All Chapters of Pregnant and Abandoned at Death's Door: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

I stepped into Alessandro Pushkin's mansion in the Hillcrest estates during an upper-class party in full swing. In my cheap sequined bodycon dress, I looked like a walking virus to them.A gunshot rang out. The bullet grazed past me and hit the floor."Alessandro! Your security is slacking off. A vagrant just wandered in!"I looked up toward the voice and saw the man I came for. Alessandro stood with his arm around the blonde who had just fired the gun, and she was staring at me with utter disgust on her face."Relax, Cristina. Next time, I'll teach you how to put the safety on first."Alessandro stroked Cristina Romano's hand affectionately and took the misfired gun from her."Why would I need the safety on? You never use yours." Cristina smiled seductively as she reached for Alessandro's crotch.That bullet had nearly killed me, but they didn't care. They just kept flirting. And the man I'd sold my blood and body to save, the man I'd given everything for, hadn't even glanced a

Chapter 2

I picked up a bill from the floor and threw Alessandro's family ring down in its place. "Keep the change. Consider it payment for this cheap piece of trash!""Hey! Come back! You took our money, but we didn't get a show!"Alessandro's crude remark triggered roaring laughter throughout the room.I clenched my jaw and my fists, then turned and left. Clearly no one took my threat seriously. Fine. They'd see soon enough what was coming for them.I barely made it back to my apartment before a vicious headache hit me. I had to call an ambulance to take me to the hospital.At first, I thought the ice-cold champagne had triggered some kind of nerve reaction. But then the nurse came in with my diagnostic report."The preliminary scan suggests you might have a brain tumor. What we know for certain is that you're almost three months pregnant."The universe had a sick sense of humor. The news hit me like a freight train. But there was no time to wallow. I frowned, trying to figure out my ne

Chapter 3

In suffocating silence, Alessandro looked me up and down. His eyes held mockery, disdain, and even disgust."Today's not April Fools' Day. You're not seriously claiming the kid is mine, are you?"I felt all the blood in my body rush to my head."Isn't it?" My voice trembled."Come on, Cecilia. You're a stripper. You probably can't even remember which men you slept with three months ago!""You bastard, I only danced! During that time, you were the only one I was with!" I shoved him furiously.He grabbed my flailing hands and said with forced patience, "Fine. When the baby's born, we'll do a paternity test. If it's mine, I'll have Cristina adopt him."What? My child, the baby I'd carry for nine months, handed over to someone else to raise? And Alessandro looked so magnanimous about it, like I should be grateful!Rage consumed me until I felt completely drained."You know what, Alessandro? I just didn't want my child to be illegitimate."I stopped struggling and stormed out, sla

Chapter 4

I threw myself into the one-eyed man's arms and sobbed.He stroked my back the way he used to when I was little. "Don't do this, Monica. We followed your plan and saw exactly what kind of bastard he is. He's not worth your tears.""No, Uncle Sal. I'm crying for myself, for the soul that just died. I was naive enough to think Alessandro would waver because of the baby. I was such a fool."After I'd gotten it out of my system, my eyes hardened. I dialed a number I hadn't called in six months."Monica? Are you alright? So, you finally remembered your poor old father?" My father's voice sounded hoarse and worn."I'm sorry, Dad. I shouldn't have been so stubborn. The moment I stopped being a Columbo, I felt every cruelty this world had to offer.""I heard what happened to you. I even wondered if God was punishing me."He sighed heavily on the other end. "But if you're willing, I'll do whatever it takes to make the Pushkin family disappear from Melcina.""No, Dad. We should make them

Chapter 5

"We have to accept the marriage alliance, but I know the Pushkin family has more than one son," I answered without hesitation."True. Their eldest, Ivan, is quite an impressive young man. But the old bastard says his firstborn is devoted to his dead wife. Even three years after she passed, he refuses to remarry." Dad sounded disappointed.How absurd. Did the Pushkin family specialize in producing devoted lovers? This was funnier than any stand-up routine I'd ever heard.Dad didn't know the details. He looked at me strangely, confused by my inappropriate laughter.I shrugged."I think I can handle him. But Dad, I need complete files on them. I want to know everything about the Pushkin family.""Monica, why didn't you take over the family business sooner? Some things require your touch, not your brothers'."Dad opened his arms, gesturing for me to come closer. I embraced him, and the familiar scent of his cigars was comforting."Alright, business is done. Now let's talk about you

Chapter 6

The moment Ivan heard my name, surprise, sorrow, and reluctance flashed through his eyes. Then, he slowly released my arm.I guessed he must have heard my name before. The one Don Pushkin had mentioned, the woman about to become his future sister-in-law.While he stood there lost in thought, I quietly pushed open the door and left the record shop. It was one of the properties that had been part of my mother's wedding gift.But I felt no joy from my success.Compared to Alessandro, Ivan had a calm and elegant presence. The devotion in his eyes was genuine, not some passing infatuation. It was an obsession with his late wife, and something stirred inexplicably in my heart.When I returned home, I began preparing for the engagement party. The guest list the Pushkin family had submitted didn't include Cristina, which disappointed me slightly. But I figured they wanted to avoid complications with my engagement to Alessandro.The day of the engagement arrived, and guests arrived steadi

Chapter 7

The surprise I'd arranged for Alessandro arrived fashionably late. I signaled my men to let her in.Cristina's hair was a mess, her clothes disheveled, and she wore only one shoe. Gossip and mockery rippled through the crowd.I watched from a distance, struck by the parallel between her today and me back then.Cristina rushed toward Peter. "Uncle Peter, where are you hiding Alessandro? Tell him to get out here and face me!"She acted like she was collecting a debt, completely ignoring proper decorum. Don Pushkin's hand cracked across her face."Your Aunt Nina can't even keep you under control, and now you're here embarrassing me!"I walked over and looked down at Cristina. My investigation had been right. She was Alessandro's cousin, not some childhood sweetheart. Their relationship was incestuous.Cristina looked up, squinting against the sunlight that hurt her eyes. It took her a moment to focus on my face."Am I seeing a ghost?" Cristina's voice sounded thick, like she had p

Chapter 8

"The doctor told me if you want to keep this baby, they'll have to perform a C-section two months early. And you might not survive the surgery."Once my condition stabilized, the doctors allowed family visits.Dad sat at my bedside. After just one week, his voice had grown even more hoarse.When I didn't respond, he shook his head helplessly and continued, "That Pushkin brat is outside right now. He's begging me to let him see you.""Which one? Alessandro or Ivan?""If Alessandro dared show his face, he'd already be sleeping with the fishes."Dad's words made me smile despite everything."Let him in, Dad.""Alright. I'll be right outside." After his warning, Dad pushed through the door.When it opened again, Ivan entered with the top two buttons of his shirt undone, disheveled hair, and several days' worth of stubble on his jaw. The unkempt look only made him more attractive."Monica." He tried to keep his tone controlled, but worry bled through anyway."I think you know t

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