Chapter Three

Sebastian's mouth quipped into a smile.

“Is that right?” He asked, teasingly. Raphaella gasped.

“I can't believe you have the guts to joke or laugh at this moment,” Raphaella said in an accusing tone.

“Well, why can't I joke or smile, Miss Mendel?” Sebastian asked, acting clueless. Raphaella shook her head in dismay.

“Forget it.”

She rested her head back on the seat and closed her eyes, Sebastian smiled at her reflection in the mirror. Now that he finally had her in the grasp of his hand, he wasn't letting the little angel go anywhere.

******

Raphaella told the doctor of all the symptoms she had, and the doctor drew blood from her and took it to the lab for testing. So, right now she was waiting in his office for the test results and Raphaella decided to call Betty.

“Hey girl, what's up?” Betty asked in her usual, bright tone. Raphaella groaned.

“You won't believe who my new bodyguard is.”

“Who is it? Is it that hot bodyguard/ model that we always see on TV? Oh my gosh! Is it Dwayne Johnson?” Betty asked, excitedly. Raphaella rolled her eyes at Betty's bad guess.

“First of all, Robin West shouldn't be called a bodyguard. I promise you his fans will kill you while he is going about his bodyguard duty before your enemies will.”

“What I would do to have that hot man as my bodyguard? I can handle those fans, I just need him to rearrange all my organs.” Betty said, her voice dreamy.

Yuck!

Raphaella chuckled. “How did you think of Dwayne? He's an actor, not a bodyguard. Unless he had a whole change of career, in that case he can also rearrange my organs.”

“Really, Raphaella?” Betty called in a judging tone, Raphaella knew Betty was rolling her eyes at her over the phone.

Sue her, but Dwayne Johnson is one hot hunk that no girl could resist.

“That's not the point, my new bodyguard is Sebastian,” Raphaella revealed and she was met with silence on the other end.

“Betty? Are you there?...”

“No way!” Betty exclaimed, the disbelief rolling off her voice. “The Sebastian you lost your virginity to at the resort who left cash for you like you’re a prostitute?”

Raphaella winced at her choice of words. “ Yes, that Sebastian.”

“Tell me you're lying, the same Sebastian you cried about and went to the room and was throwing out the whole bedding and pillows, that…”

“We get it, Betty!” Raphaella's face turned red. That wasn't a good time for her and her friend had no filter.

“Sorry, love.” Betty apologized, sheepishly.

“It's fine. So, Sebastian is a new bodyguard that my Isabella hired to babysit me and that's it.”

“That's not good if Isabella employed him,” Betty said. “if not I would have told you to f**k his brains out.”

Raphaella groaned. “Betty!”

“What? Don't you want to experience what a forbidden relationship is?” Betty asked. “The boss's daughter and her bodyguard. explosive!”

Raphaella shook her head and smiled. “You have a very imaginative mind”

“Well, I'm a writer… what do you expect?"

Raphaella could imagine Betty's smirk through the phone.

“On a serious note, hope queen Janga hasn't gotten any idea of your relationship with Sebastian?” Betty asked, seriously.

This was how she was, one minute she was all playful, and then, she was seriously the next minute.

“Nope, she hasn't got a clue. Sebastian did a good job ignoring me and even went as far as to agree with the witch that I was a brat.” Raphaella pointed out, irritatedly.

Betty chuckled. “I think you are reading too much into it, maybe he just wants to protect you.”

“Or his job.” Raphaella countered.

“Whatever, smart ass. I have to get off the phone, the handsome male I brought from the art exhibition last night is waiting for me in the bedroom.” Betty giggled, Raphaella gasped.

“You're such a slut!”

“You love this slut, okay, bye.” Betty hung up, Raphaella chuckled. She really did love her best friend.

The doctor's office door opened, and the man walked in holding what was likely to be her test results in his hands.

“Sorry for the long wait. I have your results here, and you should see it.” Doctor maven passed the envelope to her,

Raphaella took it from him and examined it warily.

