60Three Weeks LaterThree weeks. Were these three weeks real? Nothing had been more peaceful than these 21 days. I’d never thought Armando would act this way. He actually took care for me as a concerned husband and let me live freely. He isn’t anymore the Armando I knew a year and a half back. That Armando was my rapist but this one is my protector, my lover. He took me on dates, went on shopping with me, fed me with his own hands, slept with me with his hands around me, made love to me so passionately that his soul touched my heart every time. All of this was magical. Last week I got to know I was one week pregnant with his baby and that week we had multiple rounds of sex, all night long until sunrise peeked through the opaque curtains. When he got the news, his happiness was out of control. He became overly protective of me and spoiled me like a baby. After the pregnancy announcement, he started taking me on midnight long-drives on the roads of Spain instead of his bed. From our

62I caught my senses coming back to life, why did my body feel so burdensome? Like somebody was pulling my soul out of my toe and I couldn’t do anything instead of going through with the intolerable pain. And my head was on constant hammering, It was like that. I tried opening my eyes for my best but it turned out I had to do immense wrestling. I finally fought my pains and was forced to open my eyes, first, everything was blurry but eventually with time, it settled down and I got my sight somewhat stable. I glanced around to detect the place but it was unknown to me, then my mind clicked. I was once again drugged by my first love. I threw my head down, disappointment was getting the best of me and I kept scolding about everything I felt for that man, now, I regretted it deeply. “I see you’re up, love,” The voice that I least wanted to hear made its way to my ears. A grumpy dwarf innerly-growled at him in my head and I raised it to see him unfortunately, he was looking usual; tidy

64Nathan was taking me underground, there was a room attached to this room and it was protected with codes. He typed the password and gained access, it opened and he jogged down. I started propelling in his arms; trying to get out of his hold but he squeezed me between. “You can’t get rid of my hold, sugarplump, stay where you’re,” he rebuked, I was suppressing against his rooted grip, it was like he’d get the heart out of my mouth if I stay a minute more in his muscles,“Nathan, let go of me, I can’t breathe properly, please, or my baby will die,” I said, gasping, I was nauseated, my stomach was churning and my head showed me stars. But he paid no heed, “Let it rot,” Nathan said so coolly that my heart stopped beating at his heartlessness, what had he become? He was not the man anymore I met for the first time. I couldn’t rethink my action before I did it, I slapped him. With all my might. I legit regretted it after the second but it was necessary, he was an enemy of my unborn, tha

66*Monitor Beeping*Pain. There was only pain I could see every way I take, I saw darkness burying me, where was I and why was it so hard to open my eyes? I fought. For my life but every time I make a move, pain caught me red-handed. Clouds waived off and I heard voices taking the route of my ears, “Mr. De Luca, your wife is in a vulnerable condition, she suffered from nervous Breakdown due to excessive stress and it is not a good sign in pregnancy,” A female reported, her tone laced with negative assessment. “How long will she stay unconscious?” Armando had a dash in his tone, he was worried; for me. I’m alright, husband. I hear you. “Mrs. De Luca had been going through a lot in her past and also she’s pregnant. We’ll examine her again after the drip finishes. Just give her some time, I believe she’ll recover soon,” The female sounded like a doctor, well, she gave us hope. “And the baby?” He was also worried about our baby, He won my heart. “The baby is stable, but as long as th

68(This Chapters Presence Nathan’s Married Life With Mia Woodson)Nathan’s P.O.V“Mia! Please can you stop messing this up, we can clear it without dragging this fight in court,” I appealed to her, she was packing her bag to leave for the airport and God knew where she planned to go, “Mia, I’m not talking to walls, answer me! Where are you going?” I shouted at her and that couldn’t make her move one inch. “So, you’re gonna play like that. Good. Go wherever you want to go but my son is not coming with you,” I threatened her and this worked, she glared at me. “Asshole. You’re no one to dictate me, I’ll take him and you can’t do anything about it,” Mia threw a glass my way but I dodged it and it hit the wall; breaking into pieces. I stepped closer to her and grabbed her shoulder even when she repulsed me but I kept hanging to her, “Mia… baby please, listen for me once, Julianna is nothing to me, she manipulated your mind and I’m here to clear the misconception, I didn’t sleep with her