Pregnant by my ex dad

"No way, why would you f**k my friend on the night of the best surgeon day" I screamed after seeing Andrew and Aliana in the storage room.

"No way you would probably get chosen" Andrew said rushing out of the storage room

I closed my eyes and opened it again so I could get what exactly is going on right now

Is this a dream, obviously not this is real

"Aliana" I screamed

She rushed out of the storage room immediately

I couldn't bear the thought of Aliana seen with my boyfriend so I ran outside

"Jeez, that damn ugly thing" I said as I threw a punch at the car window "oh my Goodness" I dropped my bags and closed my mouth "damn I thought it was my car"

The owner of the car opened the car door and held my hands

"What have you done to my car glasses" he said looking so paranoid

I shivered in fear "oh no I am sorry, I am so sorry, I thought it was my car" I said begging for forgiveness

"Oh my goodness, you are hurt" I touched his face which the glasses left a scratch on "its bleeding" I said

He held my hands tight and away from his face

"I am a doctor, I am going to treat this" I said shivering and sweating

He held my hands tight and kissed them "These hands seemed very warm to be a surgeon"

"just like my cheating boyfriend said to me, damn him" I said fuming in anger

He laughed "I am serious, your hand are soft and warm"

I stared at his face for a while, we made eye contact leading to something else.

I kissed him and he held me tight giving me a deep kiss in return for some minutes

"Should we do this?" he asked me silently

"Yes" I murmured unbuttoning his cloths.

He stopped and looked me in the eye "Now you can either go home with me or think about your idiot ex, the choice is yours" he asked me

I didn't give him an answer but I gave him something more than an answer, I rushed straight into his car giving him a signal to hurry and drive, I touched his d**k till we arrive at his house. He carried me and pushed me little to the wall, he carried me up and kissed me, I moaned he dropped me and I keep moaning while loosing his belt.

He grabbed my face "Tell me what you want" he asked me silently , his voice made me wet immediately

"I want you to bang me hard, I mean harder" I replied breathing heavily

He loosed his shirt " Now let me show you what it is like to be a real man" he said as he pushed me to the bed "I will make you forget your little boyfriend ever existed" he added as he kissed me deep again

He carried me again to chair and removed my panties, he zipped his off and dipped his d**k into my wet p**y.

I moaned aloud

"Now you feel so good" he whispered to my ears as keeps hitting the spot real hard "you are wrapped around me baby, I love that" he added

I moaned again "uhh, fuck, oh shit, hmm.. hmm" I moaned

"That's it baby, let me hit hard now baby, its coming" he said slowly breathing heavily

I couldn't moan properly, my voice trembled

"That's it baby, good girl" he stopped and kissed my neck.

The next morning I woke up next to him, I felt shy and couldn't face him "oh my God he looks hot" I murmured

He walked towards me and told me to come downstairs for breakfast, I stood up from the bed and saw my panties on the floor, I flashed back to what happened and how it happened again "urrggghh oh my goodness" I said silently

He grabbed my hands while I was about to take the panties " come wash up first"

I rushed into the bathroom and took a quick bath, he knocked and handed me my panties.

After bathing, I rushed downstairs to see what he had prepared " he seems like a sweet man, he is also rich" I said to myself

"I live here alone with my son, so feel free with me" he said

I smiled and rushed the food so I could leave immediately

"Let me have your contact and your cashapp" he said

I dropped the tea cup and looked up at him while he stands "cashapp? Why ?" I asked

"Or you want cash?" he asked as he dropped a lot of money in front of me

I smirked "look here, I am not a slut, It just happened to be like that so please forget about it, let's just act like it never happened okay"

I dropped the tea cup and grabbed my bags

He ran in front of me trying to stop me to calm down

"Listen, I don't even know you" I said

"I also don't know you too, but we don't have to act like we don't know eachother" he said " what is your name ?" he asked

I stared at him for a while

"Come on" he said

"My name is Mirabel" I replied with a smile on my face

"okay cool, nice name can I drop you off?" he offered me a ride but I couldn't accept it

"No I am fine thanks" I walked out immediately

I walked down the road and stopped a cab, the though of how my life turned out only in a day scared me "urggghhh, snap out of it Mirabel. We are adults, such things happen" I murmured to myself

I am back home again, where I would be alone and lonely, I dropped my bag and had a nice shower.

I cooked a nice meal so I could eat and forget my worries, my phone ringed and my boss name flashed on it, I hesitated a little while before I could pick it, but who knows it might be important.

"Come to the hospital now" he raised his voice and hanged up without waiting for a reply, I looked at my phone in surprise

"What could this be?" I asked myself and walked to my room to pack my stuffs ready for work.

