Bukan Milikku 18 Novels & Stories

Because this isn’t funny. “Okay, but—wait. This is teen pregnancy, right? This is literally the definition of teen pregnancy. I’m eighteen! Well I’ll be nineteen soon. I throw my head back and groan so loud I’m shocked no one knocks on the stall door to ask if I’m okay. “I am so not okay.”

At eighteen, it wasn't something she'd given much thought to. 'But this is what you agreed to.'

my lips quiver and I press down my teeth on my lower lips feeling the pain yet not wanting it to stop. Back then, during the early days I moved into Alpha Thorne's house, I did not understand why Alpha Thorne brought me into his house. I did not know it was to marry me off to his son. I was only twelve…a twelve year old orphan. But it was the best offer anyone ever made to me. I had just lost my parents and had nowhere to go. I hear the leaves rustle and suddenly two men jump out of the bush. I scramble to my feet terrified.

I knelt down in front of him. "Augustus" I stroked his hair. "This rabbit belongs to the forest. It's a natural habitat. It likes staying here... It will be very sad if you take it with you... If you like it then you should set it free." "No, i liked it and i will keep it... It's mine now, doesn't matter if it is want me or not..."He said stubbornly. "I caught him and i can do anything with it because i am the owner..."

I wipe my mouth with a napkin, and then go to the bathroom to brush my teeth to get out of the apartment. I have lived in a very beautiful neighborhood in Montmartre since I left university. My grades at the best university in France opened the doors for me to work in the best company in Paris, the company of Demetrio Laureti and the great love of my life. Thanks to my effort and my hard work I have managed to climb, also because of my discipline and my character, because I recognize that I am not a submissive and kind woman, on the contrary, to that I am an imposing and rebellious woman, and for that reason I was never adopted in the orphanage where I grew up.

with people by their thirties? “Don’t look at me like that! I’m not a girlfriend kind of guy! And when I could tell that she might want something more serious, I ended it. I was nice about it! I don’t do girlfriends. I haven’t had a girlfriend since . . .” He sighed. “Anna”. Anyway. Except I forgot that I needed a date for this damn wedding.” Lucia pointed to the fourth finger that he’d raised in the air. “Wait,” she said. “How, exactly, is that your date ‘bailing’ on you?”

Or worse, think I'm much older than she is. And when you're a teenager, do you think you'll have free passage in Babylon? Not even! Only after the age of 18, like any other. I will not give you any perks. Don't even think about dancing in a glass box or pole dancing. By the way, if you even think about pole dancing, I think Barbara will kill you. Do you think Ben will live with us for life? Because honestly, it would be too much for me. What if he gets married... And has a child too? Look, I hate a lot of people walking around my house, so much so that I only party at my dad's mansion, because I'm a little jealous about my space and that's the only place in the world where I have privacy.”

Was I supposed to throw away the rest of my life like that? I patted the back of his hand, my gaze steady. "The DNA test is done. The child is biologically mine. Putting him under my name is only right." Surrounded by livestream cameras from every angle, we headed to the Vital Records Office to register the birth. I even had my butler send over my necessary documents. Whispers followed us everywhere. "She actually lives in Westbrook Heights… That's a villa district. Only wealthy families live there!" "If she lives there, why would she still chase rich men?"

I needed to make this right or atleast make her understand. "I have a lot to tell you but I think we should wait until your eighteenth birthday," I said, she looked at me confused, "why?" She asked, "just trust me, I'll abstain too." She scoffed and sat up further now, reaching for her clothes. "How can you when our mother is paying a whore to live in your college and seduce you!?" She wouldn't meet my eyes but it sounded awfully a lot like she was jealous. Could she be feeling the mate bond?

“Laura, I hope you’re happy, housing your father… You're such a big girl now. But for how long?” I knew where this was heading. Marriage. This… this is why I moved out. “I have lost my appetite. I'm going to bed.” The lazy noise of the chair against the floor made my exit even harsher. “You have a suitor, Laurabeth!” my mother wailed from her seat. “I have millions of suitors for you who would help us solve the problem of our bankruptcy, yet you reject them!” Father yelled. “Because I am eighteen and I just graduated high school, Mum! What would the neighbors say? What would-”