Filed to story: Pregnant By The Heartless Lycan King
Then, to my greater surprise, I smell a familiar scent. It is faint at first but it gets stronger with each passing breath. It is Lily’s scent that I smelled on that girl. I trace the scent to a small bottle of perfume hung at the end of the cabinet. I am quite surprised that their scents are exactly identical.
“Oh,” a man saunters towards me. “Welcome to Malik Perfume’s shop. I’m Malik. You smell anything you like?”
“Could you tell me the designer of this perfume?” I ask, staring at the small bottle of perfume.
“It’s Tanya. She’s a perfect perfume designer in our shop,” Malik replies. “But I’m afraid that isn’t for sale. I mistakenly hung it on the shelf. But she’s created almost all the perfumes in this shop and you can make your pick.”
I gaze quite intently at the perfume and he must think that I like Tanya’s work very much. That is probably why he feels compelled to tell me how talented and awesome Tanya is. He praises her with extreme enthusiasm and tells me her story.
“She’s a surrogate’s child so not many people like her, but that doesn’t stop her from being happy and helpful to everyone around her.”
My body slightly goes rigid when Malik mentions this. She is also a surrogate’s child?
“Clara!” Malik calls a girl at the other end of the shop. “Where’s Tanya? I didn’t see her when I came back.”
“She seems sick,” Clara replies. “She’s been vomiting since morning. If you ask me, I would say she’s pregnant.”
“That’s impossible,” Malik laughs. “She’s a virgin.”
My gaze shifts at once from the perfume to Clara and Malik. Although I wish it weren’t true, I clearly hear Clara and I understand what it means. My voice grows colder as I speak, “Where does she live?”
Tanya’s POV
Even though I see the result, I cannot believe it, not to talk of accepting it. How can I be pregnant? It is impossible. I quickly dash out of the bathroom and shove the strip into my closet. I need fresh air to clear my mind, so I dash out of the house and take a walk.
I can scarcely believe my ill fate. It seems the universe is out to make my life more pitiable than it already was. Everyone still believes I am with Brandon, and then I turn up pregnant. Brandon will obviously deny the pregnancy with Alina as a witness.
“What would then become of me?”
After walking aimlessly for an hour, I decide to go back home and sleep it off. It might be a nightmare that will disappear when I wake up from sleep. I walk back home and instantly know that something is wrong. Richard, Maya, Alina and Brandon are sitting on the couch, obviously waiting for me. Alina has a cold, sly smile on her face while Brandon would not even look at me; and I know I am in serious trouble.
“Would you mind explaining this?” Maya says, tossing the pregnancy strip on the table.
My eyes almost pop out as I stare at the strip that has two bold lines displayed on it. My first instinct is to lie, but I know it is useless. Everyone will see through it.
“I guess your silence speaks volumes,” Alina snaps at me. “You did betray Brandon and sleep with Rick that night. You just cunningly covered up the fact.”
“We’ve made arrangements with Rick,” Maya announces. “He’s agreed to keep you as a mistress and save you from shame.”
“What?” I m**n in disbelief.
Though there is no evidence, everyone knows the stories. Rick is a s****l pervert whose mistresses can never keep up with his s****l demands. Rumor has it that most of his mistresses disappear, or rather, die, after a few months because they cannot keep up with his perverted s****l demands.
“Dad, please,” I wail, unable to believe that my family will do this to me. “Don’t send me to Rick. I will die.”
“Your fate is sealed,” my father replies, his voice cold and angry.
“Father, I…” just as I am about to continue pleading with my father, a sharp knock on the door cuts me off.
Tanya’s POV
The sharp knock on the door rings again, accompanied by a greasy voice, “It’s Rick.”
My heart sinks with that sound. My first reaction is to run away, but this is my home, and where can I escape? I huddle in the corner of the living room as if that would make Rick unable to see me.
“Welcome Mr. Rick,” Alina greets the fat pervert with a very bright smile. “We’ve been expecting you.”
“Well,” he cackles. “I’m here and I hope I’m not too late.”
“No, Rick,” Richard says, his voice reeking of indifference as though he is bored and would rather be somewhere. “Come, let’s get this over with.”
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