The Bachelor Billionaire and his Mate

Episode 5

Lucia PoV

When I arrived in Oxford, I found an apartment with a roommate who also studied at the university, she studied medicine to be a doctor. She was fun, outgoing, beautiful and simply amazing. She made sure I came out of my shell we shared a three bedroom apartment, but because the two of us was pretty settled financially we decided after interviewing multiple candidates which seemed very questionable, that it would just be the two of us. We each had very odd hours, but when we did have time we loved cooking together. I myself studied advanced computer science along with computer science, I also studied web programming on the side so I had my hands full when it came to how I would spend my time, it wasn´t until a day said three months after I left everything behind I sat at a table at the cafeteria, feeling nauseous and the scone on my plate just sort of laughed at me, my stomach felt weird and I felt queasy by the thought of eating it.

that’s when I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders from behind.

“hey girl. I know you have been grumbling about gaining weight, but just looking at your food is uncomfo… wait, honey are you okay?” Angela said looking concerned.

“yes I’m okay, I have just been feeling a bit off lately, and my stomach is acting weird, I just, I don’t know.” I answered.

She raised her brow.

“girl have you been getting wild lately? And how long has it been since your last period?” I suddenly felt the change in her teasing leaving room for the professional schooled version.

I just shook my head. Before what she said sank in.

“no! I haven’t done anything like… (suddenly I remembered I hadn´t had my period since before Dany left us, meaning it was over three months ago, there had just been so much I hadn´t given it a second thought.)

Glimpses from that night at the gala, a masked man, loving me. only to be gone the next morning.

“I can see the answer, get up girl we need to go to the doctor immediately” she said before she hurriedly snatched up my scone and ate it.

I followed her to the doctor, and as we had suspected it turned out I was pregnant, and at twelve months at that. What shook me most was I had no say in what happened since everything went so fast, so I decided to follow through with the pregnancy which was troublesome to say the least I was bedridden for long periods of time, and I followed my classes from home, and I had a baby 3 months early so he spent the first part of his life in the intensive care unit for infants.

he was remarkable, his eyes was 1 to 1 the same as his fathers strong and powerful, along with almost every other part of him. At least from what I remembered from him, as I really never saw his face due to the mask. Angela had been a fantastic support, and she became a secondary caregiver, over the time she became my best friend and more like a sister, and she fell in love with Vincent as much as I did.

The years went on, when Vincent turned 9 both Angela and I was done with our education and I worked at home, most of the time I was connected to a firm as a freelancer, it came easy to me.

The most annoying thing I was dealing with was the occasional pain in my abdomen, in the evening mostly, and it felt like knives was stabbing my insides, it had been an issue for about ten years at this time and there was no pattern in the pain except it tended to multiply when the moon was at it fullest, and these nights the pains continued through the whole night.

I had asked Angela about it 4 years ago, and she been concerned and had consulted her teachers about it, and after lot of observation none of them had any explanation to the pain. So when Angela asked I simply started to say they were weakening, so she forgot about it and I kept it to myself. but it never lessened or if it did it returned again, but as fast at it started as fast could it stop again, sometimes there only was one kind wave of pain and it was gone again.

It was night and I had just finished my nightly routine, I looked out the window, and my heart sank to the pits of my stomach, the moon was full and I had seen tonight would be something they called bloodmoon. This had only happened three times before, the first year where Angela wasn´t home, 4 years ago which triggered all the investigations, and now today I knew what was in store for me, but I couldn´t do anything about it.

I went out my bedroom before heading to my sons bedroom, I opened the door a watched him sleep, he was so peaceful, I felt sorry for him, as he seemed to always be on edge, he unfortunately had a tendency to anger and often he talked like he was way beyond his age, he was a handsome boy and I had no doubt he would be a heartbreaker when he grew up, he was sporty, athletic, smart and very handsome, even if he had a tendency to anger, I feared all boys would want to be him and all girls would want to date him.

I looked around his room, a slick combination of football and gaming his football trophies was pretty much everywhere, I went inside brushed his lush locks away and kissed his forehead – my prince.

I walked outside and closed his door, I had just gotten two steps away, before the pain emanated and crippled me, I fell to the floor, and suddenly I heard Angelas concerned voice

“My god, Lucia what happened? I call 911 immediately.”

“NO! just help me to my bed, it will pass I just…. (I stopped while a new wave of pain was wrecking through me.) I can´t wake up Vincent.”

Suddenly I saw anger in her facial features “you know what this… (she became thoughtful, and I saw the moment she realized what she had forgotten). Lucia are you telling me you still suffer from those pains you had four years ago and haven´t said anything about it!?”

“well… more pain… you forgot about it and since nobody know what to do I figured it didn´t matter. I was just, I don’t know, it has been on and off but tonight is really off. I cant do anything to prevent it. it will stop.”

“no matter what we will eat together tomorrow all three of us, and we just have to…”

“No I can´t do that, I have an assignment at Black Industries they need help securing their firewalls and I have an anonymous assignment there.”

“So by anonymous you mean your alias?” she asks and I nod.

“Well, it doesn´t matter I will text you when I has picked up Vincent and we will come and get you. We need to talk and starting two days from now I have a 18 hour shift at the hospital. But I will let you be, call if there is anything I can do for you?” she said and I nodded and succumbed to the pain.