LOVING THE REJECTED BILLIONAIRE

I open my eyes in an exotic room with an awful aura. I dart my eyes around it. Mmh, no wonder I feel like throwing up. I despise hospitals. From the sight of them to the aura, they irritate my intestines, just like it’s doing now. I feel terrible.

What the fuck happened? The last thing I recall was the sight of everything before me back in the mansion going blurry until my vision became dark, and my legs failing on their purpose to support me. I fell unconscious. Huh! It’s because of that bitch assassin! She freaks me out! Today was the height of it though. I confirmed her real identity. The dreadful things she told me might have taken a real toll on me. Come on, myself! We can’t fight this battle like this.

I haul my lazy ass and sit on the bed, my back resting on the backrest of the bed. I check the time on my wristwatch. It will clock eleven in the morning in ten minutes. I’ve been unconscious for how long? Two hours or so. Good grief!

I roll myself to my acting-weak self and fold my legs to my chest. I was planning on recapping what Maria said earlier because honestly, I need that bitch out of our lives like this minute. But the lean figure of a male doctor catches my attention. He closes the door and walks to me with a bright smile on his face. He has looks. Good looks, and his rich sweet scent of passion at least dominated that of this room, making it a bit bearable for me.

“Hello!” He greets me, the smile not leaving his face, making me smile back as I warmly respond to his greetings.

“I’m fine, doctor.” I assert, and then the smile I had on fades right away, earning me a raised eyebrow, his smile almost disappearing too. “What is wrong with me?” I mumble, and that puts him at ease. He drops his eyebrow, wearing the smile again.

Should I be relieved too?

“Everything is fine. Nothing to worry about.” He responds.

Huh?

“That has never happened to me before, doc, and you are telling me everything is fine?” I implore, fear creeping into me.

I should be relieved by his words but this is unusual. I’m getting a bit worried instead of relieved.

“Let’s wait for your husband so that I can give you the good news together?

News? That got me super curious, and the fact that he seems all calm and smiley isn’t doing me any good.

“Where is Andy?” I ask.

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A few seconds pass, but the curiosity to know what kind of news this doctor has is about to kill me. Do I have a serious ailment? And Andy, why the heck is he taking forever? You know what?

“Doc? Just tell me what it is. I will be the one to share the news with my husband.” I mutter.

Husband, huh? Well, he should have been by now if only life didn’t fuck with us.

“Are you sure?” The doctor asks. I admired his smile a while ago but now, it’s beginning to irritate my ass.

“Yes. What do I have? Is it serious, or…”

“You don’t have any ailments, madam.” He stops me before I become go berserk.

No ailment? He should have spat that a long time ago to spare me all this fear. That’s good news, I get it. But is that what he wanted to say to both me and Andy? Jeez! He got me so curiously anxious just for this? Such a freaking…

“Congratulations! You are pregnant!”

Blink! Blink!

Ahem! Ahem!

Did I hear something? No, wait. Was that meant for me?

I glare at his bright face again. He sure has a special gift of smiling. However, I don’t think this smile is convincing me at all. I search for my voice from the bottom part of my throat, dragging it lazily to my mouth.

“What… d… id… you say?” I say in a mixture of different tones.

“You are expecting a baby, Mrs Ashton!”

“A baby. I am…” I murmur to myself, unable to even finish the sentence due to a thousand emotions flooding in me like a savage overflowing river.

I move my hands to my belly, massaging it gently, wishing I could confirm this wonderful news with my own hands. I am pregnant? I am carrying Andy’s child. Our child. The first fruit of my womb. The first fruit of our love.

“It’s way too early to feel it. We need to do a test to know how old the pregnancy is.” He explains, At the same time the door knob twists.

Andy!

“Not a word about this to my husband or anyone, doc!” I mumble as Andy’s tall demeanour strides in, while Mr all – smiles’ face turn dull.

“What?” He asks with confusion.

“Babe?” Andy calls, strolling to me with Angel in his arms.

I jerk myself and touch the floor with my feet as the little girl runs into my arms, embracing me in a tight bear hug.

My cute little angel. My firstborn. I wonder what her bubbly doll face will look like when she learns that she will have a sibling. A playmate.

