Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 39687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39687 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
“I don’t want to be an absentee father. I intend to be here every single step of the way.” He reached out, putting his hand on her stomach. “We promised each other we’d make this work, and well, I’ve got no problem with us taking a chance on each other and diving into this headfirst. Our child will be loved, and I won’t turn my back on you.”
“What about other women?” she asked, putting her hand on top his. “Are you going to give other women a wide berth?”
“I’m going to be everything you need me to be, Laura. You and me, we can do this together.”
He cupped her cheek and wiped away more tears that fell. “You don’t have to be afraid anymore. I promise you. I will take care of you and our baby.” He leaned forward, brushing his lips across hers. “Always.”
“It was more than I could have hoped for.” Wrapping her arms around his body, she crawled into his lap, holding him. She had never felt so weak or so hopeless in her life. This was all new to her. “I thought you were going to leave me alone. Abandon me.”
“Not a chance.” He stroked up and down her back. “I’ll always be here for you. You have no doubt of that.”
She closed her eyes, smiling, enjoying his closeness, which was strange to her because she never thought she’d seek closeness from a man she had once hated more than anything. It just went to show her she didn’t truly hate him, and never would.
****
Marcus kissed Laura on the forehead gently.
She was already out of it and completely exhausted from the test and their conversation. He’d been able to put her to bed with some food inside her, much to Rosa’s relief. A pregnant woman needed her sustenance, and he’d been able to get her to eat something.
Entering the bathroom, all of the other boxes he’d been given were untouched. Just a single test.
Positive.
His wife was pregnant.
His job complete.
Only, this wasn’t even the end of it.
He’d spoken the truth to Laura. He wasn’t going to leave her alone to raise their child. He wouldn’t allow a nanny into his world.
Sitting down on the edge of the toilet seat, he stared at his cell phone, knowing he had to call his father.
If he didn’t, there would be questions later on as to why he didn’t inform him of Laura’s pregnant state.
Pulling up his father’s number, he clicked dial and waited.
He didn’t after to wait long.
In the background he heard the moaning of a woman, and knew his father was with his mistress.
“What is it?” Antonio asked.
“Laura’s pregnant. I figured you’d want to know.”
“She is? I never doubted you, son. You’ve got powerful swimmers, just like your dad.” His father had chosen not to have any more kids. Once his wife had given him a son, he saw no reason to fuck his wife, unless it was in punishment, and then he’d made sure to humiliate her as much as possible as to why he wouldn’t allow her to have his sperm. It didn’t stop him having brats with the women and whores he fucked though. He knew from dealing with the women how his father liked to mess up other women’s lives. It was one area of their lives in which they would never be alike. “Now, we need to make sure she has a boy.”
“There are no guarantees it will be a boy.”
“No, but until we know for certain, you have to remain with her. Of course, you can leave now, and just let the pregnancy take its course. If it’s a girl, once she has given birth, you’ll get her pregnant, until there is a boy, and we can make sure the Davis fortune is cemented.”
“My daughter would inherit,” he said, not wanting any of his children pushed aside.
“No, in our world, your boy will inherit, and if there are any pesky details of it not being the firstborn, we can take care of that.”
The moment he heard his father speak of putting his child in harm’s way, Marcus knew he had to get off the phone.
“I’ve got to go. I hear her.” Before he could let his father spill any more hatred, he hung up the cell phone and placed it on the counter beside him.
There was no way he could do this, or fix this.
Running fingers through his hair, he stood up, turned on the shower, and climbed into the stall after removing his clothing.
His father would take the life of his kid just to keep a fortune in their name.
With the water blasting out heat, he didn’t want to be comfortable. Switching the temperature to freezing cold, he tilted his head back and closed his eyes.
The cold allowed him to think.
Laura didn’t deserve this.