Pregnant by Billionaire

R-18.

"You should be grateful that you have parents," I told one of my coffee shop employees. She's been whining about how protective her father is of her.

"Ma'am, he's so protective of me, and I'm already 25!" she grumbled. I nodded.

That emotion is familiar to me, but I no longer have parents to look after me. I miss being treated as a daughter, and I'm alone now.

"That thing will make you miss it one day," I told her. I simply shook my head as she stared at me.

I took a look around and noticed that my coffee shop is quite busy. I checked my watch to see what time it was. What's taking Camille so long?

"Ma'am, Miss Camile has arrived." I nodded to one of my employees.

"Thank you," I murmured as I approached my companion, "please give us iced tea."

"I'm sorry, I just woke up, and Kiven kept asking me where I was going, as if he didn't know." She rolled her eyes, and I simply shook my head before sitting down.

I inquired, "I thought you split up?" She blinked, as if she had missed what I had said. "Camille, stop acting."

She glanced at me and replied, "Yes! We split up, and you know I love him, right?"

I'm not sure what I'll do about my friend. She was often grumbling about her partner, and whenever they had a quarrel, she wanted to meet me to tell me about it. She informed me they had broken up, but I had no idea they were still together.

"Whatever, I'm not going to believe you if you say you split up again."

"You know what, you should get a guy as well, so you're not bitter."

I told her, "I don't need a boyfriend." I don't want it, and I'm capable of handling myself. I don't want a lover who is constantly by my side. Even if I'm alone, I can handle myself.

My parents died in a car accident, and I didn't know what to do with myself because I didn't have any parents to ask because I was now alone. I was upset at the time, unsure if I could handle everything that had occurred to me.

Now that I'm alone, I'm not sure what will happen. I don't have parents because they've passed away, and I'm now on my own. I tried my hardest to be a strong and self-sufficient lady.

"It's Kiven's birthday today, and we're going to the club to celebrate; he invited his friend, and I know you'll like his friends!" she exclaimed. Our iced tea arrived after I rolled my eyes.

"Who am I to say no?" I wondered. With a shake of her head, she sipped her iced tea. I enjoy attending parties, which is why I'm constantly with Camille.

"That's one of my favorite things about you; you should come with me so you can have your guy."

"Here we go again. You know that I don't want a boyfriend. I'm contented with my life now," I said and take a sip on my iced tea.

"You should give a chance to date a man. You know, having fun?"

"I'm having fun now." She rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.

I don't understand why she kept urging me to go out with a guy. I don't want a boyfriend since I think having one would be distracting and I don't even need one. I don't need a man in my life since I'm happy where I am right now. All I want to do is have fun. Attend parties and get wasted because I only have myself now.

I responded, "Camille, you constantly pressuring me to date men, but I don't need any men in my life."

She exclaimed, "Whatever, you're just saying that because you don't have a partner, but when you do, you'll be like me!

I said, shaking my head, "No!" She's hinting that I'll be like her and become insane for the man, but I won't be. I don't want to talk about it because I'm not interested in that thing. That won't take place.

Camille remained at my coffee shop as we had a disagreement regarding my love life. She has always been like way, which I don't enjoy because she constantly asking and telling me that I should have a boyfriend no matter how many times I told her I didn't need one. I sipped my iced tea while shaking my head. She was grinning on her phone when I turned to look at her again. It's possible that her boyfriend texted her.

"Put down the phone."

She looked at her phone again and said, "What? Kiven texted."

I shook my head and remarked, "You kept using your phone."

"Why are you acting so grumpy today," she questioned, "Do you have your mens?"

I said, "I'm always like this," and cast a glance about. There are many customers today, and I was delighted to learn that they will remain loyal. I recognized a few people that frequented this location with their buddies or families.

"What's that?" I asked because she stood up and looked at me.

"Kiven texted me again. Let's go!"

I merely nodded at her and then we went to the club. When we got to the club, I saw some recognizable faces, and I knew them because of Camille. The vast majority of Camille's boyfriend's buddies are all pretty attractive.

We exchanged handshakes, and Camille introduced me to the one man, saying, "She's Shieladine, my buddy." I'm not sure why my heart is beating so quickly. We just exchanged handshakes.

He has great lips that are red like mine, and I can't believe he has blue eyes. He asked, "How old are you?" He has a lot of attraction.

I said, "I'm 26," and sipped my tequila. Oh, dear. Even now, I have no idea why I'm drinking. I told Camille that I should stay with her, but she's now with the other visitor in her boyfriend's company. God.

Harrison stated, "I'm 29." I nodded, but I could tell he wasn't done staring. Why? Am I covered in something? He should have notified me so I could take it off.

