Natasha's eyes blazed with anger as she glared at Bella and the girls. "Who are you to Jr?" she spat, her voice venomous.
Bella stood tall, her arms wrapped protectively around the girls. "Jr is their father," she replied, her voice firm.
Natasha's face twisted in rage, and she took a step closer to Bianca, her hand raised as if to slap her. But Bella was quick to react, grabbing Natasha's wrist and holding it in a tight grip.
"If it were you, I wouldn't have done that," Bella said, her eyes flashing with anger. "You can do anything, but don't touch my girls."
Natasha struggled to free herself, but Bella's grip was like a vice. The air in the room was electric with tension, and the girls cowered in fear, their eyes fixed on Natasha's angry face.
Just then, the butler rushed into the room, his face pale with concern. "Mr. Hampton, there's a problem at home," he said, his voice urgent.
Jr's voice came from the other end of the line, calm and authoritative. "What is it?" he asked.
The butler explained the situation, and Jr's voice changed, becoming harder and more commanding. "I'll be right there," he said.
The butler hung up the phone and turned to Bella. "Mr. Jr is on his way," he said.
Bella nodded, still holding Natasha's wrist. The girls were trembling with fear, and Bella knew she had to protect them.
Natasha, meanwhile, was still ranting, her voice growing louder and more hysterical. "You and these kids need to leave," she shouted. "I'm going to be Mrs. Hampton Jr., and I won't have you and your illegitimate children ruining my life."
Bella felt a surge of anger, but she kept her cool, knowing that she had to protect the girls. She stood tall, her eyes flashing with defiance, as she waited for Jr to arrive and put an end to Natasha's tirade.
The air in the room was thick with tension, and the girls were crying, their small bodies shaking with fear. Bella held them close, trying to comfort them, as they waited for Jr to come and rescue them from Natasha's wrath.
As they waited, Bella couldn't help but wonder what Jr's relationship with Natasha was. Why had he never mentioned her before? And what did she mean by saying she was going to be Mrs. Hampton Jr.? Bella's mind was racing with questions, but she knew she had to stay focused on protecting the girls.
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed outside, and Jr burst into the room, his face dark with anger. "What's going on here?" he thundered, his eyes fixed on Natasha.
Natasha smiled, a triumphant smile, as she turned to Jr. "I've come to take my rightful place as your fiancée," she said, her voice dripping with malice.
Jr's face turned white with rage, and he took a step closer to Natasha. "You're not welcome here," he growled, his voice low and menacing.
The room was silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the occupants. Bella watched, her heart pounding in her chest, as Jr confronted Natasha, his eyes blazing with anger.