“Is everything fine?” She asked, worried.

“Everything is fine, but it depends on what your definition of fine is. Go on and take a look.” Maven urged, Raphaella nodded and brought out the result from the envelope.

She read its content and her eyes bulged, Raphaella looked up at the doctor.

“Is this true?” She asked with a shaky voice, Doctor maven nodded in confirmation.

***

Sebastian was waiting for Raphaella outside in the parking lot of the hospital.

He had wanted to go in with her but thought she would be angrier with him if he had invaded her privacy more.

She already had a problem with bodyguards on her watch 24/7, and he didn't want to be like all the other bodyguards the little minx had come to despise.

Raphaella came into view as he was keeping an eye out on the hospital entrance, and she had come out with a solemn expression. Sebastian frowned, what the hell was wrong with her? Had anyone offended her in the hospital, should he have gone in with her, or had she been given terrible news on her health?

Sebastian wished it wasn't the other, he had just started falling hard for this girl, and he hoped nothing bad happened to her. What the heck would he do if she died? He was now just opening up to the idea of being in a relationship, all he had been doing was just having casual hook-ups, but he wanted something solid with Raphaella, so she shouldn't go dying on him.

Sebastian groaned, why was he such an overthinker?...

Raphaella walked to the car, silently opened the back door, and got in.

Sebastian stole a glimpse at her from the rear-view mirror, and the little mix was expressionless and numb.

“Are you okay, Raphaella?” Sebastian asked, concern evident in his tone, but she didn't reply to him. Sebastian sighed and tried again.

“Raphaella, What happened there?”

Again, no reply and it frustrated him. Well, if she wasn't willing to talk, he wouldn't bother her.

“Where are we going next, ma’am?” Sebastian asked, using his professional tone. Who could guess? No reply again, Sebastian huffed.

“Home it is,” he muttered and started the car engine. Sebastian put the car in reverse, he slowly backed out and drove out the parking lot into the road.

***

“Can you believe that my mom assigned a hot guy to that bitch?” Juliana complained to her best friend, “Carlotta”.

“Is she still rude to you and your mom?” Carlotta asked.

Juliana scoffed. “Just this morning, she was speaking to my mom very rudely and if my mom hadn't asked me to be quiet, I would have dealt with her properly.”

“I'm so sorry for you love, well my step-sister can't as much as frown in my direction,” Carlotta mused. “My mom and I made sure to deal with her very properly and now, her father even cherishes me more than his child.”

Juliana frowned. “Mom is the one that is always telling me not to pick fights with her, then what should I do?”

“You just have to deal with her in secret.” Carlotta smiled, a mischievous grin plastered on her face.

Juliana scrunched up her face. “You mean I shouldn't tell my mom?”

Carlotta rolled her eyes at her. “Yes, dummy.” She grinned at Juliana and put her locked their arms together. “You are an adult, Julianna, and you can help your mom take care of a nobody like Raphaella.”

Juliana smiled. Of course, she could do that. Raphaella had remained a thorn in her and her mother's flesh, and it was high time she plucked out the thorn.

“So, what were you saying about the new bodyguard?” Carlotta asked, curiously.

“Well, he's so hot and tall, and I bet he'll be so good in bed, it's not fair Raphaella has him as her bodyguard,” Juliana whined in annoyance.

Carlotta scoffed. “What will Raphaella do? She's a whole prude.”

Juliana giggled. “You're correct. I'll make him mine, one of my boy toys.”

***

Sebastian was halfway to the mansion and Raphaella had still not said a word. He was getting really worried now… had the doctors told her that she was dying or did she have only a month to live? The curiosity was eating him up.

“Raphaella, you have been quiet for over five minutes, and I'm getting worried. What's the problem?”

Once again, nada… and he sighed, he had done everything he could and would just try to forget the whole thing. A couple of minutes passed.

“Sebastian,” Raphaella called out. “I'm pregnant.”