He commented, "You seemed familiar, though." Because Camille continued informing me of her boyfriend's buddies, I am already familiar with him. Because of this, I already know this man and I'm aware of his playboy tendencies.

He nodded at me as I said, "Maybe we previously met a lot because of my pal and her partner. I've been attending some events because I'm with them."

Oh, dear. He's incredibly hot and appealing even when he's not doing anything. What the hell am I going through right now?

"Are you okay?" He asked. I blinked when he asked me that.

"Y-Yeah."

"You're cute." Damn it. I need to calm and what did I just tell to Camille earlier, I don't need a man but what's this? This isn't me!

After that, we conversed and shared beverages. My head felt like it was spinning from the alcohol. We're going to Harrison's penthouse. I was unsure of how we arrived at his house. When we arrived at his house, I was really warm for no apparent reason and felt like I was about to pass out in his car.

Before I could say anything, he dropped his face, and our lips brushed passionately and smoothly together. He shaped his lips to mine in a very sensitive way.

"Uhmmm.."

From a slow and passionate kiss, it turns into a rough and wild french kiss. His tongue knocked on my teeth and I gladly let him enter to explore my mouth. He runs his tongue on my lower lip as he gently puts my lower lip in between his teeth before slowly and tenderly pulling it.

Next thing I knew we're already naked and he pinned me on the wall. I encircled my arms around his nape for my own support because I can feel that my legs are going to give up. I moaned when I felt his hand on my breast and I felt so hot because of it.

"You're already wet," he uttered while kissing my neck. I felt his other hand on my womanhood and I felt he entered his one finger.

"Oh my god!"

It's hurts. This is really hurts. I know that first time will be really hurt but I didn't imagine this. Oh my god. I'm going insane to what he's doing on my body.

He kept on moving his finger inside me and I feel so full about it. He looked at me while I'm moaning his name and claimed my lips again. Oh my god.

I whimpered as my apex of my thighs became more painful and when I saw his thing. My eyes widened, it's really big on personal.

I felt something heat on my tummy and when he made moved faster, something came into his hands and he tasted it.

"Delicious."

That's gross!

"Are you a virgin?" He directly asked me. I nodded at him. It's true that I'm a virgin. I heard he sighed and can't believe that I'm a virgin. "This is going to be hurt but don't worry, I will be gentle." He kissed my lips again. I didn't move my lips and I felt his thing inside me.

My tears fell down as he moved slowly.

"It's okay." He said and he grabbed my hand before putting it on his shoulder.

As time passes by, the pain slowly fading away and all I can feel is the delicious pleasure of him. I looked at his face and I can see the pleasure on his face. His body is also sweating very manly and gorgeously. I moaned his name and my nails scratched his back. He's fucking me very hard, rough and wild.

"You're so fucking tight, baby," he whispered while moving faster and deeper inside me.

I think I'm going crazy to what he's doing on me now. This is going crazy. Damn it and it feels great so much.

He captured my lips before savagely kissing me, adding more to pleasure we are both feeling. He even cupped my breast and played with it while moving inside me. He entered his tongue inside my mouth before exploring every corner of it. I disconnect my lips from him to catch some air.

He angled his hips before thrusting again making me scream harder and louder. I can feel my breasts jiggling wildly as well as my ass because of the intensity of his movement. He kissed me again to covered my moans and I felt so full with it. He kept on moving faster and deeper inside me and it's making me feel so good. I felt so better with it.

Seconds later, I felt something heat on my tummy and he moved faster again while I'm moaning and felt something on my tummy. My toes curled as my back arched. I gripped his hands and screamed when I get my release.

I thought we're done but he make me turned back to him and entered me without a warning. I screamed in pleasure when I felt his thing inside me, so deep. He moved faster and deeper while I'm gripping the bedsheet and moaning his name. I don't what to end what's happening to us because it's making me so full and so good.

"You're so tight, I want you to feel more me inside you," he whispered and make his thing more deep inside me.

"You shouldn't think that man again!" Camille said while looking at me. I told her what happened to me and Harrison last night. What the fuck? I don't know that I'm going to take a risk by giving my virginity to that man. What the hell was I thinking last night? Or it because of alcohol? Damn it.

"I don't know."

"Shiela you know that he's a playboy."

I sipped my coffee and remarked, "Yeah, just like your lover."

She shouted, "He changed, he's now a good boy!"

"Okay, whatever." I said. As if, I believe her. But to my observation, I can see that her boyfriend is really changed but the friends of Kiven was so playboy and I can't believe that I had sex with one of his friends. I don't know that it's going to happened. I didn't know that. I noticed that Camille kept on looking at me, maybe she's observing me.

