The Billionaire Got Me Pregnant

Stella stared down at her phone screen, her mind trying to decipher what was being written in the form of a text message.

She re-read the message again just to be sure that she wasn't reading wrongly. Apparently it was a break up text from her boyfriend, ex-boyfriend if you may choose to call him that, his name was Derrick.

It wrote: Stella, to be honest I don't think I can do this anymore. You don't never bother yourself to open up to me, heck you don't even try to discuss your feelings with me. And so I have decided to end things with you, I can't be with someone that's emotionally unavailable. This is goodbye.

She switched off her phone and placed it on her on the table, she felt tears pricked at the corner of her eyes but held it back due to her not wanting to ruin the make-up that took hours to create on her face. Plus it wasn't waterproof anyways.

She inhaled and exhaled, using her fingers to gently caress her temples and then softly run them through her hair. There was a knock on the door followed by a voice telling her that her break time was up, and she needed to get back on set.

She stood up from the chair, with her phone in her hand, she looked at the mirror and put on a smile, for everyone to see and think that she was ok.

You don't need him. You never needed him anyways. You only need yourself.

She kept on repeating it in her head like a mantra, even as she went outside, as the makeup artist retouched her face, as she stood behind the white background. Even as the camera man took her picture, she kept saying those words: You don't need him!

****

The photoshoot was over, and it was time for her to head on home. Anna Maple, her manager and also best friend, offered her a ride to her house, which she gleefully accepted, due to her being to drained to even order an Uber.

They both got inside the sleek black Mercedes-Benz that Anna own, she always took pride in the fact that she owned such a beauty. Stella would have bought a car of her own, if she knew how to drive that is.

Anna slowly backed away from the parking lot, and ease her car onto the street. There was a silence that emitted from the both of them which Stella was grateful for and also dreaded, cause the next traffic light would require her to talk to Anna, cause Stella was certain that Anna knew something was up with her, despite her best efforts to conceal the fact that there is nothing wrong.

As soon as Anna stopped at a red light, her hands were placed on the steering wheel, without looking at Stella, she said, "You know you can fool everyone in this world, but you cannot fool me. I can tell that something is wrong with you, so," she turned her head towards her. "What's up?"

Stella threw her head back and let out a groan, "Why are you like this?"

Anna let out a laugh, "Cause we both have been friends for the longest time." Then her voice took a concern tone, "Now tell me what's wrong?"

Stella let out a sigh, "He broke up with me." She whispered softly.

The traffic light turned yellow, Anna started the car back up.

"I am so sorry," Anna said eyes focused on the road ahead of her. "So, what do you want to do now?" She asked, as the light turned green she drove ahead along with the other cars.

"I don't know, I feel stressed. I am stuck between going into the comfort of my home and just laying about in my PJs and eating one big tub of ice cream, or going to the club and getting drunk off my ass and probably fuck a complete stranger." She let out a slight chuckle on the last sentence.

"Well, it's Friday, plus there is a club that just opened about a month ago that is gaining popularity each week." Anna suggested, her eyes casting her a quick glance, before it went back to the road.

"I genuinely don't know, do you want us to go together?"

"It doesn't seem like a bad idea."

"Ok let's go."

Anna took a different route and headed to the direction of the club.

She parked at a free parking spot, which she was lucky she even managed to find, due to how full this place was each Friday night. They both got out of the car and headed towards the front of the club.

After waiting in line for what seemed to be about 30 minutes they finally got inside the club and the loud music and strobing lights made Stella feel dizzy

Stella held onto Anna for support, as she led her to the bar, walking past people dancing and grinding on each other. When they finally reach the bar, they ordered for two shots of tequila.

"You get drunk off your ass tonight and if you are lucky enough snag a sexy looking man while you are at." Anna said as soon as the bartender brought their drinks for them.

Both her and Anna simultaneously took shots of the drink, Stella winced as the drink passed down her throat and settled in her belly.

