PREGNANT FOR THE BILLIONAIRE

“Smack your lips a little more to blend the lipstick” Melanie directed as I smacked the Lush Pink lipstick bringing the glow out as I smiled seeing how beautiful I looked on the neutral makeup she gave me “Okay here you go Etta, I will apply this lipgloss on your lips to make your lips glow even in the dark!” Melanie said smiling as she applied the lipgloss on my lips as she clapped her hands not able to control her euphoria.

I stared at my reflection as I could see a totally different Elizabeth Albie, my make up was neutral and beautiful but… My lips felt heavy and too glowed up which made me uncomfortable because I am never the type to put colours on my lips no matter the kinda makeup I did.

“Melanie, You really did a great job on my face” I complimented, smiling faintly.

“I know right? The Midas touch I got you covered bae” she said obviously feeling herself.

“But… Don’t you think my lip makeup is too much? Definitely it’s beautiful but you must not add colours to it. A simple clear lip gloss will do, my lip feels heavy” I said as she rolled her eyes heavenward.

“I knew you would complain, You’re welcome Etta, please get up and start going for your date” She said packing up her makeup kits “You’re lucky that I didn’t choose red” she mumbled as I sighed.

I stood up checking out the outfit she chose for me in the mirror. A black shinny handless bodycon gown, it looked so pretty and outlined my curves but the problem I had with it was the long slit that nearly showed my panties!

I bit my lips in frustration not wanting to complain to Mel about the dress. I didn’t want her to see me as an ungrateful fela even if I knew she would never see me as such but still it’s far better to keep shut… This was the kinda dress Nicki Minaj and other female celebrities wore for B. E. T and all.

My phone rang as I reached it, seeing Edde’s caller ID which I picked immediately, well… I wonder why the rush also.

“Yes…”

“Elizabeth, where should I come to pick you?” He asked coldly as a smile escaped my lips. I have been thinking of how to go in a taxi after all this lushness.

“Uhm… I can’t really direct but, Yeah you can track my location through my number” I said as he sighed.

“I don’t know how to do that, just direct me the best way you can I ain’t dumb not to know after a little direction”

“Give me the phone I will help direct him” Mel said, stretching her hand to my phone which I quickly handed her.

“Find your way Morey Estate” Melanie simply said as Edde ended the call “It’s that easy Etta, I don’t know why you always find it hard to get the Estate name to your head after so many years” Mel said poking my nose as I shrugged not wanting to feel dumb.

Just then my phone rang again. It was my mom this time, she must have been worried about not seeing me since I left for school, I sighed and picked the call.

“Hello, Mom”

“Elizabeth, where are you? Why aren’t you back and why didn’t you call to tell me that you might be coming back late tonight or something?” She said, almost yelling.

“Not like I saw you this morning and refused to tell you… Anyways I am going for dinner at Mr Reluc Loxley’s house to talk about this baby his son put inside of me” I said as I could hear her gasp from the background.

“You’re going for dinner at almighty Reluc Loxley’s house!?” She exclaimed as she immediately cleared her throat, maybe realizing her crazy attitude. “Maybe I should come with you to stand by you as your mom” She said as I heard a car screaming sound from outside which means Edde is here.

“Mom, I have to go now… Bye!” I said hanging up the call as I grabbed the mini handbag Mel bought that matched with my dress and shoe.

I quickly gave Mel, who was busy with her laptop a quick peck “Bye Mel!” I called out as I heard the car honk.

“Bye Etta!” She called back as I slammed the door shut.

I got outside to see the latest Lamborghini truck parked outside of the gate, I couldn’t believe that I was gonna ever enter a Lamborghini truck in my life or any luxury car in my life, yeah Mel has an expensive car though… A Ford but, it’s a Lambo we’re talking about here.

I walked towards the car, opening the door as I saw him seated staring into space like he didn’t notice my presence. He was obviously angry at me for accepting his father’s invitation but I don’t care. I just had to accept it to solve my little issue.

Maybe I will end up terminating the baby which I don’t know if I would like that, for some reasons I needed my baby to be born with my flesh and blood but knowing the things I would have to leave in order to take care of my baby… My dream profession and other things I wished to do with my life. I don’t want the baby.

“Hi…” I nervously greeted placing my bag on my lap. I could feel his cold black eyes piercing into my body as he obviously was checking me out which made me quite uncomfortable.

I looked down at my dress to see how the slit opened, revealing my thick thighs which looked so tempting that I was sure he had bad things going through his mind. The slit Opened almost revealing my panties as I used my bag to cover it which didn’t help much.

“Hi…” He said back as he moved the car into the driveway of New York City.

The drive to Mr Loxley’s house was weirdly quiet as only the loud music he played could be heard. Music so loud that it could bust the ear drum.

The Lambo screamed as Edde drove it into the parking lot which had even more expensive cars, the car engines stopped as we both came down from the car, as usual it was supposed to be the sweet manner I saw in movies where the man would open the car for the woman but how in God’s name should I expect such from a man like Edde Loxley?

My eyes drifted to the mansion as my mouth fell open in shock, was this a house or some kinda dream Disney world!? Even at night the mansion was outstanding with the expensive white lights around it and the chandelier that hung at the entrance.

I swallowed hard as I trailed behind Edde who didn’t care to call me in.

Entering inside the Mansion was a beautiful sight to behold. I couldn’t just imagine the amount used in furnishing the house.

“Oh… What’s your name again young Lady?” Mr Loxley asked, climbing down the stairs in a smile.

“Elizabeth Albie, Sir” I said in a bow.

“You look fabulous young lady, come in I have lots of special delicacies for you” He said as he led us into the dinning room which was a long table with about twelve chairs.

The dishes on the table all looked mouth watering but my mind wasn’t fully in it but whatever would be the result of my coming here.

Standing behind us were Females and Males wearing an all black outfit. They were obviously the guards securing him.

Dinner was served as we ate quietly only the clicking sound of the cutleries could be heard.

“So young woman if you don’t mind, can you tell me a little about you?” The middle aged Mr Reluc asked as I cleared my throat knowing how funny my life is, there is nothing reasonable to say.

“Uhm… My name is Elizabeth Albie daughter of Mr and Mrs Albie, I am from the U. S, California to be precise and I am a student” I simply said.

“Guess you’re born into an average home?” He asked as I nodded, “So tell me, what issue do you have with My son, Edde?” He asked as I turned to Edde who stared uneasily at his food.

“Well sir… I am pregnant for him” I said as he nodded, that was the last reaction I expected!

“How did it happen?”

I explained the full story to him even though I knew that I acted desperate towards Edde. I was so obsessed with him, I know that I will also be blamed for my pregnancy and I accept that I was also at fault for drinking more than my head could carry.

“Do you wish to keep the baby?” He asked as Edde raised his head staring coldly at me and I nodded.

“Yes I want my baby and I want the father to take care of the child, I can’t be a single mom” I said as tears rolled down my cheeks.

“Come on! Don’t cry Elizabeth, you will have your baby and Edde will take care of you both” he said as he rubbed my shoulders “But we will have to go for a DNA test to confirm if it’s really Edde’s baby”

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