"What? It still hurts?"

"Camille!" I said to her. She just chuckled and tap my shoulder. "What the hell Camille?"

I didn't say anything because I know she will tease me again. Damn it. It's really hurts and I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't even walk properly and I can't believe that I lost my virginity to that man. Damn it.

I have no idea why I'm acting strangely now when I haven't seen the man in weeks. I shook my head, telling myself to get back to work. We currently have a large customer base.

"Please, two caramel macchiato," the girl said. When I finished preparing her order, I gave it to her. When I observed the girl approaching the well-known man, my heart did indeed swell even more, and my forehead wrinkled. Harrison's here! God, oh God.

He's here!

I turned to one of my employees when she asked me, "Ma'am, are you okay?" I nodded in response. Once more, I noticed that they were conversing; perhaps they were siblings or friends?

"Shieladine!" I turned to face the person who had called me, and Camille was there.

"What?"

She taunted and chuckled, "Wow! What a grouchy boss." I couldn't help rolling my eyes at her. I don't want to see anyone since I'm so irritable right now. I'm not sure why, but I felt like I needed some alone time.

I asked, raising an eyebrow, "Why are you here? I thought you were going to be with Kiven."

She remarked, "He have a vital meeting that's why I'm here," and I nodded at her before turning my gaze away from them. Now, all I want is some solitude.

She looked at me and said, "You looked pale." My forehead furrowed. I felt like I was going to pass out these past several days since I've been so weak and didn't know what was going on with me.

I told her, "I'm just tired." It's true that during the past few days, I've been quite exhausted and unsure of what to do.

I told myself I shouldn't be with a man because I know I lose control when I'm intoxicated, and I've been thinking about that man ever since. What on earth is this? I shouldn't believe him because Camille already told me he was a playboy, and I also know that she was the one who introduced me to him.

After finishing my lunch, I made the decision to go see my parents. Camille and her boyfriend went on a date. She even asked me to join them, but I insisted that I wasn't going to. I don't want to be the third wheel.

As soon as I got there, I went to my parents' grave and gave them flowers. If I had known that was the last day I would see my parents, I would have told them how much I loved them both. I really missed them both. I find it difficult to accept that I am now alone.

When I was with Camille at the party, my parents told me they were just going to the mall to buy something. However, I wasn't with them because I had already gone to the party with Camille. When Camille introduced us to her guy, I was enjoying our night out with our friends. That evening and right before I left for home, it was incredibly enjoyable. My phone fell on my palms as I was astonished to learn that someone had contacted me.

I even recalled Camille approaching me and asking what had occurred. When I learned that my parents were in the hospital as a result of the car accident, I was utterly devastated. However, when we got to the hospital, the doctor informed me that they had passed away. That evening, I was unsure of what to do because I felt as though I hadn't had any alcohol despite the fact that I felt like I had. I was crying and in such shock. asking myself why it occurred to me. Why are my parents now deceased? What will I do now that I'm by myself?

I wiped tears on my eyes as I remembered all of those. I really can't hold back my tears when it comes to my parents. I didn't tell them how they're so important to me and how much I love them. They sacrificed a lot for me, to build my own coffee shop and when I'm still in college.

"Mom, I know you're watching me. You and Dad are always be in my heart. Don't worry about me, I'm okay here. I'm so sorry because I didn't make my promise to the both of you, that I'm still virgin until I'm going to marry the man I love." I laughed when I realized what I said. I'm so dumb for doing it to that man and he's a playboy.

I said and smiled before I placed the flowers, "I'm truly sorry Mom and Dad. I'm really okay here, don't worry about me. I know that you're both okay wherever you are. I missed you so much." I spotted something as I turned to head toward my car and glanced up towards the sky. I'm not sure why, but my heart missed a beat. Something curled like a fetus that I saw in the sky. Even after I opened my eyes to see whether it was real or just my imagination, the object was still visible in the sky.

What is this?

I shrugged and walked over to my car. I went to the church after seeing my parents and noticed that it was packed. I lit one candle at a time. I prayed while averting my eyes. When a baby cried, I heard it but didn't bother to look because I was in the middle of praying. After I was done praying, I opened my eyes and looked to see the baby. The infant was staring at me as I watched the girl with her spouse. My heart began to skip once more as I smiled at the infant.

This is so weird.

After two months, I was still experiencing daily weakness despite consuming mango and grapes. Camille seems really interested in what is happening to me, but I don't know why. I don't know what's going on, but despite the fact that I haven't done anything, I already feel sleepy. Every day, I want to cry and just sleep. Camille wanted me to go to the hospital for a checkup, but I told her I was well. She can tell I'm not okay, therefore she's not believing me either.

