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Chapter 5

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The harsh sunlight of the morning must have been the reason I woke. The first thing I noticed was that the bedroom I was in was unfamiliar, the bedroom was quite spacious and well furnished.

My head pounded and I barely could remember what happened from the night before and wait why was I in a strange bed and a strange house. Why was I here? Where is Jas……

I choked down a sob, the memory came flooding back and suddenly the tears I was trying so hard to hold came flooding out. I didn’t deserve, I never even wanted to be married in the first place. I did and I fell in love with a man who played me and even go ahead to be cheating on me with my best friend.

I must have sobbed for maybe a full twenty minutes before I realized that Jason wasn’t worth crying for. Maybe it was also my fault, if only I was only to give him kids.

“You done?” came that vaguely familiar voice and I whirled around to find that man from yesterday staring at me. His presence suddenly made the room feel like it was closing on me, his frame alone filled the door.

“You” I frowned when I remembered what he did yesterday. “You drugged me, made me go to sleep” I said with a scowl and he shrugged.

“You were a fucking mess, had to put you to sleep, you were raving on about some “Jason” in your sleep too” he said and I turned away.

Shit

“I don’t know who that is” I lied and his green eyes suddenly bore into mine like he could see clearly see that I was lying. It took all my willpower not to look away, and I would have did if not that the green in his eyes looked so mesmerizing, as if it was pulling me in—holding me in some kind of trance.

“Is he the reason you’re crying?” He asked and I stared at him in surprise. How perceptive can he be? 

“No” I stuttered and he cocked his head to the side, he leaned into the door frame.

“That doesn’t sound convincing” he said and I glared at him already disliking the persistent.

“You’re Fucking persistent. I don’t need to be…….”

“You curse?” He interrupted and I stopped, he walked over till he was standing in front of me, he towered over me making me tilt my head. 

“Who doesn’t?” I countered and he smiled or just the barest hint of one.

“Fair point” he said. His eyes skimmed over my face in concern. “You should get a bath”

“Why?” I said suspiciously and he shrugged.

“You reek” he said simply and leaned in “Of alcohol” he whispered in my ear and I shivered. I took a step back, afraid of my own body reactions to a mere whisper. I stared at the huge glass windows and nodded.

“Thank you…..for Uhh last night” I said to him and he nodded, he pivoted on his heel and walked away. I let out the pent up breath I had been holding up. I don’t know, but standing so close to him made my head dizzy like I was high on something and I blushed.

I didn’t spend long in the shower because of how self conscious and weird I was feeling, when I came back to the bedroom a new set of clothes were laid out on the bed for me. I picked them up and I gasped, it was my favorite gown, how did he…….

Nevermind.

I must have mumbled it all in my drunken sleep, I headed to the sound of clanging in the kitchen and stopped at the doorway when I saw him.

He was shirtless and I stood there frozen; not in shock but in hypnosis, Jason was hot but seeing this man in front of me made all my hairs stand on end, I could barely breathe I didn’t even notice my ragged breathing, the sign of my effort to act normal.

“You’re done” he announced, watching me and my head snapped up to his.

“Yeah, yeah. I was hungry and I heard someone in the kitchen I decided to check” I blurted out and he nodded. He handed me a cup of coffee and I downed it in one gulp, he grinned at that.

“Hungry much?” He asked and I sighed dramatically.

“Starving” 

“I can see that” he tossed me toast and I wolfed it down and he laughed, the sound was so endearing that I started at him in surprise.

“You eat like a cow” he said and I nodded, not paying heed to his remarks instead concentrating on finishing my food.

“I know” I said after I shoved down the last of the toast. He studied me and leaned forward.

“Who’s Jason?” He asked and I stopped, annoyance brewing in my gut.

“It’s none of your business” I retorted and he nodded, he leaned forward and took a lock of my hair playing with it and my heart beat faster.

“You’re stubborn” he said and I stared at his lips, fighting the urge to lick mine.

“I am?”

“I think you know” he answered and I looked down, avoiding his eyes.

“Your name?” I blurted out, desperate to say something and he grinned.

“Call me Four” 

“Four” I chuckled, “Is that……..”

Suddenly my stomach lurched and I ran to the toilet, and opened the lid and retched into the bowl, throwing up the content of what I just ate. I gasped as I wiped my mouth and stared at the mirror.

Why did I look pale?

For some reason I fished out the pregnancy tester from my blouse pocket and I tried it.

My eyes widened,

I am pregnant.

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