“How are you, mommy?” She queries when we pull away, standing between my legs.

“I am fine, princess. Don’t worry, okay?” I assure her, tucking her hair behind her ears.

“Are you sure, Mommy?”

I kiss her forehead, cupping her face.

“Pretty sure, baby. Nothing is wrong with mommy, okay.”She nods her head, giving me a small smile.

“Princess? Come.” Andy calls her, and she walks to him. “Could you give mommy and I a few minutes?” He says, holding her by the shoulders and crouching to match her height.

“Sure, daddy.”

“Alright. Go with uncle George.”

He says, and the girl walks to the doctor whose name I have just learnt is George.

“Let’s go, uncle.” She says as George holds her tiny hand into his, smiling broadly at her. Well, he has been smiling 99%of the time he was in this room.

“Sure. Why haven’t you come to visit me in such a long time, huh, Angel?” He asks her as they get to the door and stride out. They seem like they are kinda familiar with each other.

Andy walks to me when they walk out, sitting on one leg on the bed beside me and eying me with concern.

“What did the doctor say?” He asks, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, feeding me his rich scent.

He was all ready for work when that mishap occurred, and the vibrant scent of the black sapil cologne is still so richly fresh.

I don’t want to add to the list of his worries. The issue with Maria is already pressing. I know he will be overjoyed with this news. I so badly want to see his face when he learns of this baby. But I also know how defensive and insensitive he can get. He will not allow me to do anything in this whole Maria mess if he knows I am pregnant. He will be overly worried about our safety. I am sorry, Andy. But I will have to keep the news of our baby a secret for now. Forgive me.

“Babe?” He snarls at me, holding my chin between his thumb and index finger. We lock eyes for a minute, then I withdraw from his. “Hon? What’s up? First, you zone out right in front of my face, and now you are avoiding my eyes?” He implores, forcing me to stare back at him which I do.

Well, that is because I don’t want my eyes to betray me, Andy. I know I am a terrible liar. I can’t risk my eyes confirming my cheap lies.

“That is because you’ve turned me into a horny, dirty, little, babe. Every time we are this close I think of nothing but kissing these sugar lips of yours.” I seductively lie, pecking him softly on the lips.

“Well, I know that I am irresistible to you. I also know that we can steal a minute or two here and quench your thirst. But, can you first tell me what the doctor said? You scared the fuck out of me, love.”Love and fuck in the same sentence? Temptation!

“I was just stressed out. I think this issue is driving me insane. But don’t worry. Nothing to worry about.”He stares at me for a while, me trying to keep a serious face to appear as highly convincing as I can, and him challenging me.

“Are you sure it’s just stress? There is nothing else? Nothing at all?””Nothing, Andy.” I stress on my lie, one hand dropping to his thigh while the other travels to his jaw. Darn!

He nods his head albeit with some doubts. I can see through his eyes that he isn’t entirely assured, but at least he didn’t say I am lying.

I hope he will not kill me for concealing the news of his baby from him. I hope he will understand why I had to do this. It’s for everybody’s sake.

“Do you still want to kiss me?”

“Can I?” I beg, arching my chest to his, brushing my boobs to it.

He is taken aback, but he groans a yes that I don’t wait for him to finish. I capture his sugar lips, venting all my longings and emotions on them until we get lost in a savagely kiss.

I grab his tie, pulling him more to me. My hormones must be at it. I need him so badly, but he pulls away, earning a disappointed moan from me.

“We can’t do it here.” He releases a soft roar, locking his dark beastly eyes with my innocently lusted ones.

“Then where, Andy?” I run my lips over his wet ones as I speak, drinking in his breath. I know he wants this too. I move my hand between his legs, and he trembles.

“Ania? Don’t..” He warns.

“Where, Andy? I want to fuck you so badly.”

“Is that what you want?” He implores, his voice devilishly husky. It explains the state of his throbbing cock.

“Yes, baby. I want you to fuck me right now.””Then a good fuck is what I will give you.”

“Where, baby? I am so horny and ready for you.” I implore, my body jerking with ecstasy.

“Right, here.”