he should not have said that out loud, Arthur glanced at his wife nervously, "Huh?…nothing, I was just talking to my ….I'll shut up now." Arthur nervously said, stealing a glance at her expressionless face. Not believing how cruel and cold her eyes can look and at the same time, they're very alluring.

Stacey broke off her gaze from Arthur, she was blushing at his words, but she'd never show him that though. "Go back to sleep." Her voice was devoid of any emotions.

"Yeah sure." Arthur replied; Stacey was still glaring at him, it was clear she was annoyed at him.

"Jerk," Stacey uttered, getting back to sleep, she gently covered herself. But she still couldn't sleep since the lights were on, and she wasn't used to sleeping with the lights on.

She rolled her eyes in irritation, and turned her head to the couch, where Arthur slept, "Arthur Turn the lights off." She asked in an almost commanding tone.

It was all Arthur's fault that she turned the lights on after all. She was so worried about him that the first thing she did when she heard him shout in his sleep was turn the lights on.

'What does he always dream about anyways? I just hope it's nothing to worry about,' Stacey thought to herself, briefly glancing at him. 'And I thought he told me his parents were dead…why does he keep on saying 'dad, mom? Maybe I should know more about him?' Stacey thought, but she quickly buried that thought.