Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 121: Shattered
Trina’s POV
I was shattered by Gerald’s presence. As long as I didn’t see his emerald eyes, I was confident. In order to protect him after learning that my wish had come true, I kept my distance.
When I think back, I can’t help but think of that day. I nearly screamed with joy when I saw the final result.
Reality set me, and I knew Gerald would be fired because of an unanticipated pregnancy. We had a one-night stand; it was nothing more than that. He doesn’t want to ruin his entire future by having a child with me.
As I wept in my bed, I ignored his phone calls and text messages. Despite the fact that my parents were crying and my father was yelling, I acted like a strong woman in front of everyone while feeding those lies.
How could their well-educated daughter behave in such a sloppy manner? I don’t know how I made such a terrible error. Since our affair with Gerald came to a finish, I decided not to use any birth control pills until after we had a baby.
Mom had changed her mind and was looking forward to going now. She was excited to find out the sex of the baby so that she could begin planning and buying for the nursery.
My father was a bit of a jerk, but I always knew he was there for me. It was a constant battle for me to give him the sense that I was in control despite the fact that I was carrying a child with me everywhere I went. The fact that I had agreed to see James again made me nervous, even though I was convinced he would deliver. I knew I still loved him, but I wasn’t sure what we were going to do next. Somewhere deep in my heart, my desire to sleep with him became louder by the minute. My savage hunger was no longer quenched by my hand. When I had a baby in me, I couldn’t just go out and have sex with anyone. I was responsible for the best of the best results. In spite of my knowledge that having sex would put a strain on my emotional well-being, I lamented the fact that every night, my pussy craved his touch. When Gerald and I broke up, I was heartbroken since we had such a good time together.
I returned to the gathering, cosmetics in place and a big grin on my face. It was difficult to resist the temptation to follow Gerald’s lead and succumb to his seductive charms. While playing the owner’s daughter, all I did was mingling with the other guests. I suppressed my emotions and pretended to be delighted about the baby until I was all by myself in my bed that night, cuddled up under a quilt.
The next day, I received a text message. Dinner was provided in his house once again, as it had been in the past. When he asked me what I wanted, I smiled and made sure it met his requirements for being healthy. My health was excellent during my pregnancy.
I opted for capris and a t-shirt because I was meeting friends to study. When he brought in several huge salads and poured me some ice water, the room was heated despite its casual appearance. I answered all of James’ questions about the pregnancy in-between bites of lunch. The fact that he had already done this in messages and phone calls was a comfort amid the entire obsession. In the midst of it all, I was still enamored with him.
I was, in fact, taking in a lot of good food. No, I never had morning sickness, which made it more difficult for me to appreciate what people were going through. The fact that I could go to school while still taking a brief break after the birth of the kid was no problem. Everything was already set in motion without Gerald’s input. In the end, neither he nor I wanted to give up our hopes for the future.
Were my brothers upset with me? I’m enraged! They wouldn’t have known the father’s name if I hadn’t made up a foolish drunken party night as an excuse. They were warming up to the idea of being my uncles and helping me raise the child, something I was still dubious about. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
When we were done for the night, I wanted nothing more than a simple kiss from him. Attractiveness aside, the thought of him caring for me was more alluring than I had anticipated.
My next visit to that location saw me confront him head-on. As we exchanged passionate kisses, I shared with him all that my hormones had done to my body and mind. I could feel him stroking my lips with his fingertips as he worked to ease my suffering. Because I’d never felt well after a fling, I begged him for more, which brought us back to our first encounter.
I rode him after persuading him that having sex wouldn’t hurt the baby. He grabbed me from behind and made missionary some of the finest sex I’d ever had the pleasure of experiencing. For the first time in my life, I was able to satisfy a deep-seated desire, so I began making more frequent visits to his home.
As soon as we learned the baby was a girl, he went out and bought clothes for her. My mother and I went to find out together in order to keep my identity a secret. As soon as I could, I called Gerald and told him the news.
He made a beautiful area for her while I snuggled up next to him in bed and looked down at my growing belly. Because we hadn’t decided whether or not to notify my parents, I got a distinct impression that I was living a lie. While I was pretending to do this on my own, I wanted to show them that I was content and falling for him. Every time we were together, I’d make up a story about studying or attending class. One night, after two months of seeing each other in private, I looked at him in bed because I realized how it was affecting my academics and personal life.
" I want to tell them but Dad is absolutely ecstatic about these," I informed him as I massaged my naked belly. We spoke only about the baby when we did because my hormones made me value sex over communication. Our relationship was like a bubble that we lived in when we were together. My husband and I are going to be killed when he discovers that we had a daughter.
"Baby, I’m free to do so. I have money saved up and I can start a business to support us," Gerald stated as I glanced his way. "I will tell him. I’ll ask you to help me get married."
"He’s going to kill you. We are unable to inform him at this time. It was the last thing I wanted to do, but I couldn’t help it. When did it become so difficult?"
"It wasn’t intended," he said as I looked at the papers.
I was given the wrong prescription and now I’m in trouble. I think I’m to blame. I was now aware of the details of his divorce, and I felt sorry for him. I didn’t know much about pregnancy before becoming pregnant. "I don’t want to set you up for failure."
"You’ve done well. I’m satisfied." Gerald assured me, I don’t mind that this happened. After finding out about her, I had the opportunity to leave, but I chose not to. I want to be a part of his world.
"What makes you so sure?" When I saw his demeanor, I began to wonder. All he cared about was us, the two of us, and our baby.
"Yes. A solution is in sight." Gerald kissed the top of my head as I closed my eyes. As the weeks went on, my parents got increasingly worried, but I was glad they didn’t pay any attention to me at night. As soon as they woke up, I was already in the house.
Around the six-and-a-half month mark, they started phoning me more regularly if I was out late. I chose to go sooner, so Gerald wouldn’t see me, because I was feeling bad about lying. My knowledge of his efforts to focus on the approaching season opener and the effort put forth by the team made it clear to me. He was as concerned about my absence as my parents were, so I was aware of how much he was concerned.
It would have been a hassle, but I didn’t want to be a burden on my parents, so I decided against telling them again. It doesn’t matter if we’re together or not. He wants to see his kid. In no way, shape, or form would I interfere with James’ potential to be a fantastic father.
The more time I spent at home, we began to dispute frequently. My stomach was growing, and I was feeling more fatigued as schooling took a greater toll on me. Despite the amount of time I spent talking to and texting Gerald, he said it wasn’t enough. For whatever reason, I decided to visit on the weekends in an attempt to balance out my fluctuating hormones.
If I wanted to, I would have tried to please everyone, but it was exhausting to do so. I was eager to complete my education so that I could devote my time and attention to the other crazy aspects of my life.
