Seven.7.
"Courtney, you won't believe it. I saw the Vegas stranger… I saw the stranger at the office today, he came….and he's Lucas Vanowen….. Lucas Vanowen the CEO of the Vanowen group of companies. I told you about him, right? I'm just so shocked and disheveled and……." I spoke in haste, saying everything my brain popped up. I was down in perplexity, I was nervous. I can't think straight, my head was banging seriously. "Krys! Krys! Take it easy. I can barely hear a word from you, calm down okay?....... Breathe in and then breathe out," she commanded and I did. "Here. Have some coffee. Drink it." She offered me a glass of wine to cool off and calm down. It wasn't working but I pulled still. "So tell me bit by bit, what happened?" She asked."Courtney, I saw the Vegas stranger earlier," I said sulkily. "The stranger... Errm…. The one who took advantage of you?" She asked and I nodded. "He's the one and he's Lucas, I saw him right with my own eyes…." "And who is Lucas? You never told me about any Lucas, I don't know anyone that goes by that name here." "He's Lucas Vanowen, CEO of the Vanowen group of companies. "Lucas Vanowen? The only man I know that goes by that name stays in Veg….. Hold on a second." she suddenly paused and gasped loudly. "…. Ahh! Lucas Vanoweeeeeen?" She screamed, stressing out the last name like jelly. "Are you sure he's the one? Because that night you were drunk and devastated like you said. How could you be so sure?" She asked, trying not to believe what I said. "Courtney I'm certain, it's him. He was dressed in the same outfit, with the mask on just as that night. The same eyes, blonde hair. How could it not be him?" I fluttered, losing patience "Erm…..Krystal, people do look alike. The stranger might just be Lucas' doppelganger." She suggested. "Courtney it's him, he's got no doppelganger. It's Lucas I saw. He even asked me out on a date tomorrow. If he doesn't know, he wouldn't ask for the date." I persisted, trying to win her side. "Oh wow!!" She exclaimed silently, alias shockingly. We both kept mute for a while, staring at each other, taking in the shock of Lucas being the stranger as it came. I broke the silence eventually like I always do. I'd inform her about the obvious pregnancy signs I've been exhibiting but as crazy as Courtney would be, she laughed and screamed gleefully. She'll never help when it comes to issues like this. She always finds pressing situations funny. "Wow! My instinct was right, someone's going to be a mother soon." She giggled, fanatically. "Courtney, it's not funny okay? Mom isn't aware yet and it doesn't belong to Chris." I said and her excitement faded. "Who would it belong to, if not Chris? I mean he was your boyfriend and fiancé right?…." She was saying but stopped when she saw my frown. "Oh!...sorry…. I forgot." She apologized. "But you had sex with Chris, didn't you? You told me that yourself." She asked again curiously. "Of course, we did have sex but we used protection, and then a few nights later, I ……" I stopped dead when she suddenly gasped. She's gotten the point. She'd mapped it out. "Ahhh….. No Krystal, could it be what I'm thinking? You are pregnant by a stranger… I mean for Lucas Vanowen? Wow! That's a good thing, Krystal!" She giggled again, clapping her hands, leaving me confused. "No Courtney, that's not a good thing for me, and with Mom it's suicide. Being pregnant for a man you don't know is not a good thing Courtney." "Of course not, you know Lucas don't ya? Okay, look here Krystal, when your mom finds out you're pregnant for another man, she'll be forced to call off the deal. No one would want to get married to a woman who's carrying another man's baby right? This came at the right time, let's use it to our benefit." She said wisely. Smart ass. I scoffed. How I wished her plans were going to work. Well, she's partially right and wrong though. If I should tell Mom about this pregnancy, two things are bound to happen. First, it's either mom have me abort the pregnancy and proceed with the marriage or she'll indulge the Sullivans into believing that the baby is for Chris and then marry me off. There is nothing mom won't do, so long as the marriage holds. I'm dead meat already. I don't even know when the tears dropped out of my eyes."Oh no! Courtney I'm finished, I don't know what to do." I cried like a baby. "Hey hey! We promised no more tears, so