Nairovi is Pregnant

Chapter 5

After an hour, I survived my first meal with the Pierro family. I honestly don’t know how long I can keep this up. Every glance was sharp, and I kept thinking I was doing something wrong. Now I’m back inside our room—Hayden’s old room. They decorated everything for us. Hayden mentioned his childhood bestfriend came from Europe is arriving today, someone he treats like brother, and he wants me to meet him later. 

I sit on the edge of the bed to rest, but my phone vibrates, A message from Nairovi.

You dirty little shit, I thought you were my bestfriend. But you stole him from me!

I will ruin your life and make sure you suffer more than I do!

F*ck you! You’re a stealer! You know how much I loved him, Katlyn! 

You’ll pay for this, I swear you will!

Her words cut deeper than a knife. I replied trying to explain the situation—that it wasn’t my intention, that I had no choice, that my mom is sick, and everything happened too fast. But she didn’t believe me. A knock interrupts my crying. 

“Ms. Katlyn, you can come to the living room, Mr. Hayden is calling you. His visitor is here,” Madam Giselle says gently. 

I wipe my tears fast and try to fix myself before going downstairs. 

I can hear voices from the living area — Hayden’s low tone and another man’s voice, lighter and cheerful.

“Finally, after a year, you’re here,” Hayden says. 

“You’re acting like you didn’t cry when I left,” the man laughs. 

“Shut up, you cried too.” Hayden laughed back.

I step closer, and Hayden immediately stands up. 

“Come.” He reaches for my hand without hesitation, pulling me beside him. “Meet my bestfriend, Zax.”

Zax turns to me with an easy smile, he has a calm striking face, deep eyes, soft lips, and a warm aura. He’s wearing a pale blue shirt tucked into sand-colored pants. He looks like he came straight from a fashion magazine. 

“Nice to meet you, Katlyn,” he says, extending his hand. 

Before I can shake it, Hayden smacks Zax’s arm lightly. “She doesn’t need your hand. Just say hi.”

I bow awkwardly, “Nice to meet you too…. Zax.” 

He chuckles, “she’s cute.”

“She’s married,” Hayden retaliates. 

Zax raises both hands. “Relax, man. I’m not stealing your bride.”

Hayden rolls his eyes, but I can see he’s fighting a smile. I leave them chatting because I need to visit my mom at the hospital. 

When I arrive, I check the hallway to see where my parents are staying. That’s when I noticed Sylina, our maid, walking fast like she’s trying to avoid someone. She looks nervous, clutching her small sling bag. 

“Sylina!” I call, but she doesn’t hear me. 

Suddenly, someone grabs her wrist, hard. “Let me go!” she cries. 

I’m ready to step in until I see the man holding her.

My eldest brother—Josiah. What the hell?

“I said let go!” Sylina tries to pull away. 

“No, we need to talk.” Josiah insists. 

They move to the side hallway, so I quietly follow, staying behind the wall. 

“I want to see my child, Sylina,” Josiah says. My breath stops. Child? WHAT CHILD? 

Sylina’s voice breaks. “Your son? When did you ever become a father to my son? You left me alone! You let me hide everything!”

“I’m protecting you!” Josiah argues. “You know my family and you know dad. He’ll kill me, and something might happen to you and the baby.”

Sylina cries harder. “I’m tired of hiding, Josiah.”

My hand flies to my mouth, my brother and our maid…. had a secret relationship? A baby?

I step backwards then bump into a folded WET FLOOR signage. It falls loudly. 

They both turn.“Katlyn?”

Josiah walks toward me quickly. “What are you doing here?”

I stop suddenly. “Nothing. I’m… not snitching, okay?” 

“Good,” he says immediately. “Because this stays between us.”

I nod. “I didn’t hear anything.” I’m lying straight to his face. “Where’s mom?” I ask, trying to change the topic. He sighs and leads me to her room. 

Mom looks so much better now, it’s the first relief I’ve felt all day. Dad and my brother Paige are there too, but dad gives me a serious look and asks to talk outside. 

“You need to get pregnant with Hayden’s child,” he says calmly. “It’s the only way to secure our future. If you give birth to the next Pierro heir, we’ll be safe.” He says it like he’s asking me to pass salt at dinner. He has no idea what he’s putting on my shoulders. 

I remember why our families hate each other. Decades ago, the Salvatores sabotaged several Pierro businesses just to take the top spot in the market. It worked, and we rose above them… but the feud never ended, not until this marriage happened. 

And now that I’m married to Hayden, my father suddenly wants a child — like the baby is the only way to keep our family safe. 

Before I can respond, Josiah bursts into the room. “Dad! Katlyn! Look!” We rush to the TV. A news report flashes on the screen. Nairovi. 

Tears streamed down her face. “Wait–-are you telling us you’re pregnant with Hayden Pierro? The powerful heir from the Pierro family? The reporter asks. 

“Yes,” she sobs. “I’m pregnant with Hayden’s child. But he married my bestfriend Katlyn. The daughter of the Salvatore family.” 

The reporter’s brows furrow. “But the Salvatore and Pierro families have had a feud for decades, right? Everyone knows that.”

She wipes her tears, voice trembling. “Yes… that’s what we all believed. Even me. They must’ve lied about it— so Katlyn could steal my ex-boyfriend.”

That’s not true. 

Dad loses it. “That pathetic girl! She’s ruining everything! I’ll kill her!” 

“Dad!” I grab his arm. “She’s my bestfriend!” 

“She’s a problem! She’s destroying our reputation! The whole clan–this will spread everywhere!” He storms out of the hospital. 

“Dad, wait!” I shout, running after him. My phone rings.

Triiiing–

I answer breathlessly while chasing after him. 

“Where are you?” Hayden asks sharply. “Go home. Now. We have a huge problem.”

I look around but dad is gone, he left too fast. My chest tightens.

“Okay,” I say. “I’m on my way.” I head back to the mansion, my steps heavy, my head spinning. Everything is falling apart so fast — my bestfriend, my family, Hayden’s family, the news, the baby.

This is a huge problem.