Chapter 2: Two Lines, One Truth
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The look on Gabriel’s face was a mixture of shock and confusion, that was news he wasn’t prepared to hear.
“you’re what?” he asked, to make sure he heard right.
“I’m pregnant with your baby Gabriel” I repeated, rubbing my arms around my tummy still trying to read his expression.
His eyes shifted from mine to my tummy “and how are you sure?” he asked
I brought out the test kit and handed it over to him, he raised it up so the sunlight from outside the office window could fall on it, two sharp lines stared at him in the face.
He handed it back to me and paced around the office till he got to his seat “how long now?” he asked.
“about two weeks”
I searched his face for any sign of even the faintest smile, anything to feed my delusion, but there was none.
“you have to abort it” he replied, resting back on his seat. The words struck me like lightning, even though i expected him to say that it still hurt.
“Is that all you have to say? You don’t even care one bit on how i feel, you just want to carry on with your problem free life” i spazzed.
he stood up from his seat again and approached me “don’t say that, i care about you a lot but I’m engaged and this baby would only make things more difficult” he replied, looking at me with his seductive hazel eyes that always managed to make me weak.
“You didn’t know this when you made love to me two weeks ago?” I tried maintaining eye contact too but it proved difficult.
He looked at my stomach again and then grabbed my waist pulling me closer, i didn’t resist, i never did.
“In a perfect world, you would be my wife and this would be good news, but the reality is I’m engaged and this baby would only cause problems for the both of us” he explained, his voice calm and gentle.
I don’t know why a part of me thought he would want to keep the baby, maybe because a part of me desperately wanted to be his, but this was my reality.
“you say you love me but you clearly don’t” i said, looking into his eyes, he stared at my lips then back to my eyes “I’m obsessed with you Emma, you don’t know how much” he replied, his words erupted butterflies in my stomach but i had to maintain composure.
“you don’t mean that, if you di-“ his lips collided with mine and suddenly, nothing else mattered. It was slow and pure, his hand gripped on my waist pulling me into him, I circled my arms around his shoulders and in no time I found myself on top of the office desk.
it felt like i was being devoured but i didn’t mind being Gabriel Blackwood's prey, he laid soft kisses on my neck trailing down while unbuttoning my shirt “you taste so good” he whispered as he stripped me naked, exactly like the last time.
He picked me up again then sat on his office chair, after a few seconds of locating my core, he found his way in. I rode his wood slowly, he grabbed my ass controlling my rhythm, my pace increased gradually as we moaned into each other’s ear but just as we were about to climax, there was a knock on the floor.
We quickly got dressed then Gabriel headed for the door.
“Sebastian, so nice too you, it’s been long” Gabriel, said with joy in his tone, seemed like a close friend of this.
Sebastian was tall, very handsome and his scent intoxicating, he glanced at me then murmured some words to Gabriel who grew a smirk of his face.
I concluded it was a business meeting so i saw myself out, the momentarily bliss was short lived and i was back to reality, I was harboring an unwanted baby. Gabriel wants abortion but that’s not even up for debate, I’m having my baby.
I headed for my desk only to meet Camila there visually looking for me.
“Oh there you are” she said as she noticed me approaching, I couldn’t stand her, she was so condescending but i had to put up with her cause at the end of the day, she was Gabriel’s wife to be.
“Anything i can do for you ma’am?” I asked, the sooner we finish this conversation the better.
“Yes i wanted to ask you a question” she replied bridging the gap between us, this made my heart skip a beat for a sec, what could she possibly want to ask me, I didn’t let her see the visible nervousness in my face.
“Sure, anything”.
She let out a light smirk.
“was the s*x good?”
a whisper that send chills down my spine.
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