Emelia's POV I thought I could do this on my own. Raising my son by myself is hard when I know his father never wanted me to have him. I decided to keep my baby obviously, as I could not bare to part with him after feeling him kick the first time in my belly. Luckily I had saved enough to get a one bedroom apartment from working under his family. I know it sounds like a scandal but it was never my intention to use his family at all. I mean the guy was just drop dead handsome. With a chiseled jaw and plump kissable lips, not to mention his smoldering green eyes. The way his 6 ft muscular figure stood over me, in the moment I couldn't help but give in to every sexual demand that day. I mean Who wouldn't want a piece of that giving them attention? I know at the time, I did but boy did that handsome jerk and our brief fling ruin my plans to become a college professor. However right now being a college professor is not on the table because one I got pregnant, two I had to drop out of my master's degree program because I definitely could not handle doing night classes after my shift at the mansion after becoming 8 months pregnant. who knew? Third and finally because I had to use the money I had for college to get an apartment as I could not keep living in the mansion after I started showing at 7 and a half months. Yeah so back to the topic at hand, I didn't know that taking care of a baby by yourself was so hard. I love him to death don't get me wrong, but my Daniel does not like to sleep at night. He sleeps all morning literally from the time the sun comes up usually 5 a.m until 12 p.m and then he is up the rest of day. He takes a nap about 6 p.m and is right back up at 9 p.m. It has been like that since he was born and he is now 3 months old. His doctor says it's because his internal clock is set that way. It's not too bad I suppose but I know that in 3 more months I have decided that I am going to "drop him off" at the mansion with a typed letter to his jerk of a father. I made this decision today when I decided that I would be going back to work at the mansion and that my son needs his father or any of his male family in his life, as mine all have passed away. Daniel's grandfather, Ezekiel has always been kind to me and told me I could have 6 months off when I told him that I had a medical emergency to handle. Ezekiel doesn't know that I had his grandson or even that I was pregnant at all, thankfully. I just hope when I take Daniel to the house, he doesn't recognize him as my son. That would be so awkward for me, as I don't want him to think I am after their fortune. Yes they are billionaires, but I just want my son to have the best life and Daniel is identical to his dad, except that Daniel has my round face shape as opposed to his dad's heart shaped face. When Daniel started babbling, I would say Em and point to myself because I mean I couldn't have him calling me mommy at the mansion and have them discover my little secret. After two months of practice, Daniel just calls me Em whenever he sees me and he thinks it's normal. I am glad because in two weeks, we will be making our return to the mansion. Luckily for us it will be summer time, which means that his dad will be studying somewhere abroad. I pack all of Daniel's stuff which isn't much, a small portable crib, his teddy, 3 months of frozen breast milk, his blanket and two weeks of clothes and diapers as baby boy grows super fast. He is already wearing 9 to 12 month clothing and he is only 6 months old. It's 4 am and it's an hour drive to the mansion from my humble little one bedroom apartment. I get Daniel in the car and head to the mansion where I know things will be different from here on out. We get to the mansion at five like expected and everyone is still sleeping as per usual. So I gather all of Daniel's things and bring him inside and start playing with him in the living room. Before long he falls asleep as his clock is still set the same, much to my delight. I put him in the crib, place the letter on it and go to place the frozen milk in the freezer. Once all that is done, I go to wake up Ezekiel and let him know that he has a grandson downstairs. To my surprise, Ezekiel is already up and was about to head downstairs. "Good morning, sir, I have news for you. It seems you have a grandson that the mother could no longer afford and he is sleeping downstairs in a crib" I say and think damn I need an award. He just nods his head and walks downstairs with me to check out his grandson. on the outside he seems claim and collected but if I know any better he is a mix of hurt, uncertain if this is an legit grandchild,angry at his sons, and excited. Ezekiel first reads the letter. Then looks at the baby pictures included and then at the sleeping Daniel. He waves me off and I go to start my duties. Ezekiel POV I woke up with an uneasy feeling this morning. I didn't know what it was about but it got me up earlier than I normally do. I thought I hea