?? THE BILLIONAIRE'S STRIPPER

🥀♥️ CHAPTER THREE ♥️🥀🔞

I walked into the familiar building without knocking as I moved towards the door. Just as I was about to knock on it, it was opened widely by a grinning Nate.

"Nathaniel," I finally called out after hours of walking and trying to clear my muddled brain.

"I missed you too, shortie," he said, as he engulfed my whole being in a hug as I finally relaxed into his arms, letting my emotionless mask fall, as did my tears.

"Nate," I said in between sobs as he clutched my frame tighter.

"I didn't know you missed me that much," he said as he pulled me into the house, shutting the door, but I didn't reply. I just kept letting the tears flow, not wanting to hold them back anymore.

I tried to talk, but my words came out in a jumbled mess.

"What's wrong, shortie?" He called out with a soothing voice, all the while not letting me sink into the nothingness I have become in the past few hours.

"I am pregnant, Nathaniel," I said, and I felt his arm get loose around me, making me fall to the ground as I sobbed into my open hands.

"That's not meant to be possible; last time I asked you, you said you were still a virgin," he said, his eyes wide, taking a step backwards away from me that stabbed into my heart.

"It was a silly mistake; it wasn't intentional." I begged, not really knowing why I did.

"You know I have feelings for you, Sophia, and is this how you tell me to step back?" He asked, suddenly taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes furiously, looking like he was trying not to cry.

"I didn't know; I didn't remember to use a protec-"

"Enough!"

"You should be ashamed of yourself; you aren't even sorry for losing your virginity to a useless man who probably has wives and kids at home; instead, you are sorry for not using protection."

And that was when I realized how silly I was. My hand hung in midair as I dropped it to the ground. How selfish could I be to hurt him this way after leaving him hanging for two months without giving him an answer to the question he popped? How could I be this wicked to the only person who stayed with me through thick and thin?The most painful part is that I didn't regret it. Having s*x with the stranger wasn't something I wanted to prevent, even if I could have prevented it.

It was something I would do again and again if I was given the chance—to see those gray orbs again, starting right at me.

"I'm sorry." The word slipped through my lips before I could help it, and the next thing I knew, I was outside on the cold floor with the door locked and my frame sitting on the sandy floor.

I pulled myself up after minutes of waiting, waiting to see him come back and say we could start over again, but I saw nothing.

I kept walking again, not even noticing it had already turned dark while walking over to the club again, remembering I hadn't told Veronica of my leave.

I got to the club, which was starting to get scanty as I saw her probably retiring for the night after seeing no one to ask for her hand in bed.

She looked angry for some odd reason, but I ignored it and walked towards her to tell her about "the news".

"Veronica!" I called out as her eyes snapped towards mine, anger burning in them.

"Sophia, you better leave this place and never come back," she said immediately after she sighted me, and I sighed.

"I was just about to tell you about my quitting," I said, and her gaze suddenly turned to a questioning one.

"Pardon?" She said, and I wish I still had it in me to laugh when Veronica says her pardon, which makes her British accent sound deeper.

"I know you are angry, and I am leaving," I was about to say when a smile spread across her lips.

"No, not at all; I'm not angry; it's good you are leaving," she said, and it was my turn to throw a questioning gaze her way.

"Why?" I asked, not understanding why she would be happy when I was leaving.

"Well, you see, Sophia, it's because the man you slept with that got you pregnant actually came over last night, and he said he was searching for you. Apparently, I don't know how he knew you were pregnant, but it looked like he was going to eliminate you at all costs. Sophia, you have to run far away from here," she said, and I froze.

Lord, what other trouble have I put myself in now, getting pregnant for a man who looks like a CEO? Of course, he would be out to eliminate me because he wouldn't want to tarnish his reputation.

No, I can't let him have me; I can't let him harm my child.

"Thank you, Veronica," I said before turning around and running out of the strip club. Just as I ran out my eyes went to a poster I didn't notice for days and there was the picture of the man of my dreams standing in all his glory... Aleric Quinn the second richest man in the world.