Ana's Daddy

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

I was frozen in my chair and far away in my thoughts. How do I move forward? Ana, I never cared to know her name when she suddenly became an orphan. I know it was coldhearted of me not to have the ability to care and turn down the opportunity to help my friend's daughter. Jeffery saved me and my company, and what did I do? Not even take in their child when she lost everything. I hate myself thinking about what I did. She should have been with me all these years. But would I have dared to act on my feelings when she bloomed into the stunning beauty she is now? Could I have kept her from her broken heart? Too many questions.

There's a knock on my door, and in comes Paige, my secretary. She tells me it's 5 pm, and she is heading home. With one look, she looks concerned and asks, "Are you okay, Mr. Jensen?"

"I am fine, Miss Morrison. I was only caught in deep thoughts. Go home and enjoy your evening; I will see you tomorrow."

We say our goodbyes.

I look through my emails and see one from Don; I wonder what he has for me now. I opened the email and skimmed through it. He had forgotten to enclose his findings into Ana's finances. She had been okay off recently, but someone got into her account, took all of her money, and transferred it to a bank account in some offshore bank. Donald is still trying to track down who was doing that to her. Someone stole $ 30,000 from Ana. This fact makes me outraged. How I wish to hurt this person. Yet this can be to my advantage, and I can do something I have never done or thought of doing.

I looked through the papers Don left me, everything he found about Ana. Finally, I found what I needed. Her social media usernames. I wonder where I can best DM her. I see from Donald's info that she's not too active on social media but uses Tik Tok and SnapChat most. Yes, that's a safe bet that I would text here and there and hope for a reply.

I start the process of making an account. What picture should I have as my profile? I don't want to post my own image just yet. I took my phone and took a picture of the view over the city from my office. It's already getting darker. It looks beautiful with all the street lights and different colors of neon signs and lights. I go to the search bar and search for her user name. I sent her a DM and hoped to word it honestly and well enough for a positive reply. I try not to sound too cheesy or disgusting like an old horney man. Maybe I am, but I don't want to come off as one. I want her to be the love of my life.

'Hello, Gorgeous,

I am sorry if this offends you.

Your profile caught my eyes and attention.

You are beautiful with the prettiest smile.

I offer my servers as Sugar Daddy to help you with all expenses.

I will give you an allowance of $ 2,500 á week.

It's no ulterior motives.

No nudes or s*x.

I am a busy and lonely man who wants someone to text in my leisure time.

Please let me know if you are interested.'

I am now looking around for people to follow and who can follow me; otherwise, it looks suspicious. I find artists, as in people, that paint and create things. I find authors to follow. I find booktokers and so on. Now, on to upload some videos. On my last trip there, I found one on my phone when I took a video of the ocean in Florance, Califonia. But also when I visited Spain last year and when I was in Croatia. That should do. It doesn't take long for some of my new followers to like and comment on my videos. I got caught watching videos of people I follow and some funny animals that make me smile. After some time, I went to Ana's profile and looked at her videos. Some of her studying, and others when she's out with her friends. The latest was the other night when she had dinner in some club and then was dancing. She is gorgeous, just like a heaven-sent angel. Looks so much like Eliana. She got her name after her mother and grandmother. I remember Jeffery told me when they were going to baptize her, they chose the name Ana because Eliana's mother was named that. I looked at my watch and realized I should go home and have something to eat. My penthouse is so dark and lonely. I decide to go to a restaurant to have dinner. I shout down my computer and take my coat. I then leave my office and make sure everything is locked.