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

Zendaya’s POV

Days after things had died down a bit, I woke up from a nightmare which had me sweating profusely.

In the nightmare, I had walked into the former house to see Travis strangling someone on the couch. I entered to see that it was Asher. Right in front of me he died and when Asher looked at me he had a maniacal look about him.

He grabbed me by the neck as he pushed me to the wall ready to take my life.

“I told you I’d get you,” he said just as he cracked my neck causing me to jump out of bed with a gasp.

I held onto my neck, checking if anything was broken but I was fine.

I looked to the window to see the sun brimming in with enough energy to melt snow.

I walked to it, shutting it down while closing the curtain. I needed some peace and quiet.

Taking up my phone, I found another message from Travis as I froze again. Why was he tormenting me regularly? What did he want? We were through, he should have moved on just as I am trying to do that.

Every single day he texted me different things and they were all about what he would do to my children to make me come back to him. I wondered when he would learn that I would not be going with him, not after what he had done.

It had taken a few drugs to get my children back into shape and the fear they felt anytime a door would bang made me know they had been traumatized.

I would rather die than go with him. He had no idea who he was messing with.

I could not tell Asher as I was afraid he would fly off the handle and handle this one in a rough manner.

I called up the private investigator whom I had put in charge of finding Travis as I wanted to know the progress.

“How’s it going?” I asked.

“We still haven’t found him yet ma’am,” he said.

“Find him and hurry it up. I need him dealt with.”

I cut the call before leaning forward thinking of what to do next.

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We had scrambled eggs with cheese and some bacon as a knock came in the door catching us off guard.

If it was Asher who was the only one who visited, then he would call before visiting but having a knock with no call, it made me wonder who it was.

I told the children to hide under the table as I grabbed a knife and silently walked to the door.

“Who is it?” I asked expecting the worst as Asher answered.

“It’s me,” he said as I breathed easily, opening the door to see him with someone.

“Hey,” I said. “You didn’t call.”

“Yeah, sorry,” he apologized, kissing me as he ushered the man inside.

He went straight to the table to greet the children before walking to the moving room.

“How did you know they were there?” I was shocked at his deduction skills.

“Their giggles,” he smiled. He pointed to the man. “This here is Manson. Manson would be here for your own protection and for the protection of the children.”

“I don’t think I need a bodyguard,” I smiled as he looked at the knife in my hand and the children still under the table.

“I beg to differ but you do need his services. I hired him here so you wouldn’t have to be a murderer.”

“I wasn’t going to use it,” I waved the knife around.

“Sure you were.”

“Please don’t give me a bodyguard, I am fine. I can take care of myself.”

“Your ex is still on the loose, he will not stop until he has gotten his revenge. What makes you so sure he will stop now after we’ve already foiled his plans? He could hire people to do his dirty work. I’ve seen that he has the money to do it. We need to be ready for when he shows up.”

I could not argue with him as he stood up and walked to me.

“Work with me here,” he whispered. “He’s going to stay in a room and make sure nothing happens to you or the children.”

He kissed me before I could say anything.

“Fine,” was my reply. I looked at Manson who was built like an athletic bodybuilder. “Hello, my name is Zendaya,”

“It’s nice to meet you, miss. My name is Manson.”

His deep voice had my inside tingling. He sounded like he was from Russia. Now I was very scared.

“Fantastic. Also, can I have the children for the day?”

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Asher’s POV

“Sorry what? She asked me with raised brows. She didn’t want what had happened a few days ago to happen again but they were my children there was no way I would allow the children to fall into danger when I was around.

“I want the children.”

“Why?”

I knew she had not let them out of her sight since the day of the kidnap incident and she had even pulled them out of school.

“You need to relax, zen, I am not going to kidnap the kids. They are mine. Also, I have my own security so there is nothing to worry about. Is that okay for you?”

She didn’t seem to budge which had me pulling my trump card.

I put my hand into my pocket getting out a ticket to a luxurious spa. I saw her eyes shoot open as she was convinced that I was bribing her.

“Just take a day off and let me have them,” I smiled.

“Make sure they are safe okay?” She said as I nodded.

“Yes ma’am. You should have a great day at the spa.”

“I will.”

She agreed as the children were excited to spend their day with me.