Who came knocking

Nicole's pov.

Zane returned after a long time and I was angry that he came empty handed.

What happened to the popcorn and lollipop??

"They've run out of popcorn. We were asked to come back later" He said and sat beside me.

"You don't look so happy like you were before. Are...Are you bored?" I asked worriedly.

"I just feel like I should get you home. You need to rest from all the laughing and talking--"

"I'm not fragile for peace sake! I'm just like every normal pregnant lady out there" I rasped holding tight on the chair handles.

"You're not normal. You caused our company to get four instead of five million. Luckily, no one else knows about this except those foreigners" He muttered and I rolled my eyes.

"You're right. I'm feeling quite sleepy" I yawned stretching my hands in the air.

He chuckled as we got up together and exit the cinema.

        ~ (Later That Night) ~ 

I walked into our bedroom holding the flier I got from a very famous producer whom I met on our way out of the cinema. What a life time opportunity for me to be a star.

Damon was now in the room and I wondered when he returned from wherever he has gone to.

He looked like he had just taken a bath and was now in his shorts and top.

Yeah, he's good looking but that beauty with with his uncaring and annoying attitude ruins it all. I would have wished he could be more humane like Zane but I can't compare those two. I really can't...

I walked shabbily in my big night gown and climbed on the bed right next to him. He was backing me and doing whatever Damon Walton would do - keeping malice.

"Goodnight, baby daddy" I said adjusting and snuggling under the duvet.

He snubbed me like I expected and I went ahead to close my eyes and that was when I remembered the flier I walked in with.

Should I tell him about it? 

Or should I just carry on with the modeling job??

A really tough decision to make.

I slowly sat up with my hands on my waist and stomach. I thought whether I should touch him or not.

I'll just go with words.

"Damon, there's a work I want to do and I need your permission" I said in a low tone.

He was mute and I waited patiently for his response. He's not gonna talk...

I picked up the flier that I had dropped on the drawer and waved it behind his head.

"I once told you I was planning to be a model when we were at the club, right? Do you remember? Well, there's an opportunity and they badly need a pretty pregnant woman for their product adverts---" 

"Why the he.ll are you telling me? Why don't you go and tell your boyfriend??" He cut me off huskily and laid properly on the bed under the duvet.

I stared at him for a while thinking of what next to do. Infact, I'm considering going on with this since he's being such a Jughead.

He suddenly sat back up and snatched the flier from me.

"Damon!" I rasped startled.

He ignored me and read through the paper. It didn't take a second and he looked back up at me.

"You're not doing this" He deadpanned beady-eyed.

"Oh, come on. I've always wanted to be on the spotlight" I groused hoping he would change his mind.

"You're already at the spotlight - you're my wife. I can't have you going to photo studios and exposing my baby to stress. They'd also ask you to wear dresses that would reveal your baby bump and thereby letting the sun shine on it" He said and shred the paper in two.

"Damon...! You have to stop this. What about the other pregnant ladies that are models. They give birth to their baby safe" I stated worriedly and he sighed.

"Goodnight, Nicole" He said and laid on the bed again.

I was about to do the same when I felt the baby moving again. I gasped and touched it.

Oh my goodness! I should tell Damon so he could feel his baby move...

I glanced at him and shook my head negatively. He doesn't deserve to have this little experience.

I went ahead to lie on my back and soon, I was in a deep slumber.

         ~ (Next Morning) ~ 

"I want you to go to a mall and get a good dress and jewelries with the money I just sent to you. It's for the dinner at the family house. Zane won't be around today. We are both going to Tokyo and would be back probably late or tomorrow morning. Please, eat well because according to the calendar, you'll soon cross over to seven months pregnant, taken?" Damon listed standing before the mirror. 

"I've heard you" I whispered with my hands folded.

So, they're going to Tokyo?...

Very annoying. Who am I gonna bother now???

"Thanks for the money too. It's more than i expected" I muttered, feeling uncomfortable.

"Bye" He whispered and walked out of the room.

Seems like he's no longer mad at me about the photos.

I managed to get out of the bed and have a bath. I just pray the nanny arrives soon. I woke up really hungry.

The bath was quick and the dressing up was quicker.

I was on my way downstairs when I heard the doorbell ringing.

Geez. Damon has left already.

The jerk didn't even have breakfast.

I rushed and opened up the door and I was stunned with who I saw.

My sister. Neera.

What is she doing here???

I looked past her and spotted her white car parked in front of the house.

"Hi, Nicole" She said wearing a big smile.

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