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Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
ANDREW“No one, I swe—”The gun went off with a loud sound and blood pooled on the cemented floor.Damon yelled in pain as the bullet from the gun hit his right leg. He tried clutching the wound with his tied hands as he knelt on the floor. Damon cried out in agony as searing pain tore through his leg, it felt as though a hot red poker had been driven through his flesh.Andrew was toying with him, he knew that. He wasn't going to kill him straight away, he would torture him in the most excruciating way if he didn't say something, that was what people like him did.“It hurts, doesn't it? All of these could end if you just say who you are working with.”Damon gave him no reply, he just knelt there, glaring at Andrew. He wasn't going to betray her, he couldn't.Andrew tutted, “okay.” He raised the gun and took aim at his other leg. Damon cried out in pain again, the world spun around him as he writhed in pain, his vision blurred by tears of pain and despair.He had lost too much blood a
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MANNYAs the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains casting a warm glow across the bedroom, Manny stirred from her sleep and slowly blinked her eyes open.Stretching lazily, she felt a slightly heavy weight around her waist. She turned to see Andrew lying beside her still asleep, his arms draped over her.Confusion clouded her mind for a moment. She had slept off on the couch waiting for him, hadn't she? So how did she end up in his room? Manny scanned his stress-free face, her hands trailing on his perfectly sculptured face which made him hum with contentment.He suddenly blinked his eyes open, making Manny pause with wide eyes and hitched breath. She had no idea he was already awake.“Morning." he said, his voice deep and sleepy, giving her chills as he gently brushed his stray lock of hair away from her forehead. He kissed her, got up from the bed, and headed towards the bathroom leaving Manny confused at the sudden change of attitude.“What's going on?” She muttered stari
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MANNYAndrew arrived at the chapel, dressed in a black tuxedo. His eyes scanned the room for Manny as he walked in, he caught a glimpse of her long shiny brunette hair—it was hard to miss—and took a step to go over there and meet her but stopped.He stood still, watching her every action and how she displayed different emotions. She was an emotional mess.When the wedding was over, he watched her as she looked around for him, their eyes locked as they found each other. She ran towards him and hugged him and he responded by kissing her.He pulled away and looked at her intently, his eyes piercing deep into her soul.“Will you marry me?”The question came as a shock to Manny, she looked at him with questioning eyes, ‘What was his motive? And why now she thought.“What?" “I’m upgrading the contract, we have to get married.""Why?” Manny asked.She would love nothing more than to get married to Andrew but up till now, he had treated her like she didn't exist. He shows a little kindness,
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MANNY“What is this?” Manny asked as she raised the files. Hers and Avery's boldly written name starring back at Andrew.They stood there unmoving. Andrew stared at Manny like a cop who had just caught a thief. Had Andrew been collecting information on her this whole time?She got more scared at the thought of being spied on. She should have listened to Damon’s advice, leaving Andrew was the best but how was she going to do that when she was under constant watch?Panic rose in her as she remembered what she had just read.‘How did he even get that information?’ she thought.It was buried years ago and her mother’s lawyer was good at his job. What was he going to do now that he had this information?Andrew had no expression on his face, he looked unphased. He clearly had been preparing himself for this.“Why do you have this?” Manny asked again, about to shred the papers to pieces.“Do you think that's the only copy I have?” Andrew smirked and walked to her. Manny took a step back as h
Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
MANNYManny has been quiet for the past few days. The fire incident had shaken her a whole lot, now that she was entering her second trimester, she was slightly vulnerable, and she had to be careful.After the occurrence at Leura, Andrew made sure that they left the town that day. He wasn't going to stay there for another day and their house was utterly damaged.Andrew stayed by her side all through, his presence was unwavering. He'd help her with her business, fed her she couldn't help herself, and even employed someone to take her please at work in the meantime.Manny looked fragile each passing day and Andrews' heart ached as he remembered all that had happened, she shouldn't have gone through that experience.‘Only if she'd accept his offer.’ Andrew thought as he sat in his study.He's been doing most of his work from home lately, he couldn't afford to leave her at home alone.He raised his head and looked around as if searching for something. Everywhere was quiet, too quiet. He