I rushed straight into the office, my heart racing with anticipation and anxiety. I was directed to the new Surgeon doctor, who is going to be my new partner at work.

I walked in his office as directed, And then, I saw him. My ex-father, John. The man I had slept with, in a moment of weakness and vulnerability.

He looked up from his desk, a mixture of surprise and guilt on his face. " Mirabel" he said, his voice dripping with shock "You work here ?"

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts.

John's expression changed, his eyes narrowing.

"Do you want people to say I am sleeping with my coworker?" John said, his voice dripping with malice. "Because that's what they'll think, Mirabel. They'll think you're just another office tramp, sleeping your way to the top."

I felt a surge of anger at his words, but I knew I had to keep my cool.

John's face turned red with rage, and he took a step closer to me. "Alright, I don't think I should care about what people will say all I know is I want more of you right now , Sophia" he whispered

I trembled in fear and hid the fact that his son was the ex I talked about.

I heard a knock on the door, and my heart skipped a beat. Who could it be?. I turned to John, but he just shrugged and gestured for me to answer it.

I made my way to the door, my mind racing with possibilities. When I opened it, I was shocked to see Andrew, John's son and my ex, standing in the hallway.

"Mirabel" he said, his eyes locked on mine when he entered his father's office

My heart sank at the sight of him.

"Dad, meet my ex girlfriend " he said, trying to sound cool.

John's expression turned guilty, and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Your ex girlfriend?" He asked .

I was shocked that Andrew could open up so fast like that , I glared at John and held my breath, John's eyes narrowed, his gaze darting between his son and me.

John shifted uncomfortably in his seat, avoiding eye contact with both of between the both of us

But Andrew wasn't having it. He took a step closer to his father, his eyes blazing with anger. "What is wrong Dad?" He asked

"Nothing is wrong, you can go son I have works to sort out" he muttered.

As Andrew stepped out, John rushed to lock the door and pulled me to the wall, his grip on my arm like a vice. I struggled to free myself, but he was too strong.

"Did you come at me to get revenge on my son?," he asked, his eyes blazing with anger. "Did you? ."

John's grip on my arm relaxed slightly, I shook my head in confusion trying to explain

"No you don't get, that night was a mistake for me" I said

He smiled at me, his eyes gleaming with a hungry intensity. "I want more of you," he said, his voice low and husky.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as he pulled me closer, his grip on my arm tightening. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

"I mean that I want more than just your body," he replied, his eyes burning with desire. "I want your heart, your soul, your everything. I want to consume you, to make you mine in every way possible."

I felt a surge of fear mixed with excitement at his words. No one had ever wanted me like that before, with such intensity and passion. But I was also wary, knowing that his desire for me was likely driven by his own selfish needs, rather than any genuine care for me.

"And what if I don't want?" I asked, trying to sound brave.

He laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, but you do," he said, his voice dripping with confidence. "You want to be swept up in the fire of our passion, to be lost in the depths of our desire. And I'm the only one who can give that to you."

He pulled off my uniform and rubbed all over, I could also feel his breath on my body, am I doing the right thing again I asked myself feeling guilty.

He pulled me to the office couch and took of my skirts, he set aside my wet panties and rubbed my clitoris, a moan escaped my throat, my clitoris became wet.

"Holy shit, you are wet" he said smiling wide

My eyes closing like a deamed light, he thrust his fingers into my wet p**y in and out, I kept moaning silently. He did it slowly that I couldn't even breath or moan properly, I quickly zipped off his trousers and touched his d***k, it's as hard as a cucumber, he leaned on me tightly and dipped his d**k in me, I moaned again, he slowly dipped it in and out, I could feel it I held him tightly and made him lean on me skin to skin.

"Oh my goodness, hold me tight baby, yeah like that" he whispered to my eyes

I could feel my legs shivering as he hanged me harder, I could feel something in me, he stopped immediately and kissed my forehead.

"You are so sweet baby" he whispered into my eyes, I smiled and dressed up quickly, I walked out of his office slowly to avoid being talked about.

As I slowly opened my eyes, the bright morning light piercing through the window felt like a sharp dagger to my brain. I groggily lifted my head off the pillow, and a wave of nausea washed over me, making my stomach churn with a sickening feeling. I felt like I'd been hit by a truck, my body heavy and weak.

I tried to sit up, but the room began to spin, and I fell back onto the bed, my heart racing. The thought of getting out of bed and going to work felt like an insurmountable task. I couldn't shake off the feeling of sickness that had settled in the pit of my stomach, like a dark cloud looming over me.

