Chapter 4

Javier’s POV

I couldn’t get to sleep. I was hot and restless after devouring that petite, sexy chick in there. I swear she was amazing.

I stepped out of bed. I was about to take a shower when I received a phone call from Martha, my grandmother’s personal helper. She told me that my grandmother had another episode.

Gabby caught my eye. I didn’t want to abandon her. Gabby and I had unfinished business, but I needed to leave. My grandmother meant a lot to me.

I couldn’t take my shower anymore. I dashed downstairs. I called my driver, Henry, and asked him to bring the car, but he reminded me that I had told him to go home last night.

“Fuck.”

I couldn’t find anyone to help drive me at 3 a.m., and the Russo-Baltique I had taken was still in the system. I jumped into my car and hurried to the hospital, but I couldn’t see properly on the way. I lost control of the car and struck something, and everything went blank.

Gabriella’s POV

I woke up at 9 a.m. and tried to move, but I couldn’t because of the sex I had the night before. I tried to make my way to the bathroom, which I eventually did. I brushed my teeth and took a bath.

I went into the kitchen and living area, but Javier was nowhere to be seen. I waited until eight o’clock that night. He hadn’t returned, and every time the door buzzed, I imagined it was him, but it was only room service.

After three days, I returned to my apartment and met with Chloe, who was pleased that I wasn’t a virgin anymore. She was curious about Javier, but I didn’t know what to tell her.

I refused to believe the obvious, but the fact that his belongings were still in the suite gave me hope. When I returned to the hotel after a week, Javier was not there. I had left the suite exactly as I had found it. I kept coming back in the hope of seeing him again, but he was nowhere to be found.

The last time I visited, along with Chloe, the receptionist informed us that a man had checked out the day before. I was really disappointed, but I simply accepted it for what it was. I was just meant to be a one-night stand. We had a fantastic time, and that was the end of it.

School resumed, and everything seemed to be going well until, two months later, I began to experience morning sickness. I couldn’t stand it any longer, so Chloe and I went to see a doctor.

I clutched the doctor’s letter as if it were a ghost. I sobbed and wailed, bewildered as to how this was possible.

“You always have sex with Alex. Why are you not expecting?”

“Gabby, I’m on meds. I can’t possibly be pregnant.”

“What am I going to do, Chloe?”

“You’re going to be OK. You’ve got Alex and me. We are here to help you.”

“Where am I going to find Javier? I don’t even know his last name. All I know is that he has his own business. What have I done? Chloe, I’m not going to be able to do this. What about school? How am I going to raise a child when I can’t even look after myself?”

I regretted the day I met Javier because the anguish and regret hit me harder than I thought.

Javier’s POV

My car accident happened four months ago. I’ve been looking for Gabby all over her campus, but she’s nowhere to be found.

I know I won’t marry her, yet I still desire her. There’s something about her that makes me want to be with her. I never fuck the same chick twice. Even my girlfriend doesn’t get to fuck me more than twice a month, but Gabby does things to me and makes me feel things I’ve never felt before.

She wasn’t even afraid to ride my massive cock on her first day of sex. When I met Sandra, she wasn’t a virgin, but she couldn’t mount me.

What happened to my fox?

Maybe I should just forget about her and get another sex toy. After all, life goes on.

“Henry, turn the car around and let’s head to my grandmother’s villa. We haven’t seen her in quite some time. We should also stop by the flower shop. Let’s get some flowers for her.”

“Of course, boss.”

Gabriella’s POV

It has been six months since I began prenatal care. I decided to get into photography despite the fact that I had no qualifications, and I’ve been receiving bookings ever since. I am constantly fully booked, and I can’t believe I’ve saved so much money in such a short amount of time.

I’ve even moved into a much larger apartment. It isn’t very big, but it is a three-bedroom apartment.

Today is my check-up, and I’ve decided to find out the baby’s gender. My pregnancy felt very long. That is why I dropped out of university. In addition, the scholarship was very strict. I had signed a contract promising not to become pregnant during my scholarship.

I received a text from Alex while I was waiting for them to let me know they were downstairs.

“Are you ready, Mommy? We’re waiting downstairs.”

“I’ll be down in three minutes.”

Alex and Chloe made everything easier. They were with me every step of the way, and I am grateful. I’m not sure what I would have done if they hadn’t been there.

We went to the doctor, and they were both with me. Chloe and I wanted a girl, but Alex kept saying that since my belly had grown so quickly and I ate so much, it was a boy.

To be honest, I didn’t care whether it was a boy or a girl, although I preferred a girl. Still, I was fine if it was a boy. We chose to find out the gender so that we could start decorating the nursery.

My belly felt very cold when the doctor put some gel on it. She then placed what looked like a sensor on it and moved it around, saying,

“You guys will have to see for yourselves. I’m not going to reveal the gender, but the screen will.”

We were all laughing and staring at the screen. The first thing we saw was a little penis and some tiny balls. We immediately laughed as Chloe and I lost the bet. We had guessed it would be a girl, but it turned out to be a boy. I was so happy that I forgot I had wanted a girl.

My son was born three months later. His name is Xander Xavier Parker. Alex said that Xavier was after his father, and I couldn’t say no to the godfather.

My son is very independent. I was truly fortunate to have people who stood up for me and helped me financially and otherwise. I couldn’t have done it on my own. Even though I was not financially secure, my son had everything he needed.

Alex and Chloe were constantly buying him clothes and food. They were like Xander’s parents, and they were always eager to spend time with him. He was adorable, and he had the same ocean-blue eyes as his father. He looked nothing like me.