|| LORENZO KING'S POV ||
She was groaning, unconscious in her sleep..Kiss? Seriously? Did this woman want to die?
However, I couldn't deny the fact how adorable she looked at this moment except the scars that she had been trying to hide. I rushed to this place after one of my guards told me that she had invited a guy over here. All it was none of my business but I wanted her safe and sound. I gave her a closer look, dry tears stuck on her cheeks. She looked like she had cried.
What made her sad? Was he the guy that she was in relationship with?
That thought made me a little discomfort in my heart. Again, I convinced myself that there was my baby in her stomach. That's the reason, I kept having this weird feelings about her. Not to mention that, she dared to breach the contract by ordering alcohol. Did she think that my men would hide something from me?
Hell No!
They called to notify as soon as she asked for wine. Only after I gave them the order, they brought one for her. Luke told me that it was okay to have wines but not too much.
Sighing, I attempted to lift her up nervously,
" Enough of your drama! Let's go back to home?"
" No!!!", she growled, pouting her lips. Tears pricked from the corner of her eyes, threatening to fall down. She muttered again, giving me the urge to pinch her nose hard,
" Kiss..Kiss... First.."
She looked like those children who were angry for hiding her candies away. I was running out of time. I had left everything aside just to check on her. Releasing a long sigh, I finally got on my knees, hovered on her to leave a gentle kiss on her lips. She surprised me with her returning kiss. I froze midway abruptly to think what just happened. She kissed me passionately, her tongue slipping inside my mouth. She smelt like alcohol and a little flavour of smoke.
Fuck...did they even kiss?
Before I could shove her off, she broke the kiss abruptly. Her grip from my shoulders loosened and she fell numb, snoring lightly. I remained stupified for a second until one of the guards informed me that the meeting was waiting for me. I let out some audible curses before lifting her up in my arms.
Was I fucking insane to be serious with a drunkard?
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" Is she okay?", I spoke to Luke who was checking her pulse. I didn't feel comfortable after taking her back home in my arms. All the way, she kept sleeping, didn't even open her eyes for a second.
Luke was like our family doctor now. Whatever happens, he always came on visit. Luke waited for a while before replying fine,
" Her physical health is absolutely fine but she seems mentally weak. Did she meet someone today or did you insult her?"
I rolled my eyes before blurting,
" Why would I ? We are business partners kind of. She went to meet some friends. I will ask her when she wakes up."
Luke hummed softly, standing up to face me. He kept in a lower voice, afraid that she might wake up,
" Have you thought about introducing her to your father? I mean..You can't just tell him that you are having a baby."
I nodded my head before telling him,
" I have arranged already. Next Saturday is our family dinner time. I will take Valentina over there to introduce her officially."
Luke agreed, patting on my back,
" That's good dude! I hope, it will go well but don't let your father find out at any cost that she is a stripper."
" I know!", I replied shortly, locking my eyes with him. I knew how to take responsibility for my actions. In my thoughts, no one was better to become my child's surrogate than her.
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" You are awake?", I opened the door to find her already groaning on the bed. It was early in the morning that I made breakfast for her.
She looked exhausted, tired probably from a headache. She mumbled, running her fingers through her curls frustratingly,
" What.. what time is it here? How..how did you get me?"
My jaw tickled in anger. So she didn't even remember what kind of mascara, she made last night. I shot her a glare, a look that already sent her warning. She kept her lips sealed, guilt dawned over her expression. I was really mad at her since she was trying to play the innocent part.
Turning around, I faced her, grimacing,
" It should be me to question you like this. Look, Valentina! I don't care who you meet or fuck around with but you have breached the rules. My child was emotionally damaged because of your temper. So from this day onwards, you are grounded here."
She didn't defy herself this time probably because she understood that she was wrong. Exhaling heavily, I turned to head for the door then I recalled about the family dinner that we will have soon,
" Also..Be ready in the afternoon. We are going to pick some clothes for you!"
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|| VALENTINA's POV ||
I was grounded since the day, he picked up, drunkard. I didn't try to oppose him this time because I was just tired and had nothing to complain about. The person whom I cared about the most in this world, Dylan had abandoned me. I think, it happened for the best. With my current identity of being a stripper, he would have left me eventually.
Now, we were sitting in Lorenzo's car. Yes, he convinced me to call him 'Lorenzo' since we were going to have his family dinner. Mr.King would be too formal and his father could suspect our fake relationship. But I must say that it did feel cute to call him by name as if we were familiar for years.
" Do you memorize what have I told you?", his deep voice cut my attention from the running street. I hummed, nodding my head before feeling the sudden ache on my lower abdomen. I was a bit worried these days as my stomach ached occasionally without any reason.
Was my baby all right?
The thought of something happening to this baby set me in a panicked state. Probably, it was because of motherly hormones because I had already begun to care for him.
So his father also! I bet, Lorenzo was going to be the best single father for his child. He had already proved it.
" What happened? Are you feeling pain anywhere? Should we take the car to the hospital?", Lorenzo asked a series of questions, already sounding anxious as if I was on labour.
He held my palms anxiously, waiting for my answer. I just laughed softly, gave a small squeeze on his hands,
" It's fine! Nothing serious!"
His expression turned relieved after my response. Then my eyes dropped on our intertwined hands together. I quickly retracted my hand back. But it feels too good to have someone by your side who takes care of you. I lost my parents at an early age. Ever since that time, I grew up with my grandmother who also passed away when I was 14. Perhaps, these were the reasons that I always craved attention and love.
Lorenzo didn't take his hand back immediately. After stroking my belly for a second, he finally leant back against the car, seeming lost in thoughts.
Did he also feel the same as me?
Before I could sink into more thoughts, our car stopped in front of a big gate. The driver announced, instantly sending a chill down to my spine,
" Sir, we have arrived in King's Mansion!"