When Camille said, "You know what, I think you need to buy a pregnancy test," my eyes widened. We're in my coffee shop, and I just finished throwing up; I have no idea why I'm acting this way. I don't consume anything that will make me feel like this, as I just realized.

I asked Camille, "What are you talking about?" She gave me another look while supporting her chin with her hand. She seems to be reading my thoughts right now. I gave her a headshake. I find that to be unfathomable.

I'm not pregnant!

She continued to stare at me and exclaimed, "Just to be sure!" That is crazy. We're not yet certain, but I'm not sure that will happen. I'm not pregnant, but I will go locate the man if I am because he deserves to be informed that he will be a parent.

"Hom many pregnancy test?" I asked. Camille didn't say anything and just called one of my staff to buy PT, I was so nervous while waiting for it and Camille is calming me. What if it's true? What will I do? I'm not prepared for this and I certainly don't anticipate it.

"Here, Ma'am."

"Thank you." Camille looked at me and we went to the bathroom so I can take pregnancy test. "I'm here, okay?" She said to me and I went inside in the bathroom to take some pregnancy test. After I take it, I went outside and I didn't looked at the PT because my heart is beating so fast and my hand is shaking because of the nervousness.

My friend took a peek at the PT after I gave it to her. Her eyes widened before she smiled at me. I am aware of the smile, and I must admit that I was really anxious.

"It's positive," she declared. I noticed two red lines on each of the four pregnancy tests when I looked at them. I had no idea how I was feeling right now. What I'm going to do is a mystery to me. He genuinely didn't use a condom, and I wasn't sure if he was aware of it or not.

I visited the OB after learning I was pregnant so they could examine myself and the baby. According to the doctor, I am 12 weeks pregnant. I find it difficult to accept that it is actually happening. I don't anticipate this because that night was so unsatisfactory to me and I gave that man my all. I still find it hard to believe that I will soon become a mother. Camille was really protective to me and even suggested that I speak with the man. She is aware of the man's address, but I'm too afraid to go see him. What am I going to tell him? Will he remember me or will he think I'm lying? I'm not sure how to begin telling him that we're expecting a child. I'm hoping that he'll be pleased with my news and the impending birth of our child.

While getting dressed, I told myself, "You can do it." I even felt and glanced at my stomach. Is this a fact, or what? that I am expecting? I'm currently very happy, yet I'm also anxious. I smiled as I entered the living room and viewed the photo of our family. I smiled at my parents.

I turned to face them and stated, "You two are going to be grandparents. I hope both of you are here because I really missed you both. I know you're happy right there."

I once more wiped my tears. My mother and father cause me a lot of emotion, perhaps because I miss them so much. I rubbed my stomach once more. I am confident that my parents will be overjoyed to learn that I am expecting. Mom has been asking me when I can be married, but I've been telling her that I won't get married and now I'm already pregnant. I'm getting so emotional again. Is my recent bout of emotional outbursts related to the fact that I've been pregnant?

I walked towards to the kitchen so I can cook my breakfast. I'm craving for a pancake now, I touched my tummy and smiled.

"Baby, we're going to be alright."

Camille looked at me and questioned, "Are you going to his house?" She's been paying me visits at my condo because she knows I've been feeling upset lately due to my pregnancy.

I told her, "You gave me his address; I should go tell him what the news is." Camille sighed and did not avert her gaze.

"I wanted you to have a boyfriend before, but now that you have a kid in your tummy and that playboy delivered it to you, he's making me so upset; I didn't tell Kiven about it because he would tell his buddies," Camille said, staring at me with concern.

I understand why she's like this. She just want to be sure that I'm safe that's why she's saying and doing this. I know Camille and we've been friends since we're child. She's just want the best for me but I can't believe that this is happening to me now.

It's just a one night stand and now I'm carrying his child. I'm carrying my child, I don't know if I'm going to be strong now that I have my baby inside my tummy. We're now two.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." I smiled at her and looked at the paper that I'm holding. I already know his penthouse but then I forgot about it because I haven't going there and I'm sure, he will be surprise if he saw me on his door.

Camille kept staring at me, saying, "You kept telling me that, but that's not what I observed." She's quite concerned about my safety. I assured her that I was fine, but she was skeptical.

"I'm good, okay? Don't worry about me, Camille, and you said you had a date with your guy," I said as I stood up.

"You can drive?" She asked me. I nodded at her and waved my hand. I walked towards in my car and went in, when I looked outside I saw her still looking at me. I just smiled and drove. I hope he's on his penthouse. I wonder if he have a maids because I don't remember that I saw some maids on his penthouse or I'm just really drunk that night that's why I didn't notice that he have a maid.

