Always Been Yours

Chapter 5 I Could Keep You

“Pretty lady, it’s just right up ahead!” Gregory exclaimed as he pointed at the lounge up ahead.

Daddy must be in there right now, and once he sees the pretty lady, he’ll fall in love with her for sure! Then she’ll finally become my mommy!

In stark contrast to the little boy’s excitement, Tessa was uneasy. They were presently at the VIP lounge, which was tucked within the core of the yacht.

Standing at the entryway was a row of bodyguards, all of them resembling broad and towering statues as they put up an intimidating front.

At the sight of them, Tessa slowed in her steps and said a little hesitantly, “Hey, little guy, why don’t I just put you down here and you walk the rest of the way back? I’m sure I don’t have to go in with you.”

The boy immediately wrapped his arms tight around her neck as he cried, “No, I want you to go in with me!”

“But…” She didn’t know what she was supposed to do. The Sawyers could very well be in that lounge right now, and it would be inappropriate for her, an outsider, to intrude.

“Do you not like me at all, pretty lady?” Suddenly, the little boy pouted, his large eyes glistening as he stared at her woefully.

quickly snapped out of her thoughts and replied, “No, of course, I like you! How can I not when you’re so

me? It just means you’re lying to me when you say you like me,” the little boy muttered, his voice close to breaking into a cry as he kept his arms around

sight of

for attention?” Aside from Nicholas and Kieran’s mother, Greg did not show affection for any other woman. He would reel back in disgust whenever

up close and personal with

hearing approaching footfalls, Tessa looked up and instantly

them, she recognized Kieran

appeared in finance magazines, and he was in the top ten most eligible bachelors in Brentwood society. With good looks

boy in Tessa’s arms. This man looked as if he had made a home at the top of the social food chain, like he was an

Nicholas Sawyer, Tessa thought. He was an elusive figure who had never once appeared in any magazine or on the news, but he was an existence that could not be replicated

Tessa warily. She held her breath when she felt their watchful gaze fix on her, and she quickly bowed her head in greeting. “President Sawyer, Master Kieran,” she began, willing herself not to fumble like an idiot. “I-I’m Tessa Reinhart, a violinist in the orchestra hired for today’s celebration. The young master accidentally wandered over to the orchestra’s lounge earlier, and

about. In a cool, crisp voice, Nicholas said, “Thank you for bringing him back

a little husky, and when he spoke, it

made to

cried, “No, I don’t want to be put down on the