Synopsis: Zara Parkinson has only one agenda for the night; Lose her virgin status. She meets a man named Marcello and he shows her just what it is she has been missing out on , her entire life. Two months later, she finds out she is pregnant. Marcello Andres is faced with an ultimatum; get married or get disinherited. A woman comes to him, claiming he is responsible for her pregnancy. With the threat looming over his head, will he make an opportunity out of this crisis? Excerpt: The man before me levels me with freezing stare. My limbs shake under his cold eyes. “ Miss Parkinson, is it? You said you’re pregnant?” “ Yes” “ And I’m responsible for it?” Had he not been listening to me the whole time? “ Yes” He smirks. “ That’s not possible, Miss Parkinson” “But, we met at the club downtown two months ago and we …slept together. It was my first time so I’m not mistaken.” He slams his palms down on the desk with a loud bang. “ You can go pin that thing you’re carrying on the rightful owner because that is not me. I had a vasectomy, Miss Parkinson”
View MoreZaraThey say it takes a moment for your life to completely spiral out of your control. One event is capable of completely flipping your world upside down and have you questioning your life’s choices. Few months ago, I completely washed my hands off love, relationships and marriage . Fate must be having a field day with this one.“ I can’t marry you”“ I thought you’d say that. Hear me out, then you can decide”He pulls the car into the parking lot of a private hospital and kills the engine. A beat passes, then two. He sighs as if this is the last thing he wants to be doing. Well, the feeling is mutual.“Marry me . Just for four years after the baby is born, then we can get a divorce if you want. Of course, this does not mean that I believe you hundred percent, that you’re carrying my child”If he doesn’t believe me, why bother?“After the baby is born, I will have a DNA test conducted to determine the pa
ZaraMorning rolls around sooner than I expect. The morning rays penetrate the slightly parted blinds of my window. I sit up groggily, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My body feels like it has been run over by a truck and my face feels itchy. I get up and do my regular morning stretches but for some reason, it is more painful today. I walk towards the bathroom but the sound of the doorbell stops me in my tracks.Who could it be this early in the morning?I slowly descend the stairs leading to the living room. The doorbell rings again. “ Hold on!”Whoever is at the door better be getting chased by a wild animal. Else…I swing the door open and see the last person I was expecting to see. Hands on my waist, I shoot said person my nastiest glare. “ How did you find my house?”He smirks. He actually smirks. “ I have my ways” Unbelievable. "I hope those ways of yours include how to make yourself at home in jail, becau
ZaraI have never been more embarrassed in my entire life, like I was this afternoon. After the ogre had not so rudely sent me out of his office, I ran into his secretary at the door. She had sent me tight smile filled with pity, as if what she witnessed was not new to her.Embarrassing situations were not really my forte. You’d think after everything that had happened to me in high school, I’d have developed a thick skin to people’s judgements but that was not the case.I still despised it when people looked at me a certain way, be it judgmental or pitying. Judgmental looks, well, I could stand those to a certain extent but pity…pity made me feel like a failure and I can’t stand failure. And that’s exactly what I felt like when I saw her look at me today.When I got back home, my whole body felt like lead. I dropped my bag and plopped down on the couch without bothering to undress. I don’t know when sleep consumed me but I woke up a few minutes ago with a blinding headache. I rema
Marcello Michael picks up on the third ring. “ What’s up?”“I need Zara Parkinson’s contact details.”“ And why would you need that?”“Actions first, questions later”“That’s why you’re still a hot tempered knucklehead”I chuckle. “ Alright dumbass, I just want to apologize to her. I may have said some mean things earlier”“Try rude”“Seriously bro”He hesitates for a moment then says “ Fine”. The line goes dead.I have an idea in mind and if I play my cards right, I could uplift the company’s image and still escape my father’s wrath. It’s after work hours , so I decide to head home. I haven’t seen my mother in about two weeks . It’s best not to piss her off and have her call me herself . I may be a grown man almost in my thirties and over a feet taller than her, but trust me when I say I’ll never be too old for my mama’s chanclas.Was it when I was Seventeen? I made the mistake of talking back to my mother and stomping out. She watched me walk out without as much as a peep. That’s w
