Pregnant By The Billionaire

4 We Are Going To Have A Problem

As the driver approached my home, I sent his tip via the app and greeted the door man of my building. I quickly made my way to the elevator and to my condo.

“First things first”, I placed my phone on the charger while thinking out loud. I am a firm believer in talking to myself and thinking out loud, so I don't lose my thought process.

Rushing into the bathroom, I turned the hot water on and placed all of my hygiene products on the counter to prepare for my shower and morning routine.

I made my way into my kitchen to set up my coffee machine so it would be done when I finished my coffee. I grabbed a glass of oat milk and vanilla syrup. My phone pinged back to life as I poured the milk and syrup into my glass before adding ice.

I texted my opening barista that I was running behind and her response set my mind to ease but I still wanted to

‘You deserve to be late. You’re always way too early and I know. I am already here setting everything up so the pastries will be out of the oven by the time you get here’- Mariah

I sent a quick reply,

‘You are a life saver. I am hoping in the shower then I'll be on the way! Remind me to give you a raise!’ - Alicia

Before stripping to shower my body was extremely sore and the hot water was doing wonders to my sore muscles and bruises. I always dreamed of being dominated the way Alex dominated me just a few hours ago, but figured men like that only existed in books. It was a great night and now I am back to life.

With my dry off towel wrapped around my body, I washed my face and moisturized my entire body before moisturizing my long coily hair and placing it in two braids. I applied edge control and swooped my edges and side burns to perfection. I was not an everyday makeup girl, so face moisturizer and sunscreen would do.

Finishing my hygiene, I poured my now cool coffee into the glass over the ice. Mixing it with a straw, I took a sip. With a nod of approval, I took my glass as I picked my outfit for work. Me and my safety are not required to wear uniforms, I only require us to wear an apron to show some uniformity while we express our own styles.

I settled on a pair of black distressed shorts, a halter top and crocs. It was hot this summer. I am a hot-natured person, but also with the coffee shop being so old, the HVAC system needs a lot of work and until we open the second location I don't want to close the original. I plan to refurbish it and add newer appliances while keeping everything else as close to the original details as possible.

Dressed, I placed a lid on my cup, grabbed my water bootle, keys, phone and bag before heading out. I pride myself on not talking long when getting ready. It took 30 minutes to get in and out. I walked to the parking garage to my car, speeding to work.

I backed into the spot behind my little coffee shop, meeting Mariah at the back door.

“What is that on your neck!”, she walked closer as I sidestepped her to place my things in the office.

“Good morning to you too Mariah”, I rolled my eyes.

Mariah is older than me and a married woman… She comes in with all kinds of stories about her escapades with her husband. I only hoped if I were to ever marry I could have half the fun they do. They are absolutely disgusting and I loved every bit of it. I knew she wanted to know and I wasn’t shy about listening or telling. I enjoyed hearing things she liked because she, like me, was very adventurous and open to trying many things and so was her partner.

“You are a grown woman… older than me act like that”, I feigned disgust.

“Shut the hell up and give me the details!”, she exclaimed as she pulled the pastries from the oven and I pulled my apron on.

And I did tell her every detail while we finished getting the shop ready for customers and I made my second coffee of the day.

“Oh my gosh you nasty! I didn’t think you had it in you”, she jumped around like a bunny, “the entire time I’ve known you nothing now. Not only do you have s*x with an amazing attractive man you just met, but oral!”.

“Oh hush”, I rolled my eyes, flipping the sign from closed to open while I unlocked the doors.

“When are you going to see him again ? Why did you slip out like a ninja? You should have sat on his face to wake him”, she giggled, leaning on the counter with her head in her palms like she could imagine the things I did.

“I'm not, it was a one-time thing”. I counted the drawer to make sure we didn’t need change. “I still don’t plan on being involved with anyone right now. I don’t have the time”. I sighed briefly thinking about how Alex would be as a lover, not just a one-night stand.

“Oh come on you don’t get a man like that every day”, she whined.

“I don’t even know that he’s a good man”, I countered.

“Well you know he’s good in bed and that’s a great starting point… better he knows that you have to teach him”, she stood as our first customer came in.

