PROLOGUE
Pregnancy was a joyous thing they say. A thing to be happy about. But why was I having mixed feelings towards this bun in my oven?
I always expected to get pregnant yes, but that was not in my plan when I had slept with him. It was supposed to be a one night stand. It hasn't been in my plans to have a baby.
How was he going to feel about this baby? Would he accept the baby? Would I—would we raise the baby together? What was to be expected of me? But still, I didn't regret sleeping with him. What I regretted doing was getting to carried away and forgetting to use the protection.
But then the way he had rubbed, licked, sucked...., no Emily, You shouldn't be thinking of things like that.
First, I had to get something in my stomach. I stood up, my handbag in my hand as I vacated the shelter of the warm cafe. Whatever was going to happen, I was keeping the baby—my baby.
The breeze blew in an alignment into the room as I prepared the outfit I was planning to wear out tonight. Today had been the end of school, my graduation from college and taking a big step into my life. There was no better way to celebrate than to go to a club. Not just any club but the most popular club in the whole of New York.
I had moved to New York few years back, leaving my family in another country—miles away to study and help my parents and assist them. I was now a step closer to assisting them. I just had to get myself a perfect job and relieve them of a little stress.
"Emma, don't tell me you aren't dressed yet?" Lily, my best friend of two years walked into my small apartment with irritation. She was dressed in a short tight purple dress with black stilettos to complete her look. Her hair was packed in a messy bun on her head as her bright earrings dangled on her ears.
She had put on a light make up and the lipstick she had gone for this night was a red one. I looked at her, staring confusedly as I tried to gauge why she would be ready to attend the club at 6pm in the evening.
"Lily, I get that you don't like being late but this is just too early for my sake." I rolled my eyes at her, leaving her irritated face and walking into the living room.
I placed myself on my small red couch with throw pillows scattered around it when Lily walked in,
"Bitch, I'm aware it's early but we aren't going to the club first. I told dad of our outing and he suggested we go out for dinner before clubbing." She rubbed her nape as she spoke to me, slowing down her words like she was explaining to a six year old.
I looked up at her, this time it was my turn to get irritated, "Then you should have called me before coming here. Where do I want to start from? I'm still on my Pjs, with a messy hair and fuck, sometimes I could just strangle you." I pushed my hands on my head, massaging my brunette hair, rubbing my scalp along.
"I'm so sorry, I forgot. Daddy was hell bent on sending me here sooner. He wanted to be sure I came along with Tony. Tony had been working for the Taylor family since Lily had been little.
Lily's father was a well known billionaire in New York. He was involved in men underwear's manufacturing and suffice to say his business was booming well. If it hadn't been for the connection Lily had, we wouldn't have been able to make it to the club, BLING.
"Alright I've heard you. You just have to help me with my make up, that's the least you could do.
"I've got you girl." Lily said as she immediately dragged me by my hands, leading me to my room and getting right on to work.
It had taken us forty five minutes max for the makeup and the dressing. I stood in front of the mirror as I examined my outfit. I was in a purple gown, similar to that of Lily's only mine was armless. I had paired it with a black stiletto . Lily had also gone simple with my makeup, making it light as she had focused more on my eye lashes which had made my light brown eyes pop out.
"Look who's looking smoking hot." Lily gushed from beside me, using her hands to signal me to turn around. I did as I was told as I made several silly poses.
"Let's go girl, I've called Tony to bring the car up front." She called out to me as she grabbed her silver clutch and I also grabbed my black one.
"Time to party!" I yelled as I locked the door, securing my keys right under the flower pot as I walked after a half twerking Lily screaming her heads off.
BLING stood high and mighty as we walked into it after showing our VIP passes at the bodyguard standing in front of the VIPS stand. I alongside Lily walked hand in hand, slightly tipsy as we entered into the powerful club.
Immediately, we were engulfed by loud music and loud cheering as the stage was half way cleared, making way for the two couple that were in the center of the stage, creating entertainment for themselves and the crowd.
"What are you doing Emma? We are going up to the VIPs." Lily yelled, using her fingers to signal to the ceiling, indicating we were going up.
"Alright," I yelled back as we continued our journey up.
Unlike the regular bar down, the VIP was quieter than the noisy one we had left downstairs. Different men in suits sat on black leather cushions as women entertained them. Laughters of men could be heard from a part and I resisted the urge to cower back and shrink.
