Amelia's POVDays turned into weeks and weeks into months. It has been two months since Ethan and I had sex and we went on with our lives like nothing really happened between us. The house itself became silent again, as silent as a graveyard. Thanks to Pamela who did a good job, keeping me company and helping out with the cleaning, as usual.It is her reason for being with us in the house, to work. My relationship with the young girl went from normal to abnormal, 'abnormal' is an understatement for my relationship with the young lady. What could have happened if I didn't have her with me in the mansion? Ethan's face is usually scarce unless during weekends. "How are you?" He had asked one morning. It was during the early hours of the morning when I got stirred and got up from the bed. I was tired, although I had slept the previous afternoon and the whole night."I should fix an appointment with the doctor," I told him, adjusting on the bed."Are you pregnant?" He asked, screaming h

Thessa's POV "I'm off to work, Tessa" Carl said one morning, he was dressed for his appointment with a certain small organization in the state. "We should have a contract very soon," he praised, looking at himself in the mirror that hangs on the wall. He looked good in his outfit. I had bought the shirt at the boutique the last time I went shopping with some money from the allowance I receive from him every month. "How good do I look?" He asked, returning to the bed to sit beside me. Just as I expected, I knew he would ask me this question. "You look good, honey," I praised. We kissed shortly and he got back to his feet, smiling. "I would bring lunch to you at the office, I promised when he was at the door." He turned to stare at me with a look of surprise on his face. "Will you?" He asked. Did he not hear me the first time? I asked myself while I nodded, "yes, I will."&n

Amelia's POVEthan returned from work to hear the news of my pregnancy. It was just two weeks to my birthday and it felt so weird."Are you kidding?" He asked, looking at me. A grin was on his face and he burst out laughing the next moment. "Tell me you're serious," he pleaded and all I did was nod my head. "I'm pregnant," I added my words to make the scene a perfect one.He burst out laughing again before receiving the printed paper. "This is so true," he muttered, smiling. "Thank you," he told me this time, hugging me quickly and shortly."Thank you, too," I told him. He nodded and was on his side of the big bed again to sleep. "Can I keep this?" He asked before laying back on the bed. What do I need the envelope for? I asked myself, nodding my head at his request."Thank you," he greeted one more time before laying back to sleep. "Good morning," we greeted ourselves the next morning when we woke up. Life returned back to normal; Ethan went to his place of work. I, myself, continu

Luke's POVThe most anticipated day came, finally. I woke up angry and the only person I could vent and rant on was Scarlett. I got up from the bed and my phone beeped. It was a text from Boss. "We deliver by evening, take the morning and afternoon off." It read.I was happy, not too happy because I will eventually take the girls to the airport. However, my day was brightened when I received a text from Isabella. "Again!" I heard myself scream. Does she ever get tired of sex? I thought as I was headed to the bathroom for a bath. Since I had the morning and afternoon off duty, I can go to Isabella's place to spend some time before heading to the warehouse. "I'm hungry," I told Scarlett before going to the bathroom. She nodded, said nothing and left the room. The next thing I heard were sounds coming from the kitchen area. She is cooking, I told myself and made for the bathroom with my towel that is always hanging on the wall. My phone beeped when I was halfway done with my bath.

   Amelia's POV "What did you say?" "I'm serious, Amelia," Ethan answered. My tone was unusually different and there was shock written all over my face,  Pamela walked in on us, asking after what happened. "It's okay," I told her and she left the scene again, going back to the kitchen to continue with the cooking. "Human trafficking," Ethan said, this time he brought his voice lower than normal just so Pamela does not hear anything and shoots more questions at us. "Jeez!" "I don't know yet," he said this time, sitting up on the couch. "It's just what my men and I think it is. We are not certain, not yet." "I understand," I nodded. Ethan walked into the house that night, "I've got news from you," he told me. Initially, I imagined it was an update on my flight to Spain and got excited