Marcello Pregnant for me?And I thought the anonymous woman libeling my name on the media was the devil. This same reason was what propelled me into getting a vasectomy. Wait a minute...She mentioned that it was her first time.Flashback;I walk back into the room to see that she had already left. Good. I hated clingy women, especially those who had to force affection for me just to get a taste of my money. I pull back the covers to get some needed rest when a patch of colour catches my attention. I turn on the flashlight on my phone and move closer to inspect it and am surprised to find a patch of blood.Shit. Was she a virgin? Did I just take her virginity like some heartless bastard ? I didn’t even get her name.*******I should have been nicer to her. Who gives a fuck anyway? I only took her virginity not get her pregnant. Who knows where she’s been since then?The door to my office opens and Michael walks in. Just the person I need to see. He catches the look on my face
ZaraLast night, I had tossed and turned for hours before sleep caught up with me in the early hours of this morning. I had come to a decision; go to Paradise Group and tell Marcello Andres to take responsibility.Only, it was easier said than done.The moment I walked into the magnificent architecture, I felt like an impostor. Paradise group stood towering over several buildings in the area and that was saying something, considering that this was New York .The interior is decorated with polished wood floors and marble walls. Fancy light fittings span the reception and lobby. Men and women in all kinds of corporate wears walk up and down the place, going about their business of the day. Thankfully, I am also in my work outfit; a black tuxedo dress and a pair of black stilettos. Black makes all the difference in a look. It could take you from plain to downright majestic. I walk up to the receptionist, a dark skinned lady wig beautiful eyes. "Good morning, I’m here to see Mr. Marcel
Zara“What do you mean you’re doomed?”I look up at the concerned faces of my friends. “ I meant I’m doomed, as in D-O-O-M-E…”“We know how to spell doomed, you idiot. You know, I’m beginning to question how you got a degree in Law.” Valerie says and proceeds to roll her eyes .Emily chimes in “ I thought you’d be happy that we finally have a clue as to who the baby’s father is. What’s the problem?”I lift my hands in exasperation. “ The problem is, just today, a man from Paradise group visited the firm and my boss just happened to assign me to him. That’s not the crazy part, he said he was representing MARCELLO ANDRES! Does the name sound familiar?”Emily hums in understanding. “ So, you’re scared because you think you might lose your job for getting hot and personal with a client?”“Isn’t that obvious?”Valerie rolls her eyes again for what seems like the hundredth time. She walks closer and squats in front of me, until she is at my eye level. “ According to you, you had no idea wh
ZaraI walk in a daze up to my apartment and slot in the key. Everything in the background is a blur. I drop my bag and keys on the kitchen island and slide down to the floor, my back resting on the wall. This all seems like a bad dream. Maybe if I sleep and wake up, it’ll be gone.I stare down at the tiny photo card in my hand. The Sonogram…Dr. Meyers had handed it to me on my way out. I stare at the black and white image of what seems like a blob. So, this tiny human is currently growing in me. I move my hand to my stomach and rub unconsciously . I don’t have it in me to get rid of an innocent life but I am at a loss of what to do. Maybe the girls can help…I push myself up and walk to the bag I discarded earlier on the island. I fish out my phone and dial Valerie and Emily. Valerie answers first in that chirpy tone of hers “what’s good, mama?”I immediately burst into tears. “ Help me”It is Emily that says “ We’re on our way”***********Less than an hour later, the girls ar
ZaraThe train ride to the hospital was nothing short of a nightmare. I almost puked all over the train and the innocent passengers. Why?A certain man decided to squeeze every drop of juice from my stomach , with his strong cologne. I wouldn’t go as far as calling it ‘cologne’, death trap was more like it. I was enjoying the scenery and loving the wind on my face when said man got into the seat beside me. I felt my stomach churn in a worse manner than I had experienced at the cafeteria.So, the whole trip, I had to give myself a pep talk, yunno, not to embarrass my family and all, with my fingers plugging my nose.The moment I walked into the hospital, I ran straight for the restrooms. I proceeded to puke out everything I had eaten in the last two days. Now, waiting for my name to be called, I revel in the smell of antiseptic. Have hospitals always smelled so good?I chuckle lowly. It’s funny because the few times I had accompanied my mom to the hospital for her routine examinat
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