CHapter Sixteen_ I Will Get Pregnant With Your Child Let's See What Happens Next.

Valerie's POV

I woke up to the rays of the sun, I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. The entire place is so foreign to me. The soft bed and duvet seem so unlike mine. I relaxed my nerves and the memories of what took place yesterday came rushing into my head. I signed in frustration and stood up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

When I came downstairs, there was no sign of Christine. I wanted to thank him for dressing my wound yesterday, maybe when he returns from his office, I would do that. I walked to the kitchen and began to prepare a light meal.

After a while, I heard a door creak open and I turned to see Christine walking out of a particular room with a hand towel around his neck, he has a gym room here or perhaps went for a run. He was sweating profusely with only a singlet and shorts on, he looked damn sexy. I can't help ogling at him.

His well-defined biceps and muscular flat stomach makes one dream of feeling it against their skin, his disheveled hair made him more handsome and younger. He walked past and took a bottle of water from the fridge.

"Am_Thank_Thank you for dressing my wound and for everything you did for me yesterday." I managed to say to him.

"No worries." He replied before climbing the stairs to his room.

After making breakfast, I served it on the dining table and almost immediately, he walked down the stairs fully dressed in his working suit with his jacket in his hands.

"Won't you eat something?" I asked because he was walking past me.

"No, I'm already running late." He replied and kept walking.

"Just have a bite at least." I pleaded in a loud voice, but he didn't turn nor reply, instead he walked out of the main door.

I shrugged my shoulders and ate my food alone and to my surprise, I cleared the entire dish and mentally thanked him for ebbing my invitation. After eating, I headed to my part-time job.

When it was time for me to go to the Elite restaurant, my heart began to beat rapidly. I am uncertain whether I should go there or just skip today, but my egomaniac self kicked in. Why should you skip today if you did nothing wrong?

It has always gone wrong whenever I listen to this loud voice always pushing me to do things, but notwithstanding, I waved down a taxi which drove me there. To my greatest surprise, all the employees seemed happy to see me. It might be a semblance, though, but I don't mind.

"Valerie, you're early today?" The receptionist said to me,

"Yeah, I finished up earlier than expected," I replied with a grin.

Furthermore, I walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the fourth floor. Even my manager didn't say anything about yesterday's event, but that's weird. Moreover, my working hours were over before I knew it, and I was ready to head back to Christine's house.

There was no available taxi on the road and I had to order one while doing some walking to cover the distance. The weather became frigid and stormy. I looked up at the sky and observed that it was probably about to rain. I began to walk faster with my heart beating loudly against my rib cage, in a way that left me obscured.

Not only that, but I had this feeling that something terrible was about to happen, but what?

Sporadically, the rain began like droplets, and before I knew it, it became heavy, and I had to find a place to shield myself from the rain. I began to run as fast as my legs could carry me, and I finally found a building by the room side. It looked like an abandoned house, but I didn't mind that.

I stood there praying that it would stop raining soon because I was already fidgeting. I clasped my small purse on my chest, trying to feel warmth as my entire body was freezing. Moreover, I heard a noise behind me, probably coming from the house, but I didn't consider that.

"Hey bro, "I heard someone say, followed by footsteps.

"Who's she? What is she doing here?" I heard another voice, and then the scent of cigarettes filled my nose.

"Hey, beautiful…" I flinched when I felt cold skin against my bare shoulder.

"You're feeling cold, right? Ohh that's good, let me help you out, I will love to…" He said and looped me so that I'm facing him.

"What the hell! Leave me alone!" I yelled out of fear, visibly trembling, and my heart was palpitating loudly.

"Ahhhh, she's moaning loudly already…" They both laughed like people in a mental asylum.

"Do you prefer it outside here?'' They whiffed their cigarettes almost in unison and let it emit from their nose and mouth.

"You're insane! Let me go now or else!" I screeched in fear.

They didn't say a word but just narrowed their eyes and kept smoking, but their eyes didn't leave me for a split second. Suddenly, I was lifted from the ground by a strong arm, it happened in a blink.

Moreover, I began to kick and hit but all to no avail, and in no time I was laying on a cold floor in a very dark room, I could barely see the faces of the men in the room.

"Bro, who's going first?" I heard one of them ask the other.

"Someone help! I'm being held here, help!" I cried out loud, as it was clear to me that I couldn't help myself here.

