Chapter 5 Jone's Point Of View

"So when do you plan to give me an heir?" Scott asked.

"I will..."

"When will you? It's high time you give me an heir." He threw the glass cup at me, making Ava laugh as we all settled at the dining table to eat.

"Get me an heir! I think it's high time to start torturing you," he yelled at me. I felt ashamed and awkward, looking for tears to flow down, but they didn't come.

"I've told you, Scott, let's try again. I can barely give you an heir..." Scott interrupted her with his massive voice that echoed around the four corners of the dining room.

"Never will I allow you to do that. You are now looking older than your age, you shrink," he stood up angrily, and before he left, I felt nausea all of a sudden, rushing into the bathroom to vomit.

I took a deep breath. "It's alright," I whispered to myself as I saw Ava's face appear in the mirror behind me.

"You witch!" she bellowed and walked away in anger. I still didn't realize the major reason why she was acting awkward towards me.

I couldn't even argue. I went towards my bed to lie down gently and take a nap. The dizziness I was feeling was beyond me.

"It's alright, okay," I slowly closed my eyes.

With my eyes closed, I woke up to a familiar scent on top of me. "Scott," I whispered. Was he trying to have an affair with me? I didn't know what was going on until I passed out.

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I woke up to see some physicians in my room, my heart in fear, what was going on?

"Easy, don't be afraid," the lady said, trying to calm me down, I could see Scott and Ava glare at me with their hands folded.

"We don't have the whole day, what is wrong with her? Scott asked with his cold gaze.

"Something we all have been......" Scott interrupted again.

" Do you mind going straight to the point? He said, sounding aggressive.

"Congratulations, she is pregnant," those were the words that made me smile from my sleep.

"She just needs rest for a healthy baby," he bowed his head and left the room. I smiled and looked at Scott, who wasn't moved by the good news.

"Make sure you bear an heir and stand up. You need to work out," he commanded me.

"I'm tired, Scott. I can't move my body," I replied weakly.

"You have to. Meet me at the gym for training so my child can be like his father," he leaned towards me. He removed a gun from the back of his trousers, and I trembled in fear. He placed the gun on my stomach.

"Feel it, Daddy loves you," he laughed and left.

I didn't know I was a psycho's pet. Why the heck would he do that to his unborn child? I wrapped my arm around my stomach.

"Mommy loves you," I whispered. All of a sudden, I missed my little brother and wanted to see him. The last time I attempted to run, Scott punished me mercilessly.

The door of my room unlocked, and Ava came in with a tray of coffee and a broad smile.

"Congratulations, finally, you will give us an heir and leave me and my king alone," she placed the tray behind me.

"Eat this for the healthy baby. It is time to resume my work back," she smiled.

I knew Ava would be happy. She was waiting for this time to give her an heir and dispose of me real quick. How do I want to explain to her that Scott is my real mate, and I love him dearly?

I faked a smile. "Be a good girl and make sure my baby is healthy. Any mistake, I will kill you," she smiled and walked away.

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I went downstairs after changing into my clothes. I saw Mike Thomas, the guy who brought me here. I so much despised everything about him.

"Pet!" he said.

"Errand boy," I replied.

"Don't you dare call me that? I will blow your head off," he angrily said.

"Blow it, bitch," I dared him.

"I don't like it when kids joke with me. I don't show mercy, and I can wound you if you push me, whore," he added. Those were the words that made me angrier.

"A whore?" I gathered my courage and spat on his face. "Don't you dare call me a whore ever again?"

"First thing after delivering my heir, I will ask for your head," I threatened him, gritting my teeth together.

"In your dreams, child. Do you think Scott will grant your wish to have his child? You were sold to him, and you are delivering what he purchased," he moved closer to me and brushed my hair off my face.

"A child of nobody," he leaned his mouth to my ear. "Who knows, you might be killed after delivering his child," he said those words, and goosebumps filled my body. I felt so cold as I heard a gunshot coming from Scott's warehouse.

"He will kill you with no emotions, and I will pack your bones for my dog," he added, walking away.

I felt every single word he said. He was right. Scott was a man of no emotions. What if he killed me? I needed to know the plan he had installed for me.

I walked into the gym room with fear. The words Mike said to me kept recurring in my brain.

"What did he mean by that? What does Scott have installed for me? Does he love me the way I loved him?" These thoughts were running through my mind when Scott snapped his fingers.

"Don't make me call you into the boxing ring," he stated. I hurriedly walked into the ring. He leaned towards the unborn child in my tummy.

"Daddy is about to teach you how to be strong," he kissed my tummy, removing his gun and shooting it in the air. I was triggered by that sound and stood there in shock.

"You have to stop this!" I yelled at him for the very first time.

"Did you just shout at me?" he questioned.

"I'm carrying your baby. Shooting a gun can affect the baby," I replied to him.

"Huh, hurt him," he stepped closer. "A mafia alpha baby," he gripped my chin so tight, leaning his face towards me.

"Damn," he placed his lips on mine and kissed me passionately. I closed my eyes, and we played with each other's tongues. He withdrew his lips.

"You are messing with my head. I'm dealing with you," he dragged me to an area where different types of shooting boards were. He removed his gun and started shooting each board, and the bullet pierced through the point. I gasped in fear and fell down.