She ordered for more drinks, and kept on drinking till she felt wasted. Her mind began reeling on how things could have been better with both her and Derrick if she was just a little bit more opened up about her feelings.

As she was resting her head on top of the counter at the bar, with tears in her eyes, she felt the presence of someone next to her.

She then heard a gruff voice saying, "Give me a shot of Bacardi."

Stella turn her face to cast a brief glance at the person, only to see one of the most sexiest man that she has ever come across. He had chestnut brown hair, was wearing a white t-shirt that hugged his well toned muscles, and black pants.

She sat up straight and began fixing her hair, while clearing her throat. Anna had gone to take a bathroom break, so she was left alone by herself.

She acted like she wasn't sneaking glances at him, while ogling at how good looking he was.

"You should take a picture, it would last longer." The man said in that deep voice of his, and Stella felt a blush creep up to her cheeks as he said this.

"I'm sorry," she said apologizing.

"Why are you apologizing?" He asked looking at her, and with a smile on his face. "The name's Damien."

"Stella," she said shyly, it was as if the alcohol wasn't even working. Well it wasn't surprising cause she always had a high tolerance level to alcohol.

"Stella, that's a lovely name you have." He said looking at her with a look of someone that wanted something from her.

"Thank you," she couldn't for the life of her understand why exactly she was acting shy.

"So, are going through a heart break?"

"How did you know that I was going through a breakup?"

Damien looked at the empty shot glasses lined up in front of her, and she followed his gaze and then shrugged.

"Well, yes I am going through a breakup. My boyfriend of three months just ended things with me."

"Who in their right mind would break up with a beautiful girl like you?"

"Well you would be surprised." She muttered underneath her breath.

"Well, if you need someone to get your mind away from what's eating you up, I can actually help with that," he said, his voice suddenly becoming low, that it send a shiver down her spine.

"I-i came with a friend, so I think I should inform her that I am leaving." She brought out her phone and texted Anna about her leaving with a hot sexy stranger she just met, Anna replied that she should be careful at least. Stella replied with no problem. When she was done she turned her attention towards him.

"Why don't we head over to my place?"

They started making out from the moment Stella unlock her house, it was a heated and almost desperate kiss, with him pushing her back against the door. His hands reached for the back of her thighs and hoisted her up with both her legs on each sides of his waist.

He slowed down the kiss a little and asked her where her room was, and she pointed towards the corridor that was connected to the living room.

He carried her towards the room, and she went about directing him on where to go too. She looked at him, and lay a sloppy kiss to his lips once again.

They got to her room and he lay her on the bed, taking off his shirt, she ogled at his well sculpted body that looked like it was carved by the gods themselves.

He then proceed to pull down on her skimpy skirt, and threw it to the ground. Pull off her shirt exposing her bra to him, as he leaned in and place a kiss on her neck. Nibbling and biting on it leaving trails of red marks on her neck area.

Her hands went for his belt buckle and pulled down his pants and boxer briefs, then it occured to her that she didn't have any condom on her.

"Wait, hold up." He stopped and looked at her, a worried expression on his face.

"D-do you have any condom on you?" She asked softly biting her bottom lip.

"Uh..." He trailed, then he shook his head no.

"Fuck," she muttered underneath her breath, looking at his hardened member, and then she decided to do one of the most stupid things that she has ever in her life would have never considered.

"Let's do it raw, I know what to take to prevent me from getting pregnant." She said, craving him quite badly.

"Are you sure?" He asked, and she nodded her head.

Nothing else was said as he lined himself with her and got deep into her walls and she let out a tiny whimper.

She held onto him for support, each stroke emitted a moan from her lips, she knew that her next door neighbors could probably hear her but she didn't care. She was just here lost in the moment.

For the briefest of minutes, she completely forgot about Derrick, forgot about all the stress she has been piling up for the past couple of days, everything vanished into the background like a white noise.

And as soon as the both of them release, her hands were wrapped around his shoulders, and her legs around his waist. Her breathing came out in short intersessions.