"Some…" my voice trailed off as I felt a piece of clothing band my mouth tightly and when I tried to yank it off with my hands, "mmm…" I winced in pain as my hands were forcefully tied backward.

"Guy, let's do it together, the last one was quite fun." One of them said.

I couldn't say a word to them, I just closed my eyes to embrace my fate, tears slipped down my cheeks in agony. It has always been about me accepting whatever life presents without a word of protest.

They tore my top into halves leaving me in my bra and the other proceeded to my pants, but my legs weren't tired, so I refused to give them easy access. I began to kick in the air and finally, my leg successfully hit his crotch and he fell with a loud thud.

The other held my two legs with his knees and slapped me hard on my face. I can swear I saw the third heavens. "You want us to be harsh on you, then fine!" He spat on my face.

This time I accepted defeat, but just as I closed my eyes I felt the cold breeze and then a flickering light. I looked in that direction and saw a man flashing his phone light on us. It was him, my savior, my…

Christine's POV

My workloads are so piled up. I regret rejecting Valerie's offer to have breakfast before leaving because right now, I've barely even had lunch; it's almost eight o'clock in the evening and the rain won't let me go for the business dinners and appointments that I suppose to.

I stretched my arm muscles and stood up from my swivel chair. Furthermore, I've been sitting here for hours! Walking to my mini apartment, I held the knob, but Immediately I heard a knock on my door, but I didn't get a reminder from my intercom.

"It might be personal," I said out loud to myself before walking to the door with a deep frown. Whatever reason is disturbing me now, better be important.

"Who on earth…" My words trailed off when I opened the door and I felt soft lips on mine.

"Anita…" I called out in shock and stared at her, puzzled at her sudden arrival.

"Shuu, let's enjoy the moment." She said and slammed her lips on mine sulking the living daylight out of me.

"Anita, what the hell! How can you come to my office unannounced and start kissing me as though we're into each other." I said while pushing her off and walking back to my office.

"Is this the best way to say welcome to your fiancé?" She asked while closing the transparent door behind her.

"What do you want me to do? Dance? Sing? Or perhaps throw a welcoming party for you?" I asked blatantly.

"I apologize for coming here unannounced, can we use your mini apartment?" She said all of a sudden.

"Please." She added when she saw my expression.

That's so unlike her, but I nodded and led her in. I walked to my bar and took a bottle of Scotch and poured it into my glass and I gulped it down. 'What in heaven's name is Anita doing here?' I muttered to myself.

There's still the case of Valerie, who is carrying my unborn child. If she suddenly shows up, I don't know what will happen, and I ain't ready to have my child born illegitimately. I refilled my glass and just then the door to my bedroom opened and Anita walked in a bathrobe. Moreover, I've never been interested in what she looks like, so I turned back to my glass.

"The weather doesn't suggest being alone, I need you," she whispered seductively to my ears.

She sat in front of me on the bar counter and wrapped her legs around my waist, she opened her bathrobe and filled my sight. I have a lot on my plate and the thought of having any skin contact with her has never crossed my mind and will never, regardless of what she does.

I turned back to her and ruffled my hair before turning back to face her. "Anita, I want you to leave!!!" I yelled.

She was about to say a word, I narrowed my eyes at her, and she swallowed her words and walked to the room, that's unlike her. I gulped down the glass content and refilled it again until I began to feel tipsy, but I hardly do because I have a high alcohol tolerance, but this time, perhaps I drank too much.

I took a step and almost fell. Furthermore, I shook my head to make my vision clearer, but it became blurry, I took another step and this time, I fell on the floor feeling weak, I couldn't even lift a muscle.

"Ohh, Christine, what is the matter?" Anita ran out of the room stark naked.

"Do you need any help?" She asked with a smirk. It then dawned on me that I stepped into her trap the minute I let her into my office.

"Who's she?" She asked while sitting on my legs and her hands working their way to my zipper. I tried lifting my hands, but I couldn't, I felt stuck, and I felt hot all of a sudden, what on earth did she do to me? Was something in my glass?

"The girl in your house yesterday, she's pregnant, right?" She chuckled lightly before pulling down my pants.

"Well, I will get pregnant with your child, then let's see what happens next." This time she gave me a wicked smile before pulling down my briefs.