As I gazed by the window of the balcony, I could not help but let out a sigh. What was all these? What was I doing? How was I to explain to my parents that I was getting married, more so, about to have a baby in nine months. It was all just too much. For me, and my hormones. “The view is really nice. I always come down here whenever I feel stressed.” Gideon spoke lowly as he rested on the wall, facing me. I chided myself internally not to blush. It was all just so simple to get myself riled up by him. “Good for you. I guess I’ll talk to you later.” I said, trying to walk past him and into my room. I moved into the penthouse with him few weeks ago and together; we were planning to travel down to my parents by the weekend. “Emily, wait.” I was grabbed by my arms and I immediately looked up at him with raised brows. “What?” I questioned and he looked away. That only made me raise my brows the more. “What?” I questioned again. “I’m just going ahead to say this.” He said and continue

"Gideon didn't tell me he was bringing... Well, it doesn't matter anyways, I have no problem w-with this." I gulped heavily. Of course I had a problem with it, I mean Gideon and I barely had what we could call a relationship before we went on with a marriage plan and maybe he feels nothing for me but lust, but still, bringing his ex as the wedding planner is just out of it. "Well, even though Gideon and I broke up, we are still really close." She cocked her head watching me, probably trying to get a certain reaction for her satisfaction. "Oh." I nodded my head slowly and took a step away from her. "Well, that's good. So, how does this work?" I decided to move away from topic. "I haven't actually had any wedding before." I chuckled nervously, but she didn't even offer a smile at my poor joke. "Well," she gave a small pause. "Obviously."Biting my lips to hold back my snappy tongue, I smiled. This bitch was getting to me, it was obvious she didn't like me. From the way she spoke and

"Good afternoon," The young man greeted. I stood up confused, I've never seen him before. He had a gentle smile on his face, so that put me at ease—a little bit. "Afternoon," I stood up. "Sorry, who are you?""Oh." He chuckled. "Sorry," he said. "I'm Stephan, Gideon's driver.""Driver?" I exclaimed. He looked nothing like a driver, if I had met him on the roads any other day, never would I have thought he was a driver. He gave a small laugh, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Gideon asked me to come get you.""Oh." I stood up quickly. Here I was thinking Gideon would come get me himself. "Where is he by the way?" I asked Stephan. "He's waiting in the car," Stephan said, he helped me with my bag, together we walked out of the room together. I couldn't help glancing at Stephan as we walked to the car, he was handsome, with those baby brown eyes and curls that brushed up his ears, he also seemed really nice. "OK." As he said, Gideon was sitting in the car, I could see him th

My head was still reeling from what had just happened, I was angry, jealous, and didn't even have the time to deny it. First, he had brought her in to be our wedding planner, than had the guts to defend her. It annoyed me the more when he said I was making a big deal out of nothing. Nothing my ass!Did I ask to get pregnant? No. Did I ask for the wedding? No. He got me pregnant, he wanted the wedding, the least he could do was respect me. I stormed down the stairs angrily, I needed to get out of this house, any moment here and I felt I would suffocate to death. Maybe I was overreacting, Maybe I shouldn't have stormed out, Gideon and I had been getting along well and now—whenever I think of Ciara it just seems to fuel my anger more. "Miss?""What?" I shouted angrily as I spun round to see who had called my name. It was Stephan. He looked taken aback, startled by my outburst. "Oh sorry, I thought it was someone else." I gave a nervous chuckle, a bit embarrassed."Uh." He looked round

I haven't seen Gideon for three days now, he has refused to pick my calls, he didn't even answer Estelle's own when I had tried to call him with her phone. I haven't also seen Stephan around, I fear that Gideon might have fired him, I need to explain to Gideon that Stephan did nothing, I was the one that came onto him, I will feel terribly guilty if Stephan lost his job because of me. I decided that if Gideon did fire him, I would do anything to try and get Stephan his job back, he really was a good man, at the moment I hated myself for repaying him such with the kindness he has shown me. I also hated myself for the kiss, it was barely even a kiss, just a tiny peck and I wasn't thinking straight. I wish I could blame it on being drunk, except I wasn't drunk, I haven't even tasted alcohol for months now. I don't know if Gideon would still like to go on with the wedding, if he decides not to go on with it, I won't argue. I needed to speak to someone, and not just anyone, someone who w