Lucky's POV"Lucky…"I froze and stared at Peter standing in the middle of the lobby. He's holding a bouquet of flowers while looking at me with those pitiful eyes.I clenched my jaws. What is he doing here? Is he really gonna mess with me every fcking day?I ignored him. I continued walking towards the elevator, not even paying a single glance.He followed me, but I glared at him and pushed his flower. It fell on the cold tile."Lucky, please talk to me…"I bore my sharp eyes at him. "Didn't I tell you we're over, Peter?""Lucky… Please! I'll do anything and everything. Just please forgive me. Let's start over again, hmm?"I shook my head. "No, Peter. What you're asking is too much. Even talking to you is already too much for me. I don't want to see you anymore. I made it clear to you last time, right?"My cold emotionless eyes remained on him as I stood inside the elevator until it slid close.His eyes are full of guilt and regrets. But it's too late. It's too late!I paused on my w

Lucky's POVThird week of my pregnancy, I went to my OB-gyne to have my check up. I'm relieved and happy knowing that there's no complication and everything is normal."Your cravings will start as early as 5 weeks. And then morning sickness will follow. It will stop in your second trimester and your cravings will eventually stop in the third trimester. Prepare yourself, Miss Salvador."I smiled and nodded. "I'm prepared, doctor. I'm even excited to see the gender of my baby."She chuckled. "That's normal. By the way, continue taking your vitamins, okay? I'm happy for you."After my check up, I went straight to work. As usual, Damien is in the company again. He's inside the conference room with Mr. Keller and they're talking about something.I was doing my work when my phone started vibrating. I quickly picked it up after seeing my mom's name on the screen."Mom…"[Lucky, Peter is in the hospital.]I paused. I don't know why I found myself looking at the glass wall of the conference ro

Lucky's POVI couldn't pick up my phone from the floor. When I got home, I felt my heart clenching. I'm scared. Peter threatened me that he will k-kill himself and I'm scared. I'm scared he'd do the same thing that my dad did.It was the weekend the next day. So I forced myself to visit Peter in the hospital. I don't wanna do this because seeing him hurts me but what he used to force me to come is too powerful. I can't ignore it. I can't let him die because of me. I can't let him do… that."Lucky…"He was alone when I entered his hospital room. Tears formed in his eyes but I kept my expression hard and indifferent."Y-You came…"I ignored what he said and stood beside his bed, just a meter away from him."Lucky…" He tried to reach my hand but I moved away. Pain flickered in his eyes."Why did you say that?"He looked down. "I don't have a choice. I was desperate, Lucky."Tears rolled down my cheeks. "You know h-how my father d-died. You know how sensitive it was for me. And you are so

Lucky's POVAfter washing the dishes, I looked at Damien in the living area. He's smoking a cigarette and when he saw me, he threw the cigarette on the ashtray."Come here, Lucresia. We need to talk.""What's there to talk about? You wanna tell me how you plan to hurt me?" I asked in a lazy tone.He stared into my eyes. "I'm here to have an agreement, Lucresia. I told you you'll be my bed warmer.""You keep on talking about sex. Why don't you just get a willing woman to fck? I'm not interested in you, Damien. And can't you see? I'm pregnant!"He laughed. "But I don't care if you're pregnant. I want your body. Nothing else but your body."I gritted my teeth. "What can you get from doing this, Damien? Why don't you just find another woman to satisfy you and leave me alone?""Leave you alone?" He laughed sarcastically. "Come on, Lucresia. Leave you alone and forget about how you cheated on me? That's not gonna happen. I want you to suffer. In my own hands, Lucresia. After you cried blood

Lucky's POVFourth week of my pregnancy, I felt uncomfortable with the smell of my colleague's perfume. My mood swiftly changes everyday and I'm sure it's because of my pregnancy. Also, I easily feel tired and lazy.While I'm caressing my tummy in front of the mirror, someone knocked on my door.My forehead creased. It's either mom or Damien again. But it's almost 9PM. So it can't be mom.I heaved a sigh. Damien has been messing with my life. He's almost living in my house.I opened the door and saw a drunk Damien. He lifted his face and his drunk eyes met mine. He smirked and entered without my invitation.I clenched my jaws and watched him as he dropped his body on the couch. He's been acting so cold ever since I called him self-centered. I should be happy that he's not annoying me with his sarcastic remarks anymore but why do I feel nervous because of his cold treatment?With crossed arms, I watched him take his shirt off and lay on the couch. He was lying on his stomach and when h