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MANNY“Yes?”She heard the female voice again. “Hello?”Manny stayed trying to control her emotions. Andrew was with someone else and from the voice she sounded older than she was. “Who's that?'' She heard Andrew's voice in the background and immediately hangs up.Tears welled in her eyes, she should have known. Men in her life had never been faithful first Damon, now Andrew, after going on and on on how he would protect her.She allowed the tears to run free as she couldn't hold them back any longer. “Ma'am? Is everything alright?” the lady woman was dressing, asked as she noticed her tears.Manny nodded and wiped her face with her hand gently, it would be embarrassing if she saw her red puffy face.Now, she wasn't that desperate to go back home.———————————————————After she was done with her work, Manny sat in her office, uneager to go home. She tried as much as possible to be unbothered by the situation.‘Why would you bring another woman into his house..?’ she was going crazy w
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MANNYThe drive back home was silent, tense, and awkward, unspoken words hung in the air.Manny kept glancing at Andrew’s mother from the corner of her eyes and back at Andrew again. When she saw his mother at the hospital, her heart broke for him, she was frail and pale, and she struggled to wheel herself towards Manny.You could see she didn't want to give up, she was still holding up because of her son. Her smile brightened her face when she saw Andrew but he looked devastated. Was her illness that bad? She didn't know what it was yet.“You are staring, it's rude.” Andrews' voice snapped her out of her head. She had been staring at him all this while she was thinking.“Sorry.” Manny mumbled and turned around, only to find his mum asleep.As they reached home, Manny breathed heavily and stepped out. The car was suffocating and she couldn't handle the tension that grew as they drove.When they stepped into the house, boxes were scattered around. It looked like someone was home. Andr
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ANDREW“I'll marry you.” That was the last thing he heard before drifting off to sleep.The next day in the afternoon, Andrew woke up to Manny’s soft snores, last night was the warmest he had ever felt. He had slept for so long.It looks like all the effort his father had put into his plan will go down the drain because he wasn't ready to let Manny go.He recalled the last statement she said before he fell asleep, she had finally accepted his proposal, and it was for the better. He'd be able to protect her if she was close, he would have to tell his lawyer to make an upgrade to the contract.Manny mumbled and shifted in the bed as she woke up, fluttering her eyes open slowly. Andrew’s face was all over hers looking at her with an expression she couldn't decipher.Love? No, she was getting ahead of herself, maybe likeness then, it was better to start little. She looked back at him in admiration. This was the second time they were sleeping in the same bed, together. But this time, sh
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In a bright, sunlit kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked cookies fills the air. Amelia sat at the kitchen table, her hands gently resting on her pregnant belly. Her long, brunette hair cascades over her shoulders, and her eyes, filled with a blend of excitement and nostalgia, look lovingly at her two children. Aiden and Adelaide, four, sat eagerly beside her, their wide eyes full of curiosity. “Woah!” The little boy exclaimed with so much excitement. “Was that how you gave birth to us?” Amelia nodded, her smile wide. The children were waiting for their father when they pushed her to tell them a story about how she fell in love with their dad. Now that she was done, they looked at her, more curious than before. "You know, when I was a little girl, not much older than you two, I used to dream about the day I'd have my own family," she began. “And now I do.” She beamed at them. “But why was Daddy so mean to you? He even threatened to take away Angel?!” Adelaide asked,
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The grand cathedral was adorned with cascading white roses, shimmering crystals, and soft candlelight, casting a warm, ethereal glow over the gathering. The air buzzed with the murmur of anticipation and the gentle strains of a string quartet playing in the background. Down the hallway where she was getting set, Amelia felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness as she prepared to walk down the aisle. Her dress was a masterpiece of silk and lace, custom-designed to fit her perfectly. She had designed the dress herself, she might have wielded a gun for ten years but her hands could still hold a needle. Tristan wore a proud smile as he stretched his hands out for her. She took his arm, feeling the weight of the moment settle in her chest, her heart pounding with each step. The doors swung open, and a collective gasp echoed through the hall. Amelia took in deep breaths, and with joy, she took her first step onto the rose-petal-strewn aisle. Her eyes locked with Andrew’s wh
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Amelia spent a month and some days in the hospital getting better but mostly cuddling up with Andrew. Their love continued like she never left. There were times that she would cry while explaining everything she had been through and Andrew would console her, promising to do everything in his power to protect her. Andrew had come to pick her up from the hospital that morning and Josie insisted that Amelia come to her place first. It was her house regardless. “I can't believe this." Josie squealed, unable to contain her joy. All this while, her friend was alive and was right under her nose. She knew the first time she set her eyes on Amelia that there was something familiar about her. “You're alive." She spread her arms wide and Amelia wasted no time in jumping into her embrace. She had missed her so much. "I'm so happy.” "Me too Josie…me too.” The two women cried till they could cry no more. Their cheeks were red, their eyes puffy and their clothes were stained wi