I couldn't stop thinking about how he would react if he saw me. Will he be pleased or surprised? I had no idea what his reaction would be, and I was really scared. He's a very gorgeous and hot man, which is why so many women are swooning over him. I had no idea I'd be like that girl, but I'm not crazy about him because I'll just talk to him about our baby. If my parents are present, I vow they will be thrilled for me, despite the fact that it is completely unexpected.

Camille is concerned about me, as seen by her behavior. She can't believe I'm going to be a mother even though I don't have a boyfriend right now, and she can't believe I'm the one who's having a baby now. When I first learned about it, I was astounded. I'm not sure what I'll think because I'm already pregnant and expecting a child without a lover. It's quite difficult for me, but I'm hoping Harrison will be pleased if he sees me. Camille has already told me that the man is a real playboy, and that she hopes Harrison will confront me today.

After the long ride, I arrived at the penthouse. It's really big compared to my condo and it's really nice. I remembered the night that me and him went here. I shook my head and click the doorbell, I kept on clicking the doorbell but there's no one opening the door. My forehead creased because of this. Is there no one here? Where is he, then?

I sighed and looked at the penthouse. I shook my head and went to my car again. There's no one in his house and I don't know why. I should be back here by tomorrow. I drove my car so I can go home but before I went home, I went to the one store to buy some snacks for me. I'm starving. When I got home, I immediately went to my room to change my clothes. I didn't do anything but I felt so tired already.

I thought to myself, "I'm hungry." I opened my TV while gathering my munchies. Even though I didn't text Camille, she continued to ask me where I was and what had happened to me. I texted her from my phone so she wouldn't have to worry about me ever again. Knowing Camille, I wonder if she keeps texting me because she thinks I've had some sort of incident.

I texted her and then concentrated on the TV. While I'm watching TV, Harrison is on my mind. I had no idea what Harrison had done to make me think of him. I have no idea that this will happen, and because it has already happened, I have no control over it.

I wiped my tears when I realized that I'm crying again. "I'm being emotional again, baby," I said and touched my tummy.

The doorbell outside woke me up early the following morning. When I arrived, Camille was greeting me with a smile. She has a basket of fruits in her hands.

I grinned at her and said, "I knew you'd come." She gave me a hug before going inside.

She sat down and said, "You know that I will be here for you. So, he's not on his house?" To respond, I gave her a headshake.

"He didn't went outside to see me so, he's not there. I also don't know if he have a maids." She looked at me and nodded. I arranged the fruits on the fridge while listening to what she's saying.

"I saw him last night!" I looked at her when she said that. My eyes widened as my forehead creased.

"Where?" I asked, looking at her seriously. I just want to know where she saw the man. I've been waiting for that man yesterday.

I'm listening to her as she says, "I was about to tell you about it but I got drunk and I didn't remember it while I'm texting you. I was with Kiven last night and we went to the party." When Camille has free time, she spends it with her boyfriend and they go out on a date or to a club. Camille has been busy at work.

Is that the cause of his absence from his home? Did he attend the party? Harrison might be just that way. He enjoys attending parties just like I do, but I am currently pregnant and cannot enter a bar. Now, what do I do? I don't have his phone number, and I have no idea how I'm going to get it.

Camille looked at me and whispered hesitantly, "He's with a girl.." I get the impression that she is reluctant to tell me. I only smiled at her.

I smiled at her again and said, "It's okay. Harrison didn't know that we were going to have a kid yet, but I know he will be responsible after he found out about our baby." I just want a pleasant day so I won't weep again; I don't want to have a poor day right now. My pregnancy is sensitive, and I'm being overly emotional.

She muttered, "We're not sure about that," while examining her hands. I gave a headshake. I don't know for sure, but how can we find out if I don't tell him about it? Even though Harrison is a playboy, I know he is a decent man and is capable of being a caring father to our child.

Her eyes got big as I said, "I can see that Harrison is a good man." She gives off the impression of being unsure of what I'm saying and doubting my credibility.

We discussed Harrison and my plans for meeting him. I don't have his phone number. Even though I searched for his social media account, it was private, and Camille claimed that the lads were too busy with their jobs and personal lives to utilize social media much. Sighing, I took a glance at my phone. I am confident that I will be able to locate him and inform him of the impending birth of our child. He might believe me, I hope.

I'll make every effort to find him and let him know about our child. I don't want my child to grow up fatherless. I want to provide my baby with a full family. I smiled while touching my stomach.

"Baby, we can do this."