Billionaire baby daddy

Chapter 4

I extracted myself from the stranger's hands and sighed, it's been three weeks since I slept with Jason. I have been sleeping around, yeah you can call it all you want. w***e, b***h. I don’t care, I have a high sexuality and love s*x but for some reason, I definitely can’t find satisfaction with other men since Jason. It’s like he marked me or just did something to me and I hated this feeling, the feeling of being tied to one man. The guy in bed beside me sat up.

“My lady,” the man said and I rolled my eyes, “Did you enjoy last night?” He asked and I nearly told him to f**k off but held my tongue. I stood and wrapped a robe around me.

“You can go,” I said and he frowned. I smirked and put on my clothes right in front of him.

“I didn’t enjoy a thing,” I said bluntly, “You booked this hotel right?” I asked and he nodded. I shoved my hand into my handbag and handed him a huge wad of cash.

“This is for the hotel,” I said nonchalantly and put on my shoes while he stared at me in shock, he quickly stood and held my hands.

“I can’t make it better” he begged, “Please won’t you be my girlfriend?” He said and I roared out in laughter.

“Girlfriend? You must be stupid.” I pulled my hands from his. “Have a nice day”‘ I said and exited the room wishing that I had never allowed the i***t to stick his stuff in me, luckily I had used a condom.

Jason was the only one I had s*x with without using protection. Jason! The name kept repeating in my head and I scowled as I entered my car, why can’t I forget him? I mused as I drove home. The guy had surely done something to me. It no longer looked ordinary. When I got home my father who was always away was at home, in his study. He looked up as I walked in.

“Where the hell were you?” He asked and I glared at him, my father and I were always at each other's throats.

“It’s none of your business” I retorted and he smiled like that was the answer he was expecting.

“It is my business to know where my daughter is, my only daughter,” he said emphasizing the word ‘daughter’. I raised a brow.

“What do you care, father? You never paid attention to me, why now?” I asked. He studied me and laughed.

“Who said I never did? You are the heir to my business and wealth. It’s time you learned how to manage it, instead of whoring around like some s*x-crazed lady” he said and I grinned.

“Oh, I am. I love s*x” I said boldly knowing it would annoy him and sure enough his dark eyes hardened. He pushed back his dark hair and plastered a fake smile on his face.

“I’ll deal with you later for that, for now, you'll be taking over my company tomorrow, I should see you at the meeting” he stood and glared at me.

“This should be the last time, I hear you f*****g around, I’ll be sending my boys to watch you. I assure you they will kill any guy they catch you with” he said, smirking, and walked out of the study.

I scowled in anger. How dare he try to manipulate my life. I opened the shelves, brought out a bottle of wine, and poured it into a glass. I lifted the glass to my lips and sipped, closing my eyes as the flavor hit my tongue, calming my anger. I started feeling nauseous and accidentally spit out the wine. I opened my eyes wide and ran for the toilet and vomited. What was wrong with me? Then my eyes widened as comprehension dawned on me.

No no no, this isn’t possible.

I quickly ran to my car, drove to the nearest hospital, and told the doctor what was wrong. He was someone I knew and he quickly agreed to run some tests. He came out after a few minutes and beamed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked and he stared at me confused.

“Wrong? This is good news” he said and I leaned forward.

“What?”

“You are pregnant,” he said and for a moment I could hear nothing, I just went numb.

Pregnant? With Jason’s child. Oh God!

I looked up to see the doctor stare at me in concern. The only option was to abort it but I was scared of abortions since I was a teen, when a friend of mine died trying it. I stared at the doctor.

“Can you keep this a secret from my father?” I asked and he nodded in understanding.

“You can trust me, Miss Cassandra,” he said and I stood. Why did life suddenly decide to f**k me up? And when did I become so stupid to have s*x without protection? If my father was to ever find out then I was done for. I dialed Brielle and asked her to come urgently. An hour later someone tapped my window and I lowered it, Brielle's concerned face stared at me as she slid into the passenger seat.

“What’s wrong Cassie?” She asked and I groaned.

“I am pregnant” I announced and Brielle stared at me open-mouthed, shock-filled her features.

“Oh my! This is big” she said and I nodded. I just couldn’t abort the baby, I guess I have to keep the pregnancy.

“Jason’s?” She asked, I scowled and nodded.

"Should I tell your mother for you?” She asked and I shook my head.

“Don’t” I said firmly, “Don’t tell anyone, this is a secret.”

“And when it becomes evident,” she said, indicating a large tummy with her hands. I chuckled.

“Then I’ll elope till I deliver this baby,” I said and Brielle nodded.

“What now?” She asked and I shrugged and started the car which roared to life.

“We’ll act like nothing happened,” I said and drove off.

Like nothing happened.