Her savage genes

I went from crazy outfits, and hence I fixed my dress and tilted my head to look at the moron talking to me. He was wearing blue ripped jeans with a black muscle shirt with a black jacket on top.

His shoes were the killer and his swag was on point, especially with the black cap and sunglasses as if to hide himself

"Look here pretty boy... I'll break your face with just one punch" I threatened him with a folded fist, and he chuckled and grabbed my hand and pulled me forward

"You shouldn't act like a savage...you are carrying my brother's child and nephew...we don't want him to have your savage genes...now come victor is on the phone," he said as he took me by the hand and dragged me towards the entrance door. The hospital wasn't as busy as most public hospitals I went to. It turned out this was a private hospital where prestigious rich people came to.

I had seen the excellent service. The equipment was top-notch and the nurses, as well as the doctors, were professionals. We went throug