Billionaire Ex-Wife Sweet Revenge

Raven POV. Who thought a one-night stand with a total stranger would put me in such a situation? I was staring blankly at the pregnancy test that was showing I was pregnant. Not one but all five of them I bought showed the same results. I was pregnant by a stranger. “Raven, when is dinner going to be ready?” My deadbeat of a father yelled from the living room. But I could not process everything and my world was collapsing. How did this happen? How did I make such a mistake? So many questions were running through my mind but one thing was clear: I had just ruined my future. The constant complaining of my father and the sound of our neighbors fighting one another did not help my situation, the house suddenly felt suffocating. I was tired of all this. I ran out of the house, shocking my father who was watching the long-awaited Champions League match of Man City against Manchester United. “Where the hell are you going?” He yelled as he stared at me with a confused expression. I had no idea what to do, there was no way I was financially ready to care for a child. I could barely survive on my own with my father's drunken habit, it was no help. I ran and ran until I could not anymore, it was not like running was going to help my situation. Then suddenly it occurred to me I left the pregnancy tests on the Bathroom counter. My father could not see them if not he was going to kill me. I was used to his abuse but that does not make it less painful. I ran back to the trailer to see him still sitting on his couch. I expected him to yell at me as I had not set the table for dinner and ran off with no explanation, but he ignored my presence. “Should I get you a plate of food now,” I said, but still not responding, he continued watching his match. I ran into the bathroom and my body instantly became cold, the tests were not on the counter, I checked the bin, and still nothing. “Where are they?” I asked myself as I searched the bathroom frantically. “Looking for these?” My father asked me as he dangled a white transparent plastic bag while he stood at the entrance with an angry expression. I have seen enough times to know what was coming next. He was angry. “Father,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper as I stared at him hoping to calm him down. “So you go f*****g around till you get yourself knocked up?” He yelled, throwing the plastic bag at my face. “Who is the father?” He asked. I could not say anything, I had no idea how to answer that question. “Are you daft? I freaking asked you who the father of that unwanted thrash is??” He yelled at me but I still could not say anything. Tears just fell from my eyes uncontrollably. I felt trapped. “Since you have suddenly lost your ability to talk I will beat it back into you,” he threatened, grabbing my hair in his palm before dragging me to the living room and throwing me on the ground. This was normal, but the situation was not normal. I was not alone anymore. I had a baby growing inside me and although I just found out about the pregnancy I felt protective over it. “I don't know,” I yelled out, surprising my father. Never in my life have I been courageous enough to tell my father but here I was doing that. “You better identify the person who gave you that child or I will beat the child out of your belly,” he threatened. I knew he could keep to his threat, although my father was an abuser he was the only family I had. “You have until tomorrow and don't even think of running away, because I will find you.” He walked out of the house grabbing his keys and I could hear him zoom off. I had to find the man, the tall handsome man I had been so stupid enough to sleep with. I walked into the bar, my friend Angela was waiting for me and she waved her hands in the air excitedly. Angela was a bartender at one of the most prestigious bars in town and my best friend. “Wassup girl, you look so pale, you good?” “Angela, I seriously need to speak to you?” I asked fidgeting in my seat. Angel was a friend who could read me very well. I was sure she immediately noticed I was not feeling too good because she instantly walked up to me with a worried expression on her face. “Okay babes, what's wrong?” She asked. “Please promise you won't scream.” “What all this Raven, you are scaring me. Did you kill someone?” She asked. “What? Hell no.” “Then spill it already. I don't have all night.” “I am pregnant!!” “What?” She yelled with her eyes wide open as she stared at me in disbelief like she could not believe what she heard. “Angela, you promised not to tell,” I scolded her as I noticed a good amount of people staring at us due to Angela’s outburst. “Who is the father?” She asked straight away. “I don't know.” “What do you mean you don't know?” “I seriously don't know. It has to be that guy, and I don't know who he is, I came over to ask if you saw him” “This is f****d up.” “I know, I need your help,” I begged. “How the f**k am I supposed to know who banged you, I was busy that night, and remember you did not pick up my calls till the following morning.” “Angela please,” I begged with tears falling from my eyes. “Okay stop give me a moment.” She walked over to her boss and whispered something to his ears and he then gave her a nod. She removed her apron and walked over to my side. “Come on we need to talk,” she said as she dragged me to a back room which I assumed was for staff only. “What is your plan? Did the guy leave anything we can use to trace him,” she asked. “No, nothing at all, only a stack of cash which he kept on the bedside. Oh! Angela, my father will kill me,” I cried. “Oh this is bad, how much was the money?” She asked. “five grand.” “That is a lot, that should help with the ab*rtion,” she said. “What?” I was shocked by her response. “Why are you looking at me like that, are you seriously planning on keeping the kid? How the hell are you going to take care of a kid?” She scolded me. “I can't k*ll a child Angela.” “Gosh, you are so stupid, having unprotected s*x with a stranger. Fine I will help, it was on the 15th of last month right well just hope the CCTV footage is still in storage, wait for me here.” Angela walked into thr room and after a while she came out. “Come with me, let me tell you something as a friend. Even if you find the man, there is a high chance he could deny the responsibility and most men who come to this bar are usually rich and married. Most of the singles are not looking for anything serious so I will advise you to think about it thoroughly but anyway let's check the footage first.” We walked into the control room and a guy called Carlos played the video of the night I came to the bar to celebrate my 21st birthday. “There that's him,” I said, pointing at the screen. I could recognize his handsome face even through the blurry images. His wavy kush hair and the feeling of it was still imprinted in my head. “Are you sure?” Angela asked. “Very sure,” I replied, not taking my eyes from him. I looked over at Angela to see her exchanging a look with Carlos. “What? Is something wrong?” I asked, confused. “Nothing.” “Thanks Carlos,” Angela said, giving Carlos a hundred-dollar bill before she dragged me out of the room. “What is wrong Angela, why are you behaving like this?” I asked. “Do you know the man?” I asked, referring to my one-night stand. “Yes I know him, everyone f*****g knows him well except you because you went ahead and slept with him.” “Who is he?” I asked as my heart pounded hard. “That man is...” “What?” I asked as she suddenly stopped talking and stared at something behind me which made me turn back as I wanted to have a look at what made her stop talking. And there he stood the man, who had placed me in such a predicament. “That man is Lucas West, the owner of Westwood Enterprise and the owner of this bar, he is my boss and he is freaking engaged.” ‘He is engaged.’ Those particular words resonated in my head as I stared at him and in that moment our eyes locked. And I saw the exact moment he recognized me.