“You have a daughter, mr Castillo” those words have rang in my head relentlessly over the last 4 months. They’ve stuck and never left ever since my lawyer sat me down and told me the news that would crush my entire life. I, Levi Castillo, the most ruthless businessman in the country, the man who refuses to be tied down to anything but work…has a daughter. And not just any daughter, a fucking teenager.
Turns out a “fling” I had 16 years ago when I was beginning to build my company, had fallen pregnant right before we broke it off. Apparently she didn’t think the company would be as big as it was so she kept the pregnancy a secret from me in hopes of keeping the child and finding a “richer” man…well fuck her she must be mad looking at me now.
After hearing of my news from my lawyer I immediately sent my solicitor out to the uk to represent me in court to fight for some form of visitation for my kid. I obviously won. And now I’m waiting for my daughter to arrive in the states so I can meet the girl I missed raising for near 16 years…