don't do that now okay…. Come here." She calmed me, wiping off my tears. "This is what we are going to do. For a start, I think you should honor Lucas' date tomorrow. Confront him and tell him about the pregnancy, don't feel ashamed. Only with his replies and actions, we can move to the next plan." She cuddled me. I nodded and wiped off my tears with my palms. What can I ever do without Courtney? She's just the best thing that I've ever gotten aside from Daddy. Thinking about telling Lucas about the pregnancy makes me feel awkward. How I'm going to face him and tell him that I am pregnant without looking like a harlot? But telling him right now is the only way and answer to decide my fate. I have barely two months to get married to Chris. I just hope Lucas responds in a positive. "You should also let your mom know about it. What do you think?" Courtney asked. "Courtney, it would be drastic. I can't tell her just yet. Let's wait for Lucas's reply." Anticipating the date, I couldn't help but grow anxious about Lucas and how to approach him with the topic. 'Lucas, I'm pregnant and you are responsible for it. Are you gonna accept the baby or not?'Eight.8. I deleted the message immediately. Telling it through a text isn't right, I'll tell him to his face. The restaurant he chose was a classic one, meant for people like him. The night too was beautiful. I was putting on a long red gown with heels I managed to walk on. Courtney says red is seductive, captivating, and attractive. The dress had a wide opening at the back and a long slit that exposed my thighs. The neckline was cut so low that my boobs were almost popping out. All thanks to Courtney, I'm now looking like a first-class prostitute just because I have a date with Lucas. Lucas Vanowen. I hate the dress, I wouldn't lie. I wasn't comfortable in it but it's the only good-looking one compared to the others she selected. Courtney went to a shopping cart to get those slutty dresses. Bitch. I would have worn what I had but the crazy girl forced me into this tight bitchy dress, meant for harlots. As a se
Nine.9. Proposing marriage to Krystal was never my plan, never my intention. I didn't plan for it. I didn't propose the idea to her because she was pregnant or because I lusted after her. It was Nick's idea that I propose to her a fake marriage, to keep Mom off my neck. This plan was cooked up two months after the sex night. I had explained everything to Nick and the nigga suggested that I find her. To him, she was the perfect girl for the plan, a perfect girl that mom would love. I wondered why he said so, not like she was the first pretty lady I've ever fucked. But presumably, she was the first lady to make me go crazy with desires and lust. I could get an erection by merely looking at her. She's the first woman I had fucked and slept off with ease afterward. I've never done that before and I pray and wish for the next time it'll happen again. Anyways, the truce between us might lead to sex. Who knows? I shrugged
Ten.10. Too bad! Mom is at home and I can't escape now. "Good evening Mom." I greeted but she snubbed me, gently sipping her brandy and scrolling through her phone. "Good evening ma." I greeted again loudly this time but was still ignored. Wonderful!I couldn't care less. I walked towards the staircase, pretending like I was not bothered but deep down I was. My mom's changing. I hadn't gone halfway down the stairs when she spoke up, halting me to a stop. "Krystal!" She called gently. I moved closer to her, to hear what she had to say about the Sullivans. She patted a space beside her for me to sit on but I ignored her. "Krystal darling." She called again and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. She wants my approval for something because she only calls me sweet names when she needs something. "You know the wedding is fast approaching and we have less than two months to prepare. And you also know what? The Sullivans are planning an engagement p
