Triplets for the Billionaire novel (Oliver Gusto) novel Chapter 14

“The qualities. The mother of my child must not be proud and you’re full of that.”

“Look who’s preaching about pride? The most egoistic man I’ve ever known. Even the whole of Australia would testify to that.”

“There’s a difference between pride and confidence.”

“You’re speaking like I don’t know the difference.”

“There’s a level you get to in life that breeds a certain kind of confidence in you. It’s not pride.”

“You’re a proud person and there’s no explanation that you would give me that will make me change my mind.”

“Anything that makes you sleep at night.”

Andrea glared at him.

“She must be reasonably pretty, of good behavior, educated, kind and have a good heart. She must have good motherly skills, good health history, not be a popular person; a commoner preferably and must be a virgin.”

Before She could control herself, Andrea burst into laughter, mostly at his last statement.

“How Ironic!!! You’ve fucked the shit out of a lot of women and yet you want the mother of your child to be a virgin. You are a psycho.”

“Watch the way you talk to me, woman.”

“I like sex a lot and I’ve had it with a lot of women and never have I bedded anyone without their consent, including you and it’s not my fault that you all want me or you all will kill yourselves to fuck me.”

“Oh really?” She chuckled in disbelief.

“You might as well create your baby mama yourself since you’re now very picky.”

“That’s why I’m not a father yet and I will probably never be because I haven’t found the right person.”

“Or you are just naturally a psycho? I really hope your child takes after you. In all aspects.”

Oliver glared at Andrea.

“Oh please, you shouldn’t be mad about it.”

“You would also be a very dictative father and a very shitty one. I can feel it.”

“And that’s exactly why I don’t want to have one. I literally know nothing about kids and I’m not ready to learn.”

“Liar!!”

“Why do you say so?” He said, taking a closer step toward her. His dick poking her abdomen.

Andrea swallowed painfully. “Are you not feeling cold or something?”

“Why do you think I’m lying about everything I said?” He asked, ignoring her last statement, still poking his dick against her belly.

“Does this have to do with your Mom?”

“What if my answer is NO.”

“I would call you a Liar. Your Mom abandoned you for your dad who raised you along with nannies. No matter how mature you act, I know you still wished you were never deprived of some motherly love. I guess the stepmothers you had over the years didn’t do any good either. And that makes you detest the idea of having your own child. You tried to create a perfect picture in your head, attaching so many impossible conditions to it, keeping yourself away from ever having children.”

“So when you die, Where will all your fortune go? The states? The orphanage? Who will be there to organize your burial? By then it would be too late when you realized you’ve lived a meaningless life. I wonder why your Dad hasn't done the needful.”

“What needful?” He asked, gulping the rest of his wine.

“Forced you into some arranged marriage or pressured you to give him a grandchild.”

“Dad would never do that.”

“Why,”