This was what always happened with me, I wasn't comfortable in Lily's world but I hadn't ever breathed an air and told her that. It would make her feel so horrible and she might start to think the fault was from her.
"We'll have some tequila please," Lily's sweet voice announced to the bar man busy cleaning a cup when we arrived at the bar.
"Coming right up." His deep voice resonated as he got to work, preparing our drinks for us. A cup turned to two, three, till I lost count of and just continued to gurgle all down.
"Let's go dance!" Lily yelled as we went to downstairs to the dance floor, grinding on each other. We were together till we got separated by a hard body.
I looked up to the tall frame of a guy, he was in a dark tight jeans with a black tight black shirt, muscles straining and budging to come out of the shirt.
"Sure," I said as I moved close to him, grinding him. His hands went on my waist as he puked me closer to him, his hard on rubbing my ass straight. I bent as I rubbed my ass on him, twerking the more on him. He let out a slight "fuck."
His hands began creeping up my body and I realized it was time to put a stop and also, I had to use the bathroom.
"Dance is over, I've gotta use the bathroom." I removed his hands grasping tightly unto my waist.
"Aw common, you silly bitch." He grumbled as he walked past me, immediately finding another dance partner and winking at me. I gave him the middle finger as I found my way further into the bar, stumbling around, looking for the bathroom.
I hadn't realized how drunk I was as until I stumbled and almost fell flat on my face on the stairs. I had been rescued and put back on my feet successfully by something, or rather someone.
"Hey, careful there." A deep voice spoke through and I raised my head up to register the face. It was blurry, I couldn't see well except the trimmed beards and deep blue eyes or was it green?
Everything became blurry, everywhere faded as I landed back against the floor, this tome, banging myself on the hard floor.
I muttered a low wince as darkness consumed me with the voice of someone cursing, "Oh shit."
Sticky. Everywhere felt sticky. I moved about, sticking my face into the soft cotton of the bed. It smelled really nice and I inhaled voluntarily as a delicious tingle spread within me like a blanket. The low moan that escaped me couldn't be helped and I continued to move about the bed."I guess you are awake." A deep vice resonated my sweet sleep and I rose, frantically. It was still dark, from the looks of outside, it seemed like it should be around 5am?I remembered this man, of course I did! I wasn't the type to forget everything that happened while drunk. Sadly. I could pass for that right now."Sorry, you are?" My voice was a mutter, coming out rough."The man who saved your drunk ass." He closed the portfolio he had been reading and threw it without care on the desk. That was when my brain finally decided to wake and I gazed around the surroundings. We were in an office. Inside the office was big and cold, a black wooden desk shared an empty common area with the plush looking
"If we are going to get to it, you would have to take a deep breathe and relax. You have to trust me on this, Emma." Gideon's voice boomed huskily in the heated room and I shivered involuntarily. He grabbed me by my waist, moved me across the room and pushed me gently on the couch. His hands came to rest on my nape, caressing me and putting on switches in me. "Take a deep breathe in love, take another out." He commanded, his eyes running a lazy but sexy gaze around my face. I heeded to his command, taking full breathe in and out, and involuntarily causing a raise of my straining breast to clash against his chest. "Yeah, that's it baby girl. Breathe in and out, feel the rhythm, relax. I'm going to take good care of you." With each and every word, he moved closer to me, his breathe fanning my ears with each word coming out of his mouth. And then Gideon did something unexpected and thrilling. He blew air coming directly from his mouth into my ear and unto my neck. Goosebumps like ne
My thoughts were scattered and haywire as I zipped my dress up. My back was twisted and arms turned diagonally to reach the zip point. That, that had been the best orgasm I had, had in my whole entire life and I couldn't help but look forward to tonight. I walked shamelessly past the elevator leading to the entrance of the bar, my hands raised to set up a cab. A long shadow leaned in right in front of me, blocking the early morning sun which was previously reflecting through my eyes. I raised my eyebrow. "I was instructed to get you to wherever you are going ma'm." A deep voice resonated and I blinked twice at the face of the man. His eyes were covered by deep back sun shades, wearing a luxurious suit"I'm sorry, but I don't think I ordered an...." my speech was cut off my the man, "yes ma'am. I know. Big boss ordered me to do so." "Big boss? I don't think I know anyone called that." I spoke, doing a quick survey through my memory."Uhm, the owner of this club, Mr Gideon." I could
