They both had their eyes cast on Giovanni, with a flirtatious smile dancing around their lips. One of the girls had long blond hair and was wearing an expensive-looking necklace with the skinniest gown that had a v-shaped at the front, making her boobs visible to everyone. The other was a brunette with short, wavy hair. She was wearing another expensive necklace like her friend, and she had on an extremely short skirt that I was sure if she bent just a little, her ass would be on display. She also wore a tight crop top, showing her belly button. I must admit, they were both beautiful and looked like they had just walked out of a modelling magazine."Oh my God! It's really Giovanni Reeves. I wasn't sure it was you, even when Stacey kept saying it was you." The blonde spoke, referring to the lady beside her as Stacey. “I don't know if you remember me, but we met at the end of last year's Christmas party. It's so good to see you again. I’m Diana,” she gushed as Giovanni smiled.I knew, f
I woke up the next morning with a heavy head. I was reluctant to get off the bed for once and just laid there for a while. I wasn’t sure for how long, but I could guess properly close to an hour.After a few more minutes, I desperately grab on to my cell phone, checking the time to see that it was nearly ten in the morning. Maybe I should have taken Giovanni’s opinion into consideration when calling in a doctor, because I was feeling freaking horrible at this point.I winced in pain as I tried to move, getting out of bed as I tried not to pay attention to the ache in my body, ignoring the pain somehow, and walking into the washroom.A groan leaves my lips as I try to carry on my usual routine. I reached into the shower and turned it on before closing my eyes and leaning back against the tiled wall. I didn’t open them again until the room was full of hot steam. The mirrors became hazy, making it impossible for me to see myself. The response was desperately needed. I stepped into the s
GIOVANNI’S POV.It was two in the afternoon, and I was beyond exhausted. I had to leave very early in the morning because I had a meeting to attend, and now what I wanted to do was get done with work and finally go home.With a sigh, I flipped through some files when a commotion from outside caught my attention.“You can’t go in there.” The voice of my secretary calls out panic just as the door to my office is pushed open and the one person I wish not to see walks in, followed by my very alarmed secretary.“I’m sorry, sir; I tried to stop her.” Thomas says, giving me a worried look.I cast a glance at Yvonne, who was dressed in a skanky ass dress. with my jaw clenched, trying to control my anger before returning my gaze back to Thomas. “It’s okay, Thomas. I will take it from here.”Thomas nods, casting Yvonne a disapproving look before making his way out of my office, making sure to close the door behind him.“What are you doing here?” I growled out, and my eyebrows furrowed together.
VICKY’S POVRichard and I moved through the hallway of the Dewitt mansion, with Cara following along.Cara reached towards her suite, turned to her left, and paused. “Are you ready to witness the most beautiful portrait you have ever seen?”“Yeah,” Richard grumbled out, making me roll my eyes, knowing he was curious to see what Mother had to show us.Giggling like a ten-year-old, Cara opened the door to her room. “Here we are.” She brought us in while rubbing her palms together. “There it is.” She points toward the portrait.Richard and I eyes trialled to look to where she was pointing, and my breath caught, looking at the portrait right in front of us. Every detail was captured so well that I had to blink to make sure it was real.“It’s beautiful, right?” Cara asked. Beautiful was an understatement for such mastery; little art could compare to such brilliance.“Oh my God!, Mom,” Richard said, absolutely stunned like I was. I couldn’t believe my eyes, and I just stood there staring at
Roy’s PovI opened my eyes and turned to see the doctor checking my vitals.He smiled. “Oh, you are awake?”I nodded and tried to sit up, but he touched my shoulder and kept me in the same position. “No, don’t stress yourself any further; you still need a little more rest.”“I just want to sit. My whole back aches.”“It’s normal; don’t worry. It will subside soon.” He said, smiling, “Come on, give me your hand.”I raised it, and he took it, took a closer look, and stared at me. “How much sleep have you been getting the past few days?”“Um...” I scratched my forehead.“Not nearly enough, it would seem. Do you have any idea why you are feeling so horribly?” He asked, then placed my hand back down, turned towards the door, pushed it closed, and turned to me again. He sat down on the edge of my bed and took my hand again. “Mrs. Reeves, are you aware that you are with a child?”“What?”He nodded and looked at my stomach. “You are pregnant. Your bloodwork has come back with a positive pregn
I felt heavy and unspeakably exhausted, and my eyelids were too heavy even to lift. I wondered dimly what was wrong with me, but it didn’t feel important enough to mention when my brain was a swamp.A hand grasped my limp fingers, where they lay splayed on the cover. ‘You will feel better tomorrow,’ the voice assured me with impressive confidence. ‘It’s your temperature. You have a slight fever.”I wanted to tell him I would be fine by tomorrow morning, but I didn’t have the energy, and I simply sighed as I shuffled my legs across the bed to find the edge. Letting out a puff of breath, I attempted to roll my heavy body.‘What are you trying to do?’ Giovanni demanded, sounding tried beyond worried, making me feel guilty."Bathroom," i said curtly, mortified by that necessity.I felt Giovanni push back the duvet and scoop me up slightly. He had gotten so used to carrying me around that now I was certain it cost him not a thought to do it. I probably weighed far less than I think I did,
It was five in the evening. I had quickly showered. I walked into the walk-in closet to do my make-up while Giovanni and Alexander both got ready. I did natural makeup. I didn't put any foundation on, but I put a little bronzer on my eyelids and cheekbones to give me the same colour.I picked up the dress I was wearing and put it on. It looked absolutely beautiful. It was a black dress that gummed to my body, aligning every single curve in my body. I took a minute to look at myself. I felt beautiful and powerful.I decided to use a little eyeliner and mascara with my pink lip gloss. Since my hair was already short and reaching my shoulders, I chose to leave it down instead of putting it up in a ponytail.I took out my phone to take a quick picture of myself and sent it to Vicky.I scroll past the pictures, moving to the ones with Giovanni, Alexander, and me. A smile graced my face as I saw how beautiful we looked. We had made so many memories in just a year. I stopped at the picture o
Sunlight on my face was what woke me up, as it shone through the window, nearly blinding. My eyes snapped open, just for me to close them back. I blinked repeatedly before fully keeping it open.I heard the sound of steady breathing behind me and rolled over to the other side, facing a sleeping Giovanni. I took in his handsome features; his mouth was slightly open, and his hair was a bit over his face. I smiled at how adorable he looked right now.I looked down at our tangled legs, with Giovanni’s arm wrapped around my waist. My hand reached up and brushed the hair away from his face. He stirred a little, his hold tightening around my waist.My lips rounded into a soft smile, and I felt my heart warm, but at the same time, I couldn’t help but feel guilty that this was the most rest he had gotten in two days. Maybe I should just be honest and let him know about the baby.I thought to myself as my hand found its way over to my tummy, still trying to comprehend the fact that there was a