Chapter 2

LEILA’s POV

“W-what? I stammered, sitting upright.

“I said… GET OUT!” He spat, his voice cold and authoritative.

“P-please. I didn’t do anything wrong.” I said, my voice cracking.

“You fucked your best friend’s father.” He spelt the truth out. “That’s what you just did. Will you leave or I will do the needful?”

My legs wobbled beneath me as tears flew out of my eyes.

I couldn’t believe it.

I wrapped my arms around myself before I closed the zip of my dress. I picked up my panties but his gaze lingered on me. I couldn’t wear it so I dropped it in my purse.

My eyes narrowed towards the door.

That was where it all started after I got a scholarship to study in New York. Sienna, his daughter, was the only person who approached me. She became closer to me and brought me home.

It was at that door I met the irresistibly hot man who almost every woman lust for. He’s tall. Had light brown eyes that pulled me in like a sin.

I bit my lower lip in regret as tears rolled down my cheeks.

“Leave my house…” his voice rang out cold. “And never return.”

With that, I ran out of the room. Then the house.

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Getting back to my little apartment, I couldn’t help but think about my best friend’s father, Dante Moretti, and what effect he had had on me.

It was because of this same man that I had scrolled through websites watching p**n videos of older men with younger women.

When his wife was still alive, he would often give me subtle glances and lick his lips as if he was inviting me into his forbidden world.

What happened to all that now that I have been cast away like a stray dog on the streets?

I’ve always been a stray dog anyway. Since my parents died shortly after I was born, I had lived my life in the orphanage where everything I got to ever have was fought for.

But meeting Dante? I considered him my salvation. When I eat, bath, sleep, I think about him. And when I lay in my bed alone? I imagine him above me, planting sweet kisses all over my body.

But all that is gone now.

I should have never thought about him. I shouldn’t have let his gaze linger on me at the funeral that affected me to the extent that I was foolish enough to follow him alone and let him get into my panties.

Speaking of getting into my panties… Fuck.

The tears that I had managed to stop resumed flowing down my cheeks rapidly. I placed my hands over my head, shaking it sideways as my body trembled.

Fear crept into my heart as I remembered him groaning above me spilling his seeds without using a condom.

How could I have been so foolish?

I spread my palms across my face as tears flowed down heavily, regretting the worst decision I’ve ever made in my life.

And just like that, days turned into weeks and weeks turned into the month.

I was still in contact with Sienna. She wouldn’t even notice that anything was off. But anytime she said we should head to her house, I always found one excuse or the other, even burying myself under unnecessary pressure from work.

But amidst all that is fear.

A fear that runs deeper through me than if a ghost suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

I haven’t seen my menstruation for a week now. Though, it often comes late at night. But this time, it’s extremely late.

Beads of sweat prickled down my neck as I stepped into the pharmacy. I greeted the lady at the counter. I requested what I needed. She stared at me for some moments before she added it over to me.

I paid the bill and walked out of the pharmacy. But then, instead of going home to check what I wanted to confirm, I looked around and when I saw no one, I went into the restroom.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, I tore open the pregnant test kit. I took the test and waited patiently for a few minutes before I checked the outcome.

My hands trembled as I stared at the pregnancy test stick. My vision blurred as tears brimmed my eyes. My knees gave out that my back leaned against the wall for support.

The tears finally rolled down my cheeks as my memory traced back to the day that Dante had me pinned beneath me, his thick ropes of sperm spilling inside me.

“This can’t be,” I whispered, my voice cracking.

This is a big fuck up.

Damn it.

I exhaled softly before I straightened myself. I dropped the stick in my bag. There is only one solution now. Heading to the Moretti’s estate.

Whether Dante wants it or not, he must accept this pregnancy, even if he doesn’t take me as his wife.

With that, I headed to the estate. As the car stopped in front of the estate, I got out quicker than I expected, almost not paying the driver before he called me back.

I threw the money right at his face and didn’t wait for a balance.

“Woman, you have no manners left?” He barked.

The security guards let me in as I wasn’t just coming to the estate. Everyone knew me as Sienna’s friend.

As I stepped into the estate, a variety of black cars were about to roll out of the compound. The car in the middle belonged to Dante.

Not after what happened months ago, he wouldn’t want to see my face. But he has no choice because I’ll make him have none.

So they won’t pass me, I jumped in front of the car, spreading my arms wide in the air. “I need to speak with you now!”

It was as if patience snapped out of Dante. He didn’t even wait for the driver to open the door, he pushed the door open.