Robbie's POV

"Sir, Miss Sarah wants to meet you," My assistant, Jane announced.

Sarah was my childhood friend. I was with her till middle school but after I transferred we didn't have much contact. Then I heard from one of my old schoolmates that she left the country for higher studies. She suddenly reappeared last year and to my surprise, my father decided on our marriage without my consent. I refused it even before our engagement date was set but my father did not budge. He thinks if she clung to me long enough she would be able to win me over. If that had to happen, it would have by now. It has been a year already!! I think of her as a friend, but she is not ready to accept that. She keeps calling herself my fiancee! No matter what I say, or what I do, she is just not ready to give up. What a pest!!

"Tell her am busy," I said, irritably.

"Why don't you tell me that yourself?" Sarah said, suddenly appearing in front of my office door. 

She was a very beautiful lady with long wavy brown hair, black eyes, a pretty oval face, and a curvy build. Not only was she beautiful but was an excellent businesswoman. She has astute business sense and has been taking care of her father’s import-export business along with her own line of cosmetics, all on her own. There are many suitors who are willing to lay down their lives for her, but for some reason, she wants to marry me only as if all the other men in this world have evaporated.

"I have no time for you! Leave" I said, curtly.

"How rude!" she exclaimed, barging in like she owned the place, "How can you be busy with just one project?"

"This project is not the only responsibility I have," I said, feeling nettled by her intrusion.

"I can help you," she said, with a radiant smile, "I am not bad with business matters you know"

"Every company has its business secrets that can't be revealed especially to a ‘stranger’," I said, emphasizing the last word.

"I am your fiancee..." she started

"Was my fiancee!! I broke the engagement. We have nothing to do with each any longer" I interjected, harshly.

"Ouch! That hurts," Sarah said, rolling her eyes.

We both were glaring at each other when a loud 'Rrrrrrriiiiinnngggg' of the phone interrupted us. It was the office phone. I picked it up while Sarah stood beside me with her arms crossed.

The one on the phone turned out to be my bodyguard whom I allotted to guard over Tony and my son from the shadows. I know it was sort of stalking but I was too scared to lose him after searching for him for the last five years. I acted like a jerk and now, I am paying for my impulsive and inexcusable actions. I asked the guard to not take any action unless they were in danger. I nearly lost my cool when I heard they packed their bags and drove away. I asked him to follow them.

Please don’t leave me, Tony!!

I will do whatever it takes to make up for all my horrible actions. 

I was feeling apprehensive as I asked, “What is it?”

"Sir, Tony Hawker, and his son came to La Costa Beach"

"La Costa? That's nearly in the outskirts of the city!" I said, feeling my heart dropping to my stomach.

They are seriously leaving?

Do I have to live all my life regretting my actions!!

I think it was my hyper reaction that drew Sarah's attention who looked at me with narrowed eyes

"It seems he came to meet an acquaintance" the guard replied in a monotone.

"Acquaintance? Who?" I asked, a little surprised

Tony was reserved by nature and hardly made any friends. As far as I know, in Warham, Tony has three close acquaintances, Samuel, Tanya, and Jenny.  Back in Guyana City, he had no friends and his family disowned him, the only people he was close to were the warden of his welfare center, Priya, the owner of the departmental store he used to work in, Kendrick, and the pastor of the church he used to visit. I wondered who other than them he knew! 

Was it any of his relatives? I can’t help remembering the day when I first saw Tony’s siblings. He had a younger brother and sister, both of who are Beta. During high school, he tried meeting them but was snubbed by his dad, who scolded him in the middle of the street saying that his brother and sister don’t need a slut as their older brother.

I was deeply shocked by his dad’s reaction. I too have problems with my dad. I, at times, don't agree with him and he too sees Omega as cheap gold diggers but he would rather, try to separate me from the Omega and make their life miserable than mine. I had never seen this side of society where parents treated their kids with such cruelty just because of a petty thing like a sub-gender. I was stunned to hear him call his own son a 'slut' and treat him with such indifference. Later, I learned that it was quite common among Omegas to be disowned. I remember feeling pity for Tony.

That day, Tony cried for hours. I was a pampered kid and had no idea how to console. So, I just hugged him and let him cry his heart out. Even after seeing all this, I feel astonished that I ended up treating him just as cruelly. Sometimes people can really turn so selfish.

"I will send you the pictures sir," the guard replied.

"Alright," I replied, hanging up the call.

Within a few seconds, after I kept my phone, my cellphone beeped. I picked it up to see the picture of Tony being hugged by another guy. He was a tall, tanned, ginger-haired guy with quite a big build. There were other pictures of him eating with Tony and my son. Tony looked very comfortable and happy in his presence. In one of the pictures, the guy was looking at Tony like he was looking at the sunshine of his life. I felt my hand grip the cell phone tightly and a strong pang in my heart. My blood started pumping fast.

Who was this guy?

Why were Tony and him so comfortable?

How do they even know each other?

My mind was racing with so many questions when,

"Who are they?"

"Sarah" I almost jumped in shock. I had completely forgotten she was in the room. I quickly put away my cell phone.

"Why are you acting like you have seen a ghost?" Sarah asked, displeased by my reaction and suspicion swirling in her eyes

"Nothing. Just leave already. I am busy" I told her, getting back to my laptop, but I kept thinking about the pictures.

"Who was that person? Why do you have his picture?" she pushed on.

I raised my eyes, looking at her sharply, "None of your business!!"

She glowered at me for a minute before turning and stomping out of the office.