Everything was prepared already. I had bathed myself with women perfume, shaved every nook and crannies there was to clear. It's not like he hasn't seen it but still. After making sure the coast was clear, I put myself in a short white gown, accompanying it with light blue earrings. If he wasn't to mind, we could grab some dinner. Panic settled in me, washing and rushing past my mind like a glow of river. What if he refused to come? What if he decided I wasn't worth his time and decided to pass? I mean, he was Gideon. What if breeze blew away the address from the table and he couldn't find it? Something told me though, he would have still been able to track me down. And so I waited, an hour passed, two hours passed. There wasn't a specific time and I thought that maybe I had dresses too early. I had been ready since 6:00pm. And so I went on and on, waiting for the time when he would finally arrive.Like an expected event, Gideon didn't show up at all. I got up from the living room c
"How do you want it? Do you want us to go straight ahead or you need a little time to cool off?" Gideon's deep voice reverberated throughout the entire room. Suddenly, I was nervous and I was beginning to feel sweat trickle into the inside of my palm. Maybe it was because I had canceled all plans of ever sleeping with him in my mind, whatever it was, was resulting to uncontrollable nerves. I pushed my fingers together to try to control my nerves a little. I felt my fingers shake a bit, and I cleared my throat. "I think it'd be better to cool off before diving into it. Except you have somewhere to go?" I asked more of stated.Gideon raised his hands to his chin, he was in a white suit and brown leather shoes. His lips were pinched together in thoughts and I was starting to have wild thoughts about them. Slowly but discreetly, I clutched my heating thighs together, briefly gazing out the window. The horizon of an incoming storm was shaped haphazardly on the sky. Tinges of pink and li
"I know what you want baby," as soon as he spoke, both his hands grabbed my breast separately. He mashed them into his hands and giving them a through massage. My head dropped on his neck, curse words flying out of my mouth at the same time. Slowly, he sat on the couch and I was now seating on his laps. His fingers grabbed both of my nipples at the same time, giving it a soft pinch and I arched on his laps, my hands came out to hold his hands as a result to too much sensations but I had no use for it as his hands were latching into my breast. And so, I placed my hands on his own, following his hands as they managed my breast. The sight alone could have led me to come. Desperate, Gideon turned me around and immediately latched onto my right breast while his fingers toyed painfully sweet with the other. He grabbed my boobs, mashing them together and rushing both nipples into his mouth at the same time. I had now turned into a moaning mess on his laps. "You like that don't you? The way
It had been two weeks. Two weeks since I had last seen Gideon. I had fallen into a normal routine without a memory of Gideon. Except he was still in my head. It was hard really, to forget a face like his, a skill like his. That morning, when he had dressed back into his suit. A silent agreement has been passed between the both of us. We had both agreed, it was going to be a one time thing. We were going to fall back into the life we had before knowing each other. He had placed a long sweet kiss on my mouth, mumbling incoherent words as he left the house and without a goodbye glance. It was the rule. The normal one night stand rule. Maybe I should have convinced him to be my friends with benefits? Would that have quenched the ever lasting hunger of him in me? Gideon followed my every touch. I got so familiar with his cologne immediately I smelt what the same type in the mall, i had jumped at it and picked it. Although it had caused a dent in my pocket. I smiled at the next customer
"Still watching out for Max?" I asked her whilst laughing. "Yes, he's become so much of a bother these days. He cried in front of me yesterday, only to go to the locker room, arrive back and begin to bark orders at me like I'm his slave. At the end of the day, when I'm going he thinks I don't usually see him but he would walk me till I get to my street junction before coming back. To be honest, he's just giving me different vibes. And I've told him countless of times," Livvie folds the napkin, sighed and leaned on the table. "I've told him times without number even, that i am not interested. Would never be interested. I'm not even interested in being with a man at the moment. Is it that hard for him to digest?" I could tell she was frustrated by the matter already. "Awww darling, don't worry. I'd try my best to talk to him and tell him to back off." I placed my hands on her shoulder in encouragement. "Thank you, I really hope that works. I guess it's time for me to vanish now. I'm