Tangled by the Billionaire's Vow

Gwen's POV "Wash the tumbler quick you sluggish idiot!" George yelled angrily at me as I tried my best to hasten my pace in washing the dishes. The pot-bellied man who was always in a foul mood continued ranting and screaming obscenities at me even as he walked away. It was my second week working in 'Choicest restaurant' and it felt like being in hell already. As someone born with the proverbial silver spoon, I had never in my life thought I would work in a low establishment such as this.I had just gotten home from campus to spend the holiday with my family when I met my father in a sour mood, on enquiring what happened he told me his past involvement in the Mafia had finally caught up with him. The government had all his properties seized and worse he's facing a jail term.Dejectedly, I had left home and made up my mind to search for a job but no one wants to employ the daughter of a criminal, at least for a white collar job so I took the only option left and that's how I found m

Gwen's POV It's been almost two weeks since Andrew and I got married and it still feels like we are total strangers. He looked totally exhausted, probably from the day's work. "Welcome home, how's the office today?" I asked as Andrew breezed in, my eyes trailing his retreating figure.Andrew stopped in his tracks, turned back and briefly looked at me."Thanks, hectic!" Andrew said curtly without sparing me a glance.I was surprised to see him respond. He hadn't been responding to my greetings since I had moved in. Today was clearly a good day for him."Your food is right there on the table." I said in a low voice, pointing to the dinner table. I was surprised the second time that night when Andrew turned to look at me, for the first time since I knew him, he wasn't scowling. He only nodded before moving off to his room.I was surprised to see him that way, he had never acknowledged any of my greetings but this night seemed different. Maybe he was not so bad after all, I shrugged and

Gwen's POVI woke up to my head banging hard and my eyes feeling dizzy. I was feeling completely unaware of my surroundings and couldn't even remember when I went to sleep. I picked up my phone to check the time and was surprised to see missed calls from Andrew. I wondered how that could be, considering I was a light sleeper and would normally wake up even hearing the faintest sounds.I yawned and got up from the bed then strolled towards the bathroom to quickly rinse my face and help lessen the pangs of headache that wanted to burst my head open. I then moved to get a bottle of water from the living room as my throat felt parched. The whole house looked completely quiet and empty save from the occasional sound coming from the TV. I wondered where everyone went and briefly relaxed when I remembered I was the one that sent Veronica, the maid on an errand and Andrew had stepped out earlier talking about meeting a client. I made a mental note to warn Veronica to always turn off the TV

"But you know you have to tell him, at least he has the right to know." Granndma Mary said to me, her voice laden with concern.It was the second day I got to know I was pregnant and grandma had been advising me on thousand of reasons why I need to inform Andrew about the pregnancy."He doesn't even want to see me. I don't think he would give me any audience." I said quietly but grandma only frowned her face."You haven't even try, you must go see him" She said then squeezed my hand. I only nodded and I'd gotten ready immediately to come see him. Currently I'm in the front of Andrew's mansion after alighting from a cab and paying the cabman who had zoomed off immediately.I sighed and got into the compound after gently pulling the gate. I was surprised seeing no one at the gate. Phew! That was new as I remembered there's Fred the ever ready bodyguard and Andrew's driver who is not always far off away. The house looks completely quiet safe for the occasional sound of the television t

GWEN'S POV"You're not gonna be in there forever you know,"Granny's voice bounced through the door shortly after she knocked for the fourth time. I could. I could basically stay here forever. I could die of this heartache. Why did it hurt so badly? Why did Andrew's rejection hurt this badly? He didn't want me anymore. He didn't want our baby. I sniffled as fresh tears trickled down to the pillow. Another knock disrupted my thoughts. "Just go away!" I yelled at my grandmother. I was irritated with not just myself but with everyone around me. Granny thought she was helping by persisting. I opened the door but she was only pissing me off."I don't want to talk," I growled at my closed door. "Just go away." I sobbed. "You've been in there for over two days now since you..."I rolled over and had the pillow pressed tightly to my ears in a sick attempt to muffle the name that was going to follow. But as though she caught herself, Granny trailed off and remained silent. "I am not a