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The sound of something shattering jerked Amelia back into consciousness. She tried getting up and groaned as she fell back down. She looked at what was happening around her, her swollen eyes making it almost impossible to see who was who. She was kept hidden in a corner, away from the disaster that was happening. “Fuck.” She heard Sebastian's voice and quickly turned in his direction. She saw him tangled up with the man she had seen so many times. Her captor. “Sebastian.” She croaked, but he couldn't hear. Just then he received a bullet to the end. Amelia froze but then breathed out in relief as he saw Sebastian get up. She looked up to see who had shot the gun and saw Tristan helping him up. ‘Andrew.’ a voice screamed at her. Her eyes scanned the room, her heart pounding, praying something hadn't happened to Andrew as she searched for him. The firing of a gun caught her attention. Tilting her head out of curiosity, she found Andrew, firing his father's both legs. “
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Andrew and his men moved out. The roaring engines of the cars filled the air as they drove deep into the outskirts of town. Andrew drove Tristan and Sebastian with him as he continued running the plan over in his mind. ‘nothing could go wrong.’ He thought, gripping the steering wheel tightly. “Dude, slow down. You're going to get us killed before we even get there." Tristan cautioned, feeling the increasing speed of the car. This was his first ever mission and his anxiety got the better of him. "I should have just stayed behind the scenes like always.” He muttered, regretting his decision the closer they got to their destination. “I didn't force you." Andrew reminded and Sebastian chuckled at the back. "Whatever. I just want to come back alive.” The car became quiet again and after a while, they got to the place. Allen and Lorenzo had done a good job hiding the place. At first, it was pretty hard to locate. Andrew stepped out of his car, the cool air sweeping
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“I kept her under your care.” Andrew bellowed, his eyes blazed with anger as he punched Tristan. Tristan staggered back and massaged his jaw. Andrew had just arrived from Mexico and the first thing on his mind was to punch him. “How the fuck did she get kidnapped!” He roared, hitting him again before he could regain his stance. Couldn't something go right in his absence for once? “I tried to warn her, it's not my fault. She's a grown woman!” Tristan argued, dodging the next punch that Andrew threw at him. Andrew kept charging at him, and Tristan constantly missed it. He tried his best not to hit back, he knew Andrew wasn't himself at the moment. “Andrew!” Josie snapped, her sharp voice pierced through the hallway as her eyes blazed with fury and her lips curled up in anger. “She left on her own. Don't hold my husband responsible.” She hissed coming forward to stand between them. “You should have tried to talk sense into her.” “Who said we didn't?” Josie took a step
Carrying The Billionaire's Child CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVEN
“What do you mean kidnapped?” Andrew barked, his teeth gritting. He left her right there for protection. How was it possible to get kidnapped? “She went out for a walk and never came back. We've been searching for her.” Tristan explained he could tell Andrew wasn't having any of it. “And then?” He hissed. “We got a note yesterday, saying if you want to see your wife, you have to bring the cash.” Andrew fumed at his statement, his hand clenched in a fist. Would his father go this far? Or was it someone else? “Did it say who it's from?” “Lorenzo.” He paled. His blood ran cold at what he would have done to Amelia. Then he felt immersed in Anger. He wasn't going to win this time. Without allowing Tristan to continue, he ended the call, picked up the documents from the table, and headed toward the door. He wasn't losing her for the second time. Getting closer to the exit, he saw Sebastian by the door, a duffel bag in his hand. “I'm going with you.” He said, h
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“Why can't you just listen? Don't go out at night, it's a very simple instruction.” Tristan complained as he drove Amelia back to the house. She had gone out of the house again for her ‘evening walks.’ “You can't tell me what to do.” She whined, folding her hands like a child that had been scolded. “Andrew isn't here at the moment so as of right now, I get to tell you what to do.” Amelia just scoffed as she looked out her window, the night cool air, hitting her as Tristan drove. They got home to see Josie by the entrance, pacing. “Amelia.” She rushed over to her and hugged her. “You got me so worried, don't just leave the house like that ever again.” “Andrew said your life might be in danger, that's why you have to stay with us.” “I'm sorry for making you worry but I'm here now. Why don't we go inside?” Josie nodded and Amelia led her into the house by the hand. Everyone had retired to bed and was now sleeping, except her. So she decided to go again. Making su