Then she released him from her grip and he rolled to the the side of the bed, as she stared up at the ceiling. Then it dawned on her that she just had sex with someone she doesn't even know, this was the first time that she had ever done something like this.

She stood up from the bed, and headed to her bathroom. Opening up the cabinet, her eyes scanned to see if she had any Postinor, turns out there was none. She would just have to buy it early in the morning.

She walked back to her bed, Damien was fast asleep. Lightly snoring, she sat on the bed staring at him for some few seconds, appreciating his features, she then lay back on her bed and tried to close her eyes to sleep.

Knowing that the next day, he would be nothing but a distant memory to her.

****

Anna started barraging her with questions of what happened that night and Stella tried her best to answer her.

"So was he hot?" She asked taking a sip of her coffee.

"Yes, yes he was hot. He kind of look like if George Clooney and John Travolta had a secret love child."

"Oh my, that means he must be very good looking." Anna commented. "So how was he like in bed?"

Stella went quiet as memories of the previous night played in her mind, with a shy smile she looked down with her hair covering up her face. Embarrassed about the fact that she even agreed to do something as crazy as carrying a guy home and fucking him.

"Well, he was something," that was all Stella could say, there was no other words for her to use or say.

Anna looked at her with a coy smile, "well I am just happy that you are happy this morning. At least you are a lot calmer today."

Stella couldn't help but wonder if she was actually calmer today.

The weeks flew by, and Stella started noticing some changes in her body system. For some reason she was feeling a wave of nausea, she was thinking that it was just due to stress, so she didn't bother herself to think too much about it.

The main problem came when she missed her period, she started panicking. She didn't want it to look like it was a big deal, like she literally took the Postinor drug the next day which should have prevented anything from happening to her.

She was on set in the wee hours of the morning when another wave of nausea passed over her, this time around she ran to the bathroom and vomited out the dinner she had the previous night.

Anna knocked on the bathroom door asking her if everything was ok. "Everything's fine, I am just feeling a little sick is all," she said, not wanting to worry her, she needed to confirm at least before she knows what to do about it.

"Have you taken any medication?"

"No, but I would take it. I would be fine ok."

The photoshoot was over and once again, she entered Anna's Mercedes-Benz, the heater was turned on due to the slight cold weather that was outside. Winter was slowly disappearing and spring would soon come.

Stella told Anna that she needed to grab something at a convenience store, while making sure that she was properly covered to avoid paparazzi following her.

She got the pregnancy kit and got to the check in counter and then came back to meet Anna.

"What'd you buy?" She asked starting up the car.

"Oh... You know, a little something for my cat Mr Cuddles." She said, trying her best to sound nonchalant.

She got home and wave Anna goodbye, climbing up the staircase, she got inside the comfort of her apartment. And walked to the direction of her bathroom. It suddenly felt like when she was about to check her test results. The feeling of panic slowly easing it's way to her body.

She peed on it, and then waited for some minutes. She looked down at the pregnancy kit, her mouth hung open. It showed two lines. She was pregnant.

"YOU'RE WHAT!" Anna exclaimed with her eyes wide opened.

"I am pregnant." Stella said shrugging. Then Anna's expression settled for one that Stella couldn't even decipher.

"So what are you going to do? Do you think the father was that Damien guy or do you think it was Derrick?" Anna asked.

Stella played with the throw pillows on her couch, "I don't know, I believe it would be Damien cause he was the last guy I slept with."

"Are you going to tell him, or?"

"Heck no, I am planning on aborting the child."

Anna raised her eyebrows in shock, "What?! No. Please don't do that.".

"Why not? My career is literally on the line here."

"Just please Don't do anything that may or may not cause you your life."

"But this pregnancy is going to cause me my life. I mean I didn't work my butt off only for everything to go down the drain due to some pregnancy news."

"Ok calm down, look Stella why don't we just track this guy and find his location. You said that he looks like the combination of John Travolta and George Clooney?"

Stella let out a small smile, nodding her head in agreement.

Suddenly there was a small ding from Anna's phone and she picked it up from the top of the center table.