“Amen to that, but still no”.

I turned my attention back to my customer. We were always busy and I loved the rush provided by it. Open from 5-2pm, we were a hot commodity and my employees were able to have a work-life balance.

The time flew with a constant flow of customers until we closed.

My coffee shop wasn’t far from Alex’s apartment…

Stop thinking about him, I chastised myself.

I shook my head and continued my walk to the book store. I would love to have a book store in my next coffee shop, but I was still making plans for it.

Lost in thought, I failed to see someone walking out of a building on their phone until we collided.

“s**t”, my balance was threatened but I stabilized myself as the person grabbed me.

“Sorry”, he apologized.

I know that voice. I looked up but with the sun behind him I had to back up to confirm.

“No it's OK, I was lost in thought”, I replied. Side stepping Alex to go around him.

His hand grabbed my wrist.

“Wait”, he pulled me back.

“Yeah?”, I pulled my arm away but stopped moving. My heart was pounding in my rib cage. Just my luck, I would run into him.

“Why didn’t you wake me when you left”, he queried.

“I had to get to work and, like I told you, I don't usually do things like that so I didn’t really know how to handle it”, I fiddled with my braid nervously.

“Did you think I would be mad?”, he stepped closer.

“I didn’t know and the unknown makes me anxious”. I didn’t have a reason to lie to him, so I was honest.

“You’re interesting”, he narrowed his eyes at me, “Lets go for lunch”.

“I have plans”. I wanted a new book to curl up with for the rest of the day.

“Cancel them”, he said plainly.

“I don’t want to”, I rolled my eyes. Usually I hated it when people told me what to do, but for some reason his authority and dominance turned me on, but I still wasn’t going to give in. I didn’t want to get to know him. My thoughts were already betraying me and I knew I might end up liking him.

“I don’t bite”, he smirked.

“That is a lie”, I smiled.

“Well, I wanted to at least buy you a meal to talk about, but seeing as you’re not going to come, will you at least sit with me and have a conversation?”, he ran a hand through his hair.

“About what?”, I hated anticipating things and I didn’t like the way his mood was switching to serious when talking about conversing.

“In my car away from prying ears? I work here”, he nodded his head to the building.

“Oh uh”, I hesitated.

He grabbed my hand with a huff and pulled me to the car where a man opened the door.

“Hey what the hell are you doing”, I tried pulling my hand.

“Just get in the car”, his entire aura had switched. Pushing me in without giving me time to reply. “What the f**k is your problem?”. I crossed my arms over my chest, moving further in the car to give him space.

I pulled the handle on the other side and the child safety lock was on. If I wasn’t so pissed I would have noted how the circumstances of me being in this car were much different last night.

“Look, I'll make this quick. I am sure you know who I am and I don't want any problems, so how much will it take for you to keep this under wraps?”, He looked at me.

I studied his face and he was dead serious.

“What are you talking about”, I looked at him as if he’d grown another head.

He pulled his checkbook out to show he was serious.

“You are a lunatic. Let me out. I don’t want or need your money! I cannot believe I slept with someone like you”, I scoffed.

“Look, I had a good time but I'm sure you had intentions to seduce me before I saw you”, he rubbed his hand over his face, “I just want to get ahead of this before you go to the media.

“What the hell are you on about”, my heart was thumping and I was getting hot with rage.

“Listen, I have had relations like this before and I know how you women are. I would rather just give you money now… I can give you more than the media ever will and my publicity team won’t allow you to get the fame of the media by running a story”.

I sat up closer to him, my temper reaching its limit.

“No you listen d**k wad! I don’t know or care who you sleep with, but you choose gold diggers who have nothing better to do but try to mooch their success off of someone else who is on you! If you watched where you put your d**k and open your eyes and head instead of your legs you’d see it coming and see that I am not any of those things! We had consensual s*x as two adults. That is it. I never planned to see you again, but the universe just had to test me today”

I poked his chest, continuing to not give him time to spew his nonsense again.

“I don’t need your money, I have my own success and my business is expanding in a few months, as a matter of fact. So let me out of this car now or so help me, whoever you believe in, we are going to have a problem!”, I finished with my chest heaving.