I took a few deep breaths, hoping to calm my racing thoughts and settle my queasy stomach. But the nausea persisted, threatening to unleash a torrent of unwanted contents from my stomach. I slowly turned onto my side, praying that the day would pass me by, and I could just sleep away the sickness. But the clock on my nightstand seemed to mock me, ticking away the minutes, reminding me that the day was young, and I had to face it head-on.

As I lay there, feeling miserable, the sound of a car pulling up outside broke the silence. I recognized the distinctive hum of Doctor John's Car, and my heart skipped a beat.

I slowly sat up again, this time more cautiously, and made my way to the window. I pulled back the curtains, and sure enough, Doctor John's car was parked outside

I felt a wave of relief wash at the same time I was surprised, I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering nausea, and made my way to the front door.

"Mirabel" he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners of the house as he walked towards me "Why do you look pale?"

"I am fine", I replied my voice weak and shaky "I am just feeling a bit nauseous and sick this morning" I added

John's eyes narrowed slightly, I hastily excused myself and made my way to the bathroom, feeling a bit more energized now. I quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes and carried my bag, trying to shake off the lingering fatigue and nausea. As I splashed some water on my face and ran a brush through my hair,

I emerged from the bathroom to find Doctor John waiting patiently in the living room, his eyes scanning me with a professional gaze. "Feeling a bit better, I see," he said with a nod. "Good. Let's get you to work, then. I'll drive you myself."

"I haven't even asked why you came here? And how did you get my address?" I asked, I couldn't shake off the thought, wondering why he suddenly came over to me.

He smiled back and gestured towards the door. "You are my one of my partners at work, I didn't see your signature on the attendance papers, so I wondered why you are late" he explained.

I nod my head feeling uncomfortable "okay thank you sir"

"Drop the formalities Mirabel" he said walking me towards the car.

As we drove through the streets, the silence between us was palpable. I couldn't shake off the feeling that Doctor John was thinking something was romantically brewing between us, and I needed to set the record straight.

"Doctor John," I said, my voice barely above a whisper, "can I talk to you for a second?"

He glanced over at me, his eyes inquiring. "Of course, What's on your mind?"

I took a deep breath, trying to choose my words carefully. "I just wanted to say...I really appreciate your help today, but...I don't want to give you the wrong idea. I mean, those times was a mistake, I didn't know you are Andrew's dad so we have to stop everything now before it gets out of hand , but...I don't think we should...you know.. do this kind of things, people might get the wrong idea once they see us together."

Doctor John's expression remained neutral, but I thought I saw a flicker of understanding in his eyes. "I see," he said, his voice measured.

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. "Thanks for understanding, Doctor John. I just wanted to be clear."

He nodded, his eyes returning to the road ahead.

As we walked through the hospital corridors, I couldn't help but notice the curious glances and whispered conversations among my colleagues. Some of them eyed Doctor John and me with a mixture of surprise and suspicion, and I worried that they might jump to the wrong conclusion.

"Doctor John, I think we need to be careful," I said, my voice low and urgent. "People are starting to stare, and I don't want them to get the wrong idea about us."

He nodded understandingly, his eyes scanning the surrounding area.

As we continued walking, I saw Andrew and Aliana walking towards us, I could sense that something is going to happen.

"Hey dad, why are you coming to work with Mirabel?" he asked "Mirabel, you can't seem to get off me right? You hopped on my dad for promotion or whatever" he added

I felt a stinging sensation in my chest, like a sharp blade had pierced my heart. The accusation hurt, especially coming from someone who betrayed me first, But I refuse to let his words sink in I took a deep breath.

"Andrew, do not make a scene here" John whispered to his ears and walked away

I stood tall, my arms folded across my chest and a fake smile spreading across my face.

"Aliana.. Are you having a great time with my ex boyfriend?" I asked smiling

Aliana exclaimed, I could feel her anger, its shown all over her already.

"Well you cant change the fact that he cheated on you" Aliana replied with so much courage

A subtle smile turned on my lips and I turned away. I knew my silence was more powerful than any words u could have spoken, I had chosen not to engage.

Aliana's eyes narrowed, her gaze following me as I walked away. I could sense her frustration, her desire to provoke a reaction from me. But I remained calm, my shoulders relaxed, my pace steady.

My silence was a shield, a armor that protected me from her venomous words. And it was also a weapon, a reminder that I refused to be drawn into her games.

As I disappeared from view, I could feel Aliana's anger and confusion lingering in the air. She was used to getting a rise out of people, used to being the center of attention. But I had denied her that satisfaction, and it had left her off balance.

I knew that my silence would haunt her, would make her wonder what I was thinking, what I was planning. And that was exactly what I wanted. For in the game of silence, I was the one holding the cards.