Stella looked around the living room of her house, then she saw her cat, Mr Cuddles, approach her. He sat on the floor next to her and let out a small meow.

She kept the pillow aside and picked up her cat, placing him on her thigh and began stroking his fur causing a series of purrs to come out from him.

"Um, Stella..."

"Yeah," Stella said still rubbing her cat as he stretched and rolled around her.

"Is this the guy that you had a one night stand with?"

Stella raised her head up and saw that Anna was showing her the screen of her phone, her eyes focused and saw the same man that she had sex with weeks ago, shaking the Governor of California with a firm grip and a huge smile on his face.

"Holy shit," she whispered underneath her breath, and took Anna's phone from her hand as she stared at the phone screen in shock.

"I can't believe you fucked Damien Ian West. Girl how the fuck did you even do such a thing?"

"Shut up, how was I supposed to know that the guy I fucked was a freaking billionaire."

"He is Damien West. The heir of West Enterprises, and the owner of multiple business ventures. My best friend fucked a billionaire and she didn't even know." She said shaking her head, then looked at her. "Look, if you even think of aborting this baby, I swear to God I would never in my life forgive you."

"I don't care if you forgive me or not, this baby is in the way of my career and I am getting rid of it." Stella returned her phone back to Anna.

"At least can you tell him, let him know that he got you pregnant. Let's hear his thoughts on this whole thing."

"Ok that's a great idea and all. But how in the world do you expect a person like me to get a hold of a man like Damien West."

"Remember Philip?"

Stella tried forming an image of who she just mentioned, and then realized that she didn't know she was talking about. "No I don't."

Anna let out a sigh, "That cute nerdy guy that I hooked up with that one time back then in highschool. He was a junior remember, he always helped us with our homework."

Then she finally remember who she was talking about, "Oh you mean Philip Lecox. How does he come into all this."

"Well, last time we talked he told me that he was working for Damien West as his Personal Assistant. So I was thinking I could chat him up and get him to arrange a meeting between the both of you."

"Ok let's do it."

Anna picked up her phone and began typing away. There was silence between the both of them and Anna then looked up from her phone and said, "We are in."

****

Stella didn't know what to expect from Damien's company, but she was expecting to be very big. Everything looked clean, from the walls to the tiles and even tbe counter that had a very pretty woman with strawberry blonde hair and bright green eyes.

She lead them to where Philip was and they met up with Philip, who hugged and pecked Anna which caused Anna's cheeks to burn a bright red, he also shook hands with Stella.

He told them to follow him, and they walked down a very long hallway that didn't seem to have an end, while Anna and Philip talked and went down memory lane together, Stella walked closely behind them, her eyes darting towards random things, like a vase that was on placed on a stool next to the pure white wall, or a painting that was hanged on the wall. Aside from that the entire hallway was bare.

After a very long walk they stopped at a double mahogany doors. Philip pushed the door open and they entered inside the office, standing in front of the window that showed the city skyline, was Damien who had a cup of coffee in his hands.

Stella observed the office, it had a very cozy feel to it, the walls were painted brown and the tiles were colored beige. It was completely different from the rest of the building that they stood on.

He turned around and Stella felt her breath hitch at the back of her throat, he looked ten times more handsome in a suit and tie, plus his hair was slick back, showing off his forehead.

"So, Philip are these the ladies that you said wanted to see me?" He said taking a sip of his coffee.

"Yes they claimed that it's something urgent." Philip said, going off to the corner so that they could talk.

"Let's cut straight to the chase," Anna said, putting her hand in the small of Stella's back and gently pushing her forward.

Stella walked towards the desk, and reach for her bag and brought out a paper that held the pregnancy result.

She handed it over to him and his eyes skimmed over the result, and he then drop the it on his desk and looked at Stella then Anna, then Philip that was standing in the corner, then back to Stella again.

"What exactly am I looking at?"

"The pregnancy test that I took."

"So how does that have to do with me?"

"It has to do with you, cause you were the last person that I slept with."