Accidentally Pregnant By The Wrong Man

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me pre

houghts, to a man I barely knew, someone I h

widened

ing my head high. "Just give me what

like I owned the place. It was bigger than I expect

napped, slamming the door shu

ore meeting his eyes. "Completely. Look at you. You're attractiv

aw dr

ant a relationship. I just need your

ertain. "Please. I am desperate. I ne

ike I had just c

h you? Are you dru

im hard. But when I pulled back, he had not moved. Hi

erfect to father my children. I closed my eyes and bit his li

r a man's mouth to taste

was new to me. I grinned as I suddenly felt something h

but I had seen a video once. Just one, by accident.

red into his sharp eyes. Most girls would probably feel intim

You're driving me

e my dress down the mi

wn on the sofa and spread

I felt his fingers massag

uttered against my skin, just before

*****

my little mad

Dad said cheerfully, smiling at

parents, munching on fruit like a little princess. Dad was r

g a baby, her body still looks like it belongs on

ealthy beyond imagination, one of the top business tycoons in the world. But do you know

man who used to promise me foreve

evable

urns out to be the real villain. That is exactly what happened. A classic betr

vacation, and of course, my parents insist

them? As

grandchild, Athilda ?"

through my food, a

to stop. It is like they cannot breat

eplied dryly, staring down at my

ntinued. "Do you still not have a boyfrie

s enough to make my grip

en,

w my siste

e father o

sitting across t

vely fami

k down and gave

You taught us to respect others, but now you are disre

ole body was tensed from the anger rising inside me. I wa

t I did not even glance at him. Choke on it

re they acting like I am alr

Mom and Dad stood up from the table, gla

ther like that?" Dad shouted,

eins in his neck

softly, placing a hand on his arm. She looked at me with

ho destroyed our relationship. She is t

my appetite

t to the stairs, ignoring the

g at a table where I was treated like a burden, wh

room and slammed

tared up at the ceiling, trying t

ust because I do not have a boyfriend or a chi

ot even tried dating again. What he did was

I trust an

o full years. Only to find out he

love with my sister. I was just his

he could not live without me... all fake. It was all a game to make my si

But that was over

ant to believe I have. But sometimes, the bi

It is like there is a wall between us now, something heavy, something permanent. We

ut that is the tru

nt two of those years living in Canada. My sister is twenty-five no

e in age to your sister. He might just leave yo

f us. And sadly, most men these days prefer women who seem mature,

oised. My parents' favourite. She got the guy I love

o got left behind. The one who was not chosen. The one

. I am so insecure. And I am