Forbidden: Falling For My Stepbrother

Natasha smiled within herself, as she kept gazing at the pregnancy test papers, her joy knew no bounds as she leaped in excitement. Her face was squished into a hearty smile, as she climbed the stairs of the mansion, her mind trailing away.

She squeezed the papers in her louis vuitton bag, she had just planned to tell her husband that she was two weeks pregnant!! 

She had been married to Alec for the past two months, she smiled to herself as she remembered how they were high school sweethearts, how she pursued him and finally made him hers, she rubbed her cheeks in contentment, her tall legs trampling down the steps.

Oh! she couldn't wait to break the happy news to her husband, she was damn happy, her marriage to Alec had been successful for the past two months but there was only one problem. 

Her Mother-in-law and sister-in-law didn't quite like her, they called numerous names and accused her of being a gold digger, Alec was a successful CEO but she was just an average girl from a low class family. 

But still, her love for him blossomed everyday. 

She smiled as she turned the doorknob of the house, the huge smile on her face remained there when she saw her husband, Alec, sitting comfortably on the armchair, swiping through his phone. 

Alec had a straight face as he did so and she smiled, that was what she loved about him, his captivating poker face, that was what drew and attracted her, though he was a cold and stoic CEO with no emotions or feelings, but she loved that, she loved him just the way he was, even though he was always cold to her, she still loved him.

He gazed up at her, his gray sliver-like eyes twinkling dangerously under the light, that was one thing about him, his eyes, it was alluring, dangerous, dark and even if she tried running away, those eyes pulled her back. It reminded her of her love for him, and his dark brown chestnut hair that was scattered amid his face.

"Dear, I am home and I have some good news," She dropped the bag on the chair and moved closer to embrace him, but she was stopped halfway, his firm hands pushing her aside gently.

"Honey, what's wrong?" She fluttered her eyelashes, why was he like that? Normally, he usually allowed her to hug him, but he never retreated nor had he ever returned her love.

"Let's get divorced." His heavy gaze lingered around her body. 

Her eyes bulged in horror, her whole body shaking aggressively. 

"What?!" Shock, confusion and more flashed through her immediately, her throat hooked, did she hear it right? divorce? Her husband, Alec wanted to divorce her?

"Yes, these are the divorce papers, hurry up and sign them," His hands reached for the other side of the tiny chest, before he pulled it out, and then he brought some fresh bundles of paper written in a tiny size, but the capital bold letters which read;

'Divorce Agreement.' Written in block letters, the letters shining red.

Her hands trembled slightly as she stared at the divorce papers in her hand, what in the heck was this? divorce papers? it seemed like her whole world was crumbling down in front of her. She felt dizzy as she managed to grasp the nearby object to support her stance.

"Why are you doing this to me, Alec?" Hot tears stung her lids as she stared at him demanding an answer from him, her blue eyes stared at his dark gray ones. 

"Haylee is pregnant with my child," His aura was chilly, his voice rang in her ear countless times. 

Haylee!

All these years, she had spent it loving this man, doing everything for him, he never liked her back, he never told her he loved her. All these while, she had been foolish enough.

When they were in high school, Haylee was from a high class family, and she also loved Alec so much that she doted on him. So that was why! That was why she was maltreated by his family. 

The tears streamed down her face but he didn't seem to care, not for once even glance up to look at her. 

She held her forehead in order not to pass out, she stared at her flat tummy, how could she be pregnant with his child? This man was cruel! He was a monster!! 

"So all those years in college, you two had something going on?" She asked, her voice trembling in anger, quivering a bit.

"She's more deemed to provide the next heir of the Harts." It finally dawned on her. She wasn't fit. She could never provide the heir. She was never fit.

Instantly, all the love she had for him turned into hate, all the love she had, turned to immense anger. 

She flipped the papers away in anger, "I hope you have a nice married life," She stumbled towards the door and pushed it open, what she thought she could do in her whole life, with her back facing him.

She ran away.

Far away from him.

And that was just the beginning of her life. 

****** 

Natasha swirled up from the bed all of a sudden, layers of sweat lingering around her forehead. 

She tried to calm herself down, by taking some deep breaths, it was just one of the nightmares again, damn.

It's been five years now since she got divorced from him, she pretended as if she was dead, she faked that she had a hit and run. She changed her lifestyle. She flew out of the country, changed her name to Cindy, and began a new life with her kids. For her. It had all been going well.

Her eyes trailed over to her children who slept soundly on the bed, their hair sprawled around their face, damp sweat furrowing around their brows, the gentle heaving of their chest made her heart calm down a bit.

They were her world now, and she could never trade them for anything in her life, after she got divorced with that scumbag, she wanted to get rid of them, but just by thinking of their innocent faces, she decided to keep them and that was what led to the existence of her kids, Niccy and Nikky. They were her life. The only reason she was still living.

Though she hated that they were his children, she still loved them so much. 

She slumped back to the bed, as she covered herself with the pillow. Maybe, she could fall asleep and forget about him.

She closed her eyelids peacefully, but his face popped up again, she managed a shrill sound, as she hurriedly stood up from the bed. Why was it just so hard forgetting about him?

Even if she tried to, the memories, his face kept appearing in her head and the only thing she felt for him was just pure hatred. 

Finding it hard to fall asleep, she gently got up from the bed in order not to wake them up, she put on her flip flops and gently tiptoed over to the kitchen. 

She opened the fridge and poured herself a glass of fresh milk, she held the glass in her hand and chugged it down her system in a go, letting the liquid substance flush through her throat.

She returned the glass back to the fridge and walked back to the bedroom. 

She adjusted the bedsheet and climbed up the bed. She covered her kids well with the blanket. 

A sigh escaped her lips, as she just stared at the ceiling, and at last, what seemed like hours but only minutes, she fell asleep.