Miranda’s P.O.VYou know, as someone who had been a fan of romance novels and films alike in my teenage years, I always found it very astounding when a female lead would unexpectedly wind up pregnant with the child of the hot and charismatic male lead, in fact, it was a popular trope for me. But now that the exact same scenario was happening in my life, all I could feel was complete numbness.Me…pregnant? I am pregnant, with Davien’s kid?I hadn’t thought about it much when I’d skipped my period some days ago, call it an oversight on my part but I thought the monthly bleeding was bound to show up any minute now. When the doctor smiled at me broadly, I just sat there like a mindless drone waiting for some shockwave to bring me to life. I’d hoped that I had some stomach flu, but this is a lot more serious than I’d anticipated. Was I really pregnant?“I can tell from your reaction that this is very shocking and most probably your first child. But I can assure you the tests are very concl
Miranda’s P.O.VAs Michael forced me along the side path we were walking on, I made a mental note to not panic because that wouldn’t be good for me or the baby. Plus, that’s what he wanted, for me to be scared and whimper in his presence but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. I’d already made a fool of myself in his presence multiple times, I wouldn’t be doing that again. “This is a little over the top, don’t you think?” I said in a snide tone, and I earned a scowl from him. “I knew you were desperate, but this is really low. I just don’t understand why you can’t get over me even after all those horrible things you said and did to me. If you loved me, then you’d have never done that shit,” I sniffed, and he pressed the gun harder into my back.For a moment, he pulled me into a conveniently placed alley along the way and had me pressed against the wall. “I was very blind back then, and I thought I didn’t love you. It only took losing you for me to realise that you are the lo
Davien’s P.O.VOf all the news I’ ever received in my life, besides just hearing that the love of my life went missing a short few hours ago, this is by far the most numbing of all. I was so dazed by the doctor’s words that I dropped my phone and stood there in paralysis.All colours must have drained from my face because the bodyguards rushed to me to check if I wasn’t having an aneurysm or something of the sort. Mathias picked up my phone and ended the call, before placing it on the huge mahogany work desk. “Sir, are you okay? Would you like me to call an ambulance?” he asked warily but his words fell upon deaf ears.My whole world had literally tilted on its axis. On the one hand, I felt this inexplicable elation at the thought of having a child with Miranda but then the harsh reality was that she was currently still at large, which only made the situation more dire. The door to my office burst open and my mother strolled in, eyes bright and lips red as always, dressed in an elega
Third Person’s P.O.VSome hours later, Miranda was tied up on a chair in some abandoned warehouse looking place, blindfolded. As soon as they landed, she had had her vision obscured, for some reason. It’s not like she would know where they were anyways or have anyway of contacting anyone about her location. Whilst everything that was happening threatened to make her have a freak panic attack, she relied on breathing patterns. It had already been a couple of hours and the atmosphere was becoming too tense for her to breathe. Now that she thought about it, the food she’d consumed on the aeroplane was quite horrendous. Yet again, what did she expect from a plane chattered by Michael, some gold-digging cheap skate? It had given her indigestion, probably because her baby had rejected it too.Her baby… She’d been thinking about the child nonstop. Miranda had never quite thought about motherhood before but after this morning, it was all she could think about. With Michael, he had made it cl
8 Months LaterMiranda’s P.O.V“I’m so jealous of Davien right now. I know Angela would never do any of this for me,” Jeremy huffed as he put up the last of the decoration in the dining room.Angela stuck her tongue out at him before making her towards the table, putting the utensils into place. “Firstly, you’re an ingrate so no matter how much I do for you, you always find a way to under appreciate it and me in the process. I’ve given up on trying to surprise you after that whole lingerie incident,” she pointed out with a scowl.My eyebrows rose in intrigue. “Lingerie? You never told me about that. Please do tell me what happened,” I beamed, bringing over a bouquet of orchids to be the centre piece.“Well, for our one month anniversary, I might have made a trip to a store and bought us a matching set of lingerie. Jeremy here wasn’t at all pleased about it,” she huffed with an eye roll.Jeremy gave her a flat look. “Are you kidding me? Your set was sexy as hell but mine? That was a fr
Miranda’s P.O.V“At least smile. You look like you don’t want to be here,” Michael whispered softly in my ear as he continued to caress my waist with his larger hands.There was absolutely no energy left in me for that. I’d already spent most of it pretending to be happy by his side all evening long, and it had taken its toll on me. I was utterly exhausted from all the feigned grinning and laughter; my stomach was basically hollow due to me not having eaten much due to my ever-growing bundle of nerves and my feet were definitely swollen from all the walking around we had done and the dancing.Plus, the fact that Michael couldn’t dance for his life and kept on stomping on my toes.One of his feet clad in his custom-made Prada dress shoes landed on my mine, which were unfortunately covered by open toed Tom Fords and I jumped back with a hiss. My hands fell from where they had been around his neck and balled into fists. I bit my lip to stop the tears from gushing out of my eye sockets; so
Miranda’s P.O.V“The injury wasn’t as bad as it looked; she simply dislocated her mandible, or lower jaw, from the temporomandibular joint. You rushed her over just in time for manual reduction to put it back into place. I placed some elastic bands to prevent her from moving her jaw too much. As for medication, I wrote a prescription for NSAIDs to help relieve the pain and some muscle relaxers. Over exertion of the jaw, as in yawning, should be avoided and try to eat soft foods. Apply ice to the area occasionally,” the doctor droned in a professional tone, clip board in hand.I felt like shit to say the least.It was early morning the next day after Michael had brought me to the hospital. I had blacked out as soon as we got here and woke up with a bandage around by jaw and head, plus an excruciating pain on the lower part of my mouth. The worst part about this is I couldn’t talk too much or yell at Michael after he had so blatantly humiliated me last night.He sat by my bed, having dis
Miranda’s P.O.VAs soon as we got home, Michael rushed upstairs to our bedroom and left me with the jovial task of carrying his mother’s bags and showing her to one of the guestrooms, which was ridiculous since I was in no position to be lugging such heavy things. It seemed she had packed her entire closet, given she had brought more than five suitcases!After pushing the last one through the door, I released a gasp and wiped away the stream of sweat that had formed on my brow. “Aw, sweety, you didn’t have to carry those. You should have let the butler do it,” she laughed in a derisive way. I rolled my eyes. “Oh, I forgot that you don’t have any help around here. Such a pity, you should look into that.”I’m not a money spending machine like you, Roxanne! I pressed my lips in displeasure as I pivoted and made my way towards my room. Upon entering, I found Michael hurriedly slipping on a fresh linen purple shirt. I would have drooled at his chiselled form and unbelievable abs, but nowada