The CEOs pregnante maid

A bad guy

- It's just that Luck... he's my friend," he sighs deeply. - "But sometimes when he drinks, he can be a bit... - He held my gaze and looked at me as if urging me to tell the truth.

- I'm fine, thanks.

I nodded, pretending to fool myself.

I arrived at the school entrance and wasn't surprised to find Vivian and Alice outside, waiting for me. I got out of the cab and walked calmly towards them.

- Nicole, what's wrong with you? - Vivian ran up to me, hugging me tightly. - We were about to call the police. What's worse, we had to come up with the craziest excuse so that Matthew and the supervisor would believe us and not report it to his mother. We told Matheus that you felt ill and came here before us. We also signed your arrival list as if it were you. Otherwise, you can bet your mother would have landed here by now.

- Nicole, where were you? - Alice took the opportunity to ask.

- It's just that I met someone. - The lie flows from my lips. - We talked late... I forgot the time.

- Ouch. Oh my. Oh my God! Don't tell me you had s*x with a stranger? - Vivian's mouth formed a big "O" of surprise.

I could explain the story, but I had a headache that barely let me think, as well as nausea, which wouldn't go away.

- No, it wasn't like that. - I answered at once, staring into curious eyes. - We just talked and that was it.

- And we met him? - Alice squinted. - Looking at my bruised lip.

- No. Look, girls, I'm fine, safe and tired. If you don't mind, I'm going upstairs.

Vivian and Alice looked at each other and shrugged. It took Alice a little longer to buy the lie, but in the end, she accepted it.

- Okay," she said. - I'll talk to you tomorrow. The important thing is that you're okay.

We said goodbye and went to our rooms.

At least a month had passed and I had practically no time to take in what had happened. The day after the graduation party, I woke up late and spent the rest of the day feeling sick because of the hangover. I thought about Luck for much of the day too. My first and only feeling for at least three weeks was shame, then anger, at myself, at Luck and even at my friends for letting me drink.

After that, I decided that I wanted it. I'd always been attracted to Luck and maybe at the time it felt good. I was drunk and probably didn't manage my emotions well at the time. That's why I thought the situation was worse than it really was.

I even thought about calling Luck, trying a second date without drinks to see if it would work. I ended up giving up when I received a message from Madeleine saying that she would give me about a month to organize things and move there, so that I could finally get organized for college.

Vivian, Alice and I hardly spoke to each other during those weeks, they were too busy receiving answers from the colleges and, as they didn't mention anything else about our graduation night, I chose not to comment on it either, there was no reason to make a fuss, let alone listen to them saying that they had warned me, as if I were a child. I was a little disappointed and ashamed of the way my attitude had turned out. I was known by my friends for being balanced, but it only took a few drinks for me to be reckless out there. So I decided not to tell them. It would only be between Luck and me. If we managed to get together and clear things up, then I would tell them everything.

Later that same day, I received a call from Vivian, arranging to meet at Starbucks. I hadn't been very excited about going out since my brain had started to assimilate that I'd been dumped. Luck apparently viewed all my messages on social media, but didn't make a point of replying to any of them.

And that was the only reason I accepted their invitation.

I left punctually at 5pm, when Matthew sent me a message. I arrived at Starbucks and sat down at my usual table. The coffee shop was busy for the weekend. I ordered a cappuccino while they didn't arrive. I sipped my drink while still looking at the menu, already choosing what we would order when they arrived. My gaze ended up straying to the couple sitting at the table in front of me. An elegant blonde woman in her twenties was blushing as she whispered something apparently innocent to her boyfriend. She was running her hand through her hair, her pulse racing in her neck, a small layer of sweat covering her forehead as she smiled. It was then that I realized he was shamelessly smooching her under her skirt. From my angle of vision, it was clear what was going on. The problem was that it was daytime in a public place and there were even children in the establishment. f**k! It had to be a joke. They weren't actually "m**********g" in public.

The rage grew inside me, I needed everything in me not to explode. I'd heard that there are no limits for lovers, but this? This was immoral and decadent, the establishment wasn't full and the family with children were too distracted to see, but I was watching, and that was enough. If anyone sat in the same direction as me, they would have the same view as me.

When a small bead of sweat ran down her face and she let out a muffled moan, I knew for sure what was happening. I looked around to see if anyone else was noticing the scene. Nothing. Everything around seemed to be working perfectly, people being served, the old coming and going. Okay, nobody was watching. Which didn't mean I had to. I stood up indignantly, ready to take it up with the couple. I walked around the table and, as I got closer, I realized it was none other than Luck Petrelli.

- What? - I said, looking at his eyes.

Startled by the intrusion, he quickly withdrew his hand and rested it on the table.

- What's going on here? - I said firmly. They continued to stare at me as if they were doing nothing.

- I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about," the blonde woman commented mockingly.

- Really? - I interrupted her, turning my back on her and facing Luck.

- Luck... - I whispered, looking at him, who stared at me as if he didn't understand.

- What the f**k? - he replied in a rude tone. His face was flushed with anger.

- What are you doing? - I asked as if the two of us had some degree of intimacy.

- Honey, what's going on here? - She got up, standing between us. - Do you know her, by any chance? Who is she? What does she want? - She spat out a string of questions with no space between them.

- Love? - I whispered, looking at him, feeling instantly confused. I definitely didn't know he had someone. It was such a shock to me that a wave of dizziness hit me.

He narrowed his eyes, closing his mouth and snapping his jaw. I had never seen Luck's angry face before, not even on the day we slept together. I felt like a gazelle going to meet the wolf.

- She's nobody," he answered at last. But I see it, I see the dark gleam in her pupils, the flash of warning. The hatred. - Just an advisor to my father's campaign. Why don't you go and pay for it as we're leaving? - He took out his credit card and gave it to her. Then he got up from his chair, leaving me alone.

I started to follow him, I needed an explanation. We left. He kept walking quickly in front of me, until he entered an alley next to Starbucks and grabbed my neck violently, pressing me against the wall. I hit my head hard.

- What the f**k was that? What's wrong with you? Do I even know you?

I wanted to answer, but I was scared. The way he was pressing down on me and holding my neck was making me breathless.

- I... I... the graduation party," I finally managed to say, as I tried to get my fingers around his hand to pull it away from me. He let go of my neck and I felt the tears streaming frantically down my face.