Ivanna"Home, sweet home", Adavan beams as we step inside the villa after the honeymoon. We went to Los Angeles two weeks ago. I never knew the honeymoon lasts so long. However, Adavan has his own rules.The servants take our bags and move to the room. I quietly follow him. I'm feeling too exhausted after such a long journey. He lies down on the bed, spreading his arms."How are you feeling? It would be the best vacation for you, right babygirl?", he asks with a smile."Sort of", I say. "My best vacation is with mom and dad. You know we had gone for a picnic and.....", I was telling him with so much excitement but as I look at him my smile vanishes. He is glaring at me with his fury eyes."I mean... They are my mom dad. Not any guy....", I mumble. "So you....""You know I don't like it when you prioritise someone over me, even if they are your parents", he spits."I'm sorry", I mutter, lowering my hea

IvannaI am having cold shivers all over my body while thinking about the consequences. I don't wanna imagine what he will do after knowing this. That person neither has heart nor has humanity. What if he tries to harm my child.Anxiety runs across my veins as I hold my throat, trying to stable myself. I can't let this happen. He separated me from my mom, he snatched my love away from me. I won't let him do any harm to my baby. I hold my belly."I'll protect you at any cost, no matter what happens", I say in a firm voice, cleaning my tears.I hear the sound of the door when Martha comes inside again. My heart leaps. Did she already tell him?"Unfortunately, Master is unavailable now. Maybe he is too much busy at work", she smiles as I release a sigh of relief. "But he'll be happy if he gets to know", she says touching my chin as I clamour out."Nooooo..", I yelp, again sweating."What happened, Madam?", she asks worriedly, holding my

AdavanPregnant! Did I hear pregnant? The doctor must be drunk for sure."I'm talking about my wife. Ivanna Gomez. Which woman are you talking about", I shrug."Yes, yes, Mr Gomez. I'm talking about your wife. Mrs Ivanna Gomez is pregnant. Didn't she tell you yet? Oh! I think I ruined her surprise", she spits. However, I'm in no mood to listen to her nonsense.My head is spinning with her fucking words. Pregnant. Ivanna is pregnant. I repeat the words in my mind again. In no time, anger flows through my veins as I clutch my fists, clenching my jaw."How the fuck is she pregnant?", I roar, kicking the couch away. She has to answer. She fucking needs to answer me on how she can be pregnant.I walk faster towards the room and kick the door as I enter inside. Ivanna immediately gets up from the bed as she sees me. I can see the nervousness on her face. She is sweating and shaking in fear while looking at me. My doubts seem to be true. Fuck! I'm

ChristianMy head aches as I strive to open my eyes, finding a blurry vision of a girl in front of me. Rubbing my eyes I stable my vision and discover Emery sitting in front of me. I panic to get up, her eyes are glued to me, my heart beating faster, finding her next to me."Good morning", she smiles."Are you mad, Emery? Why the hell did you bring me to your home last night? Do you have some sense left? Do you know what have you done?", I lash out at her as she keeps looking at me, sealing her lips.I clutch my hairs, being frustrated as my head aches terribly."Are you okay?", she holds my shoulder. "Relax! Just look around. This is not my place", she says in a calm voice as I look up and roll my eyes, getting a huge shock. I'm at Ivanna's home."Here?", my mouth falls open."I didn't feel it right to leave you at your dorms. You said that Mrs Rozario is like a mother to you, so I brought you here", she smiles.I just remembe

Adavan"What are you trying to say?", I shrug. "Don't waste my time anymore""You have no right to be alive if her child has no right to live", she continues her nonsense as I clench my jaw."Don't you think you are crossing your limits, Martha?", I yell. "Shut the fuck up now""You made me speak today", she smiles. "You crossed your limits, so I had to cross mine"Remaining at a distance of three feet, we share strong glares."You knew that your mother wasn't happy with your father. You knew how badly your father used to treat her. He used to beat her every day. Despite knowing everything you never stopped your father", she spits."Because she deserved that", I yell."Yes", Martha shrugs, coming close to me. "She deserved that because she gave birth to you", she pointed me out, raising her index finger as I gape at her. "You were the reas