The Billionaire's Pregnant Lover

Amanda POV My alarm rings twice before I wake up and switch the irritating thing off. I really hate mornings but I do not have a choice than to wake up. It is only five am and I should probably still be sleeping considering I came home late but I can't. I throw the covers off me and rub my eyes and stretch all the way to the chest of drawers to take out my work clothes. Tight fitting black pants that are getting too small, a blue t-shirt with the word "Bruno's " printed in a bold black and I take my vans shoes. I grab my towel and toiletries and underwear and head to the bathroom which is two doors from mine. Starting with a quick shower and then going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. I stare at the girl in the mirror. Ugly. Fat. Short. I have chubby cheeks on a round face. A small button nose, my lips are thick and dark, big brown eyes and frizzy black hair that reaches below my shoulders. I just tie it in a small messy bun and get dressed. I so happen to be 4'11 with large hips and a larger butt. My waist is pretty small and I have large breast but not the very large, large. They are good. I would say I have a beautiful body but with all the body shaming I get, it is safe to say, I am fat. Sorry I forgot to mention, my Name is Amanda Crystal Valdez. I am 20 years old. I live with my mom,Isabella Valdez and my twin brother Chase Tristan Valdez. We live in a small three bed, one bath apartment. So this is part of the reason why I am up so early, I need to shower early before Chase has to get ready for work as well but I also have work to get to. My first job requires me to be there by six thirty. This is because "people need their breakfast very early" or so says my boss. I just think he loves money so much that he insists on operating from six thirty am until nine pm and that way he generates more money. Anyway I do not just work there. My shift goes from six thirty to twelve thirty pm. And then I need to be at Uncle Timmy's from two pm until seven pm. On weekends I have to be at the book and CD shop. Do not ask me why people still use CDs in 2021, I don't really care cause it pays some of my bills. Anyway, I finish getting ready and head to wake Chase up. For some reason this id*ot can never wake up on his own. Or use an alarm for that matter. I literally have to wake him up daily or else he will be late for work. We work at the same places except at different times. When I'm at Bruno's, he is at Uncle Timmy's. On weekends he has to clean up the house cause I am working and he is not, I only have days off on Sundays cause the book/CD shop is closed then. Only then can I help out with cleaning. I know it sucks but it is not like either one of us has a choice. "Chase, wake up please. You are going to be late" I shake him continuously. He stirs and then wakes up. "Morning kiddo" he says in a sleepy voice. "If I was a kid, I would need your help waking up. Not the other way around. I'm leaving, please make breakfast for mom before you go?" I say to him and he just nods and gets up to hug me and kiss my forehead. "Just three more years" he says. Yes. We have three more years before paying off the loans. I just nod in agreement and walk out of his room,"love you" we shout at the same time. I check on my mother and find her still sleeping so I just kiss her forehead,"love you mom". With that, I head out to work. I kinda feel like something is going to happen today. I don't know what exactly but you know those days when you just know or feel that something is about to happen? Yeah. I guess I'll just see as the day goes. For now I have to endure the forty minute walk to work. I cannot really afford a car right now so I need to walk to all my jobs and trust me, it is a lot and I still do not get why I never lose the weight people say I have. I am literally a size 12 and my waist is small while most "pretty girls" are a size 6. But I am not really bothered by my size, I have bigger things to worry about. Like the j*rks that come to collect their money with guns every Monday. The bank took our home so we are renting for now. And worst part? The house was not nearly enough to cover the debt. *sigh*. This is all because my mother's late husband started drinking and gambling five years ago. That guy left us with a lot of debts and now that mom is sick, Chase and I need to figure out how to pay everything off. Funny cause he always told us how we were 'never gonna do anything with our lives'. And now here we are,paying off debts he made. Crazy huh? I get to work fifteen minutes before opening time and just my luck, my boss's son, Bruno jr is here. The guy really thinks I will date him. No way. I think he is cute and all. I also like him but not enough to date him. He just resembles his p*rveted father so much and I hate that. I just cannot deal with two Bruno's trying to get into my pants. And no, it is not because I am still keeping the one thing I have control over (my virginity) but it also because these guys are part of the mafia. And they also happen to be p*mps. And they are related to the huge j*rk who sends more j*rks to collect his money from us. Roughly. I cannot deal with that. My day is almost similar to every other day, besides this other woman that got here with a whole entourage of guards in black and you can clearly tell she does not belong in this side of the city. She is beautiful and elegant. She looks like she has been taken out of a magazine. If it were not for the small wrinkles on her eyes, I would have sworn she is 25. She looks like the "Real housewives" type. And the strange thing? She has been staring at me the whole time she has been here. And honestly, it is creeping me out. Emily (a girl I work with) comes to me. "Hey,see that fancy woman over there? She wants to talk to you". Against my mind that keeps saying 'don't go' I listen to my crazy heart and head over there. She is more beautiful close up. "Good morning Ma'am. Is there anything I can help you with"? She smiles at me. "Amanda my darling. Please sit. We have a lot to discuss" she says and I am shocked. First because she knows my name and second she is speaking to me so casually like we are long lost friends. This is a bit unnerving. "Is there a problem"? I ask her. And she chuckles. "No honey. I have an offer for you. One I know you will not decline".