Forbidden Fate: Carrying the Billionaire's Heir

Chapter 6

I keep taking deep breaths to try to calm down. Whenever I stop to think about the problem, more questions come up. My mind is a mess of thoughts and feelings like confusion, fear, and anxiety, all fighting for my attention.

I was anxious, waiting for Nathan to come out of the shower. I had already finished my own cleansing process, which felt like it had taken me an eternity. When I emerged from the bathroom and glanced at him, it was clear that he wasn't pleased with our current arrangement.

I couldn't blame him; he's married, after all.

I jumped as the door burst open, and Nathan came out of the shower. When I peeked at him, it was like time stopped when our eyes met. We hadn't really talked before, but his intense look drew me in. It felt like we were talking without words. His strong presence and confidence captivated me for some reason.

His jaw clenched, and he looked away, as if he wasn't happy to see me. It hurt to see him like that. He didn't come here because he wanted to; it was just to fulfill his wife's desire for a child.

I don't know if Nathan's wife is aware of how lucky she is to have him. He'll do anything and everything to give her whatever she desires. I had a bittersweet smile on my face as I recalled my past marriage with my ex-husband, the one that had fallen apart in front of me.

“Eleah.”

I was taken aback, not realizing that I had been so lost in my thoughts. I quickly glanced up and gasped as I saw him standing right beside me, his body rigid and muscles toned. His presence was breathtaking, sending a jolt of electricity through my veins. His scent filled the air around us, the smell of wood and spices mesmerizing me further. At first glance I almost questioned if he was real or just a figment of my imagination but his closeness reassured me that he is real…

A god…

“Have you not been listening? I've been calling your goddamn name for God knows how long. Where the hell is your head at?”

My heart raced as the anger in his voice filled the room. I felt my face flush and the intensity of the moment made it hard for me to focus fully on what he was saying. His body, only partially covered by a towel, distracted me from where I wanted my attention to be at that moment. His powerful torso was like a magnet that drew my gaze towards him every time I tried to look away.

“I-i’m sorry. I-i just-”

“Spread your legs.”

My eyes widened in disbelief and shock. I was so taken aback that I couldn't say a word when he suddenly forced me down on the bed, positioning himself on top of me and filling me with pure terror. I felt my heart begin to race and my breathing become more labored as he pressed down harder.

“Let’s get this over it.”

“N-nathan, wait-!”

I couldn't help myself but utter an expression of fear when he abruptly forced my legs apart with no warning. I looked towards him, pleading to him to stop his actions, but all I saw in his eyes was a chilling lack of emotion that made it clear there was nothing that would be able to stop his advances. He glanced over my body and since I was still wearing a robe he tightened his jaw before pulling on the string.

"Don't f*cking stop me so we can finish this early.” He threatened with a menacing tone.

“N-nathan, no, p-please-ah!”

I gasped when he took off the robe and tossed it aside. I quickly covered myself, feeling very embarrassed as our eyes met. He looked at me from head to toe, and it made me feel anxious and scared in a way I didn't anticipate. His eyes got darker, and it seemed like he was looking at some parts of my body, making me feel very exposed.

He groaned, like he wasn't joking around with me about this.

“I said don’t f*cking block my way so we can end this quickly!”

His hand flew to my wrist in a flash, pinning it firmly above my head and pushing me back against the bed. I tried to struggle away from his grasp, but it was too strong, he had me completely in his power. The look of intensity on his face as he held me there was intimidating.

“N-Nathan, p-please wait! I’m not ready yet…” I pleaded, my voice quivering. We had an agreement but I don’t want this to be the way it ends! I needed more time to process what was happening!

No matter what I said, he refused to budge or take my words to heart. It was almost like his heart and mind had been shut off from the start, and he was completely determined to do things his own way.

He forcefully spread my legs even wider, using the weight of his own thighs. With his free hand, he threw away the towel that had been wrapped around his lower body. As soon as it hit the ground, I noticed the size and shape of his erection for the first time, this came as an unexpected shock to me. He started to move in closer between my legs and I felt a shudder run through me at just how close we were.

His eyes seemed darker than usual and I could feel the growing intensity of the situation.

“Don’t stop me, I’m going inside now.”

"N-no…please…”

Tears were already gathering at the corners of my eyes when I felt his member enter me. I shut my eyes and, suddenly, images of what I witnessed when Joseph was cheating on me with someone else flooded into my mind. That agonizing and devastating s*x scene that had unfolded before me stirred an immense wound in my chest. Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my cheeks as the sorrow overwhelmed me.

I couldn't take it anymore, my tears welling up as I begged, sorrowful and broken. “Please…it hurts...I can't handle this....” My voice was barely a whisper, barely audible through my sobs as the world around me began to spin. Everything that had been building up inside of me building in this overwhelming cry for help.

I felt Nathan’s body becoming rigid and his member that was halfway inside of me came to a complete stop. My eyes stayed shut, the tears still rolling down my cheeks. I was sure that my face must look like a complete mess and embarrassed by this situation, but I refused to open my eyes.

I thought he was going to keep going, but then unexpectedly I felt him lift himself off of me and as my eyes opened, I saw him sitting at the edge of the bed, facing away from me. Confusion set in as I tried to figure out what had suddenly changed his mind.

“You have time to come to terms with this. I’m leaving now.”

He stood up, his entire figure completely in plain view before me. Without so much as a single look in my direction he opened the door and within moments had left the room, leaving me all alone. I stayed there, replaying every last moment that had just occurred over and over again in my mind. In that same moment I realized I felt more exposed than ever before, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally too.

I hugged myself, and without realizing it too much, I fell asleep from exhaustion.

The next morning, I awoke to something bright being cast on my face. With my eyes still closed, I slowly opened them to see a ray of sunlight coming in through the window. My eyes widened in surprise and I immediately sat up straight. It's morning already?! How long had I been asleep?

I glance around, and the realization that I'm still alone in this room sinks in. A quiet wave of disappointment washes over me. I should have known better. He didn't see me as a real priority after all, he just wanted someone who he could use to bear his child. It's all he ever wanted from me, nothing more and nothing less - nothing to really invest his feelings into.

I move my body but something feels wrong. I look down and there it is, an oversize shirt that was two sizes too big, paired with an ill-fitting pair of boxer shorts. I feel a jolt of confusion as I stare at myself in disbelief, questioning what was happening. Is this actually real? But the last time I remember, I was not wearing anything.

I took a deep breath, my stomach grumbling in protest as I sat on the edge of the bed. As much as my body wanted to give into its exhaustion and stay in bed, something pushed me to stand up and go out of the room. I headed towards the kitchen to cook something.

The complete silence that filled the room was eerie. Every inch of the place was well decorated, seemingly fashioned with a minimalistic yet elegant touch. I found myself taken aback by how wealthy Nathan must be to have such an exquisite place, it was easily one of the most remarkable places I had ever seen. From my viewpoint, it looked like something out of a dream, or at least, a place you'd see on the cover of some sort of high-class magazine.

It reminds me of my old house with Joseph. I immediately shake off the thought of him invading my mind.

I went downstairs, and just as I was about to head to the kitchen, which I remember the location of, I suddenly smelled something. It was as if something was burning!

I hurriedly made my way towards it but quickly stopped when I saw what was happening. My jaw dropped when I saw him.

"Damn it!"

There, in front of me, was Nathan. He was wearing only boxer shorts, holding a spatula, and cooking something while wearing a flowery apron.