Mommy, Is The President Our Daddy? The Ex-Wife’s Revenge

Travis’s POV

I was seething with rage at how my plans had been ruined once again. I watched the children coming out of the house as they were being led by the officers.

“No,” I gasped in anger. I grabbed a stone to hit on the ground before wondering what I was going to do next.

I should have transferred them to another location when I had the chance.

Suddenly I saw her, beautiful as always, getting out of the van and running towards the children.

She had betrayed me. She had turned me into a fugitive. She was my enemy and not Asher. Asher had been a part of the plan but since she was not dealing with him then she was my next target. She was the one I needed to deal with and no one else.

I watched everything in slow motion as my brain slowed the whole scene before me. I had to find a way to get her back.

“But what if she doesn’t want me back?” I asked myself as I got a gun out of my jacket which I had been hiding for a long time.

The gun had been gotten in case I needed it to defend myself against the cold. I knew they would come for me so the best thing to do would be to fortify myself and shoot them back if they ever caught me. I aimed it at Zendaya and shot the first one.

I missed getting her as the officers got on alert taking her and the kids into the car.

I had not shot anyone before but it wouldn’t hurt to try. She needed to be taken down.

I shot again and again just as the officers opened fire in my direction.

I didn’t have a formal cover as I was hiding behind the bushes. I got hit with multiple bullets, one through my thigh and the other through my shoulder getting me to fall to the ground bleeding.

My life flashed before my eyes as the shots didn’t stop ringing. I heard them over and over again as I wondered if it was possible for me to survive this.

I got out my phone to call Rowan before deciding against it. I would not do it, I would save myself this time.

I was not going to get caught, neither was I going to die here. I had to do something to save my life.

Tearing my clothes while using it as a tourniquet, I tied my bleeding thigh which was not easy to do. I had to stop the bleeding somehow so I wouldn’t bleed to death and I would not be tracked with the blood trails.

I pushed the pieces of my clothes inside the one shoulder wound as I rested. I was glad I had done this, now all I needed to do was make sure they were tight or I would bleed out.

Thinking quickly, I rolled down the little valley behind me as I was halted by a tree.

I ran to an open taxi getting in as I shut the door.

“Take me to the airport,” I said with the pain coursing through my system. I found my local bandages bleeding through as I pushed against them to stop myself from bleeding out.

The man was hesitant as he looked at me from my bleeding thigh to my bleeding shoulders. I knew I had a rough appearance.

“Dude, you’re bleeding over my car seat. I’m not taking you anywhere.”

“I wasn’t asking,” I said, aiming the gun to his head. “Drive or you’ll be on a shirt next.”

“Okay, okay,” he shivered as he put the car in drive and started for the airport.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

I knew the private airport would allow me in since it was partly owned by my company. When the driver stopped me there, I huddled into the airport. The security officer came to my aid as I pushed him aside, huddling through the busy airport and getting to the terminal.

I found my plane was ready and I entered to see the pilots wondering what was happening.

“Get me out of here!” I yelled to the employees as they had no option but to do just that.

“But Sir… the president…”

“Is not going to shoot you in the face, but I will, since I am your boss, now fly me out of this country immediately.”

They nodded, running about to get the plane into working order while I laid back in my chair with the air hostess getting a first aid kit to take care of my wounds.

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Asher’s POV

I paced around in the station while the inspector gave me a rundown of how the operation had gone but that was the least of my concerns. I didn’t want to hear about it, I wanted something else.

“So we traced the blood to the highway as my men found that he had…”

“I’m sorry for cutting you off but I’m not really here for any of that,” I sighed. “I just need my children. Where are they?”

“Sir, I just want to let you know that the mission was a success. Your children are alive. Although someone shot at them…”

“Someone shot at them? Did you guys catch them?”

“We couldn’t,” he said as I grunted.

“What am I paying you for? You should have caught him. Where are my children? I just need to know if they are safe. That is all.”

The man startled by my words pointed behind me as I turned to see Zendaya walking in with the children. They clung to her but I didn’t care, so long as they were safe I was happy.

She ran towards me with happiness and excitement as I carried her into the air before lifting the children up together.

To my surprise they hugged me back as I had never felt this alive before.

At that moment, I understood what it meant to be a father and I was happy they were safe.