Doctor's Appointment

Janice snatched her car key off the brown nightstand, and she gripped the handle of her luggage with the other hand. Sighing, she stared at the room she had been staying in for the past five years. It had been a haven for her. And where she had fled to after her first heartbreak. Maggie had got the place for her and Janice had fallen in love with it right away. 

Now, she was leaving, where she thought she'd stay for a few more years. Even though it was the last thing she wanted to do, she was aware it was necessary.

She exited the door of her flat and brought the key towards the lock. 

“Going somewhere?”

Startled, she swirled.

The key in her hand clattered to the ground, and she clutched her chest whilst staring at the man in front of her.

“What are you doing here?!” Janice gasped. 

Her gaze widened as she glimpsed the black Cadillac, Aston Martin, and several other cars surrounding her car.

“Today is the appointment to the doctor's office,” Jules said. 

Janice noticed him assessing her with hooded eyes, which she oddly found sexy.

She looked better the other day he had seen her, Jules noted as he scrutinized her.

Right now, she looked like the wind would knock away her if it blew too hard, as she was too skinny. He wondered if she had been starving herself on purpose.

“I'm going nowhere with you.” She glowered.

He watched as she crouched to snatch her key. His breath hitched as the brown A-shaped skirt she donned rode higher.

He could make out some creamy flash behind the drab clothing. His hands itched to caress her delicate body, as well as his shaft throbbed.

He groaned, shaking his head.

Jules willed himself to think of other things, since he didn't know how she would react if he touched her now.

“A one nightstand is a one nightstand!” Her winter-blue eyes blazed with fury as she jerked her finger towards him. “It was a mistake which shouldn't have happened.”

“However, I didn't say you could follow me around to order my life. You should know I'm not one of your subjects.” Janice snorted.

Jules smirked. He liked how feisty she was. Also, he noticed how gorgeous she looked when she was furious.

“I don't care what's going on in that pretty head of yours. Since you are carrying my child. I would do whatever it takes to make him or her come to this world in one piece.”

As if she would do anything to harm her child, Janice rolled her eyes at his assertion.

At first, when she had found out she was pregnant, she had been so conflicted. She had imagined how it would disrupt her life, and had thought of getting rid of it.

Janice had gone to the point of getting pills to terminate it.

She could remember staring at the pills in her hand, but she couldn't use them, no matter how hard she had tried.

“I didn't even say the child was yours, to begin with.”

“It is mine,” Jules growled. “Because I'm your first.” 

He watched as pink dotted her pale cheeks, and a satisfied smile spread across his face.

She narrowed her eyes at him but said nothing.

“I won't let you do anything drastic.” He grunted.

“Going on a holiday isn't drastic.” Janice pointed out.

“I don't care how you want to make it look nice. I'm not letting you out of my sight.”

“Well, welcome to sleep on the porch!” Janice said, with a tight-lipped smile. 

She swirled to unlock the door with the key in her hand, but Jules gripped her shoulder to halt her.

“You are coming with me now. I don't care if you protest. I'm dragging you to the doctor's office even if I have to spank you.”

Janice believed she should be angry at the way he was ordering her. But, strangely, she found it sensuous. She licked her lips as he dragged her towards the car.

She stumbled midway, but he gripped her hand to stop her from falling. 

“Easy.” He rasped into her ear as he tugged her into him.

Janice let out a defeated sigh as she sat in his car.

Jules was a powerful man. If she had run away, there was a possibility he would find her.

He wasn't just a CEO; he was a freaking prince. She was sure he wouldn't hesitate to send his subjects to scour the whole earth for her.

Not really for her, but for the baby.

Janice shook her head as she thought of how protective he was of the baby already.

She wondered if he was doing it to ascend the throne, since she had heard his father, the king, was deceased.

Whichever it was, she wouldn't let him take the baby away from her, she vowed.

***********

“Congratulations Miss…” The doctor, David, trailed off, gazing at the woman in front of him.

“Sketches,” Janice mumbled.

“Congratulations, Miss Sketches, you are pregnant.” David grinned.

“As if I don't know,” she muttered.

“How far along is she?” Jules inquired, watching the scowl appear on her face.

He didn't know if it was wrong of him to ask, but he wanted to be sure he would not father a bastard.

“Two months,” David said.

Jules tilted his head as he did the calculation. He let out a relieved sigh when he realized he had indeed fathered the child.

The last thing he wanted was to accept a bastard because he wanted an heir.

Still, he believed Janice wasn't a whore and wouldn't push a child that wasn't his on him.

“Happy now?” Janice questioned when they stepped out of the doctor's office. “Can I have my keys back? I want to go home.”

Jules ignored the hand she extended to him, then rolled his eyes. “You are not going to that place any more.”

“Why not?”

“Because we are getting married as soon as possible.” He declared.

Stunned, Janice halted. She took a staggering breath as she gazed at him. He didn't look as if he was bluffing.

“This is so wrong.” She shook her head whilst mumbling under her breath. 

“No matter how wrong it seems, I'm certain you don't want to end up being a single parent that would eventually abandon her child.”

“I will never abandon my child!”

He shrugged as she glared at him.

Though Janice didn't want to end up like her mother, who was a single parent, she didn't want to get married to Jules, either.