Eleven.11.From the moment at the court, I felt plans were changing. I could feel that this thing between Krystal and I might not end as planned. She looked distressed and it was obvious. The conditions of her arranged marriage have made her agree to an unwanted marriage. It's never my intention to take away the child from her, I wouldn't want my child to grow up without a mother either but the situation at hand makes me want to take away my baby from her. Krystal is devastated, everything happening around her now could leave her mentally and emotionally unstable. I wouldn't want my child to grow up closer to such an attitude. Moreover, the mom wouldn't let the child go. I'm not heartless but I can say that Krystal is unstable. From the very moment I saw her in that pub, I knew she wasn't in her right state of mind. She's deranged, she's confused. I saw it. The downcast look of perplexion in her eyes earlier today.I want Krystal, no doubt. I want to fuck her tig
Twelve.12. My heartbeat raced at triple speed, in anticipation of what Mom's reaction would be when she heard of it. I am very sure Lucas can hear my heart thumping. I had asked Lucas to stop because I had suddenly developed cold feet, dying in apprehension of what Mom would do. The thumping of my heartbeat increased in speed and volume as we got closer to home. My heart jiggled beneath my chest walls. Lucas stared at me occasionally, definitely worried about my sudden downcast. I managed to give a little smile with my very unstable mind. "Good evening ma'am." Lucas and I greeted Mom. She was taken aback by the sight of Lucas but she quickly composed. "Evening. How are you doing?" She stared at Lucas but the question was directed to me. I swallowed nothing before speaking up."Mom, this is Lucas Vanowen. The CEO of the Vanowen group of companies and Lucas is my mom." I introduced. I sighed. "Lucas...? Sounds familiar," she said, squirting her brows.
Thirteen.13.The graceful Saturday Morning came with so much nervousness, curiousness, and the urge to search for hidden answers. I had a feeling something imminent was about to happen. I tiptoed towards Mom's room. Silently, I opened the door and fortunately, she wasn't in. I tiptoed further into the room. I searched the bathroom and closet but she wasn't there. Guess she went out earlier. Cool! My search won't be interrupted. I locked the door to avoid being caught by Mom. Now it's time for 'operation search mom's room' by Detective Krystal. I adjusted my imaginary tie, giving my best smile in front of the mirror. Okay! Back to work now.I rummaged through her drawers, closest but didn't find anything. Hmm! I have practically spent two hours searching for answers. I searched under the bed and luckily, I found an envelope with an official stamp. Very familiar. It looks like a stamp from the white assembly. Hmm! What cou
Fourteen.14." You have to sit and calm your nerves down at least with a glass of wine," I said to a weary Krystal who had been jigging around the room for about 10 minutes now. She had rushed down to my place, like a lion pursuing its prey. She looks wounded and battered for something. "Krystal you have to calm down," I said for the umpteenth time that afternoon. "See Courtney you don't understand." She yelled."Yes of course I don't," I yelled back. "How do you expect me to understand when you've said nothing since you got here?" I said in a calm tone. She sat down looking disheveled."Krystal you have to stop thinking, you are carrying a child and it's not advisable to stress your health," I warned. "Courtney, I know. I know all that but what has been happening lately, is enough to stress me. Enough to drain me." She said wearily and fearfully. "What has been happening? Aside from the pregnancy with Lucas and your mom's persistence in the marriage between you
LucasI waited patiently for Krystal, don't know why one would call for a meeting in a hotel room. When I say Krystal is mentally deranged, I wasn't lying. But anyway I came. I came to the hotel room at exactly 6:00 pm, waiting for her. I've called and texted but no replies. "Ahh! Krystal you're wasting my fucking time." Mumbled, fluttering to and fro around the room but was interrupted by the sound of the door. I looked up and was shocked by what I saw.Krystal? In lingeries? Did she wear this from home? I swallowed nothing. Her voluptuous curves made my dick twitch. The idiot can't hold it back. It stood erect like a soldier. I was lost and lustfully carried away. Krystal cat -walked towards me, slowly taking off the long jacket she had used to cover. I stared at her from head to toe, breasts to hips, and all that. My brain stopped working. Krystal is fucking sexy, freaking sexy to my taste.I blinked my eyes to take in more view but noticed she was alr