Chapter 4

~Javier’s POV~

I couldn't get to sleep. I was hot and antsy after devouring this petite sexy chick there. I promise she was nice. I stepped out of bed. I was about to take a shower when I received a phone call from Martha, my grandmother's personal helper. She informed me that my grandmother had another session. Gabby caught my eye. I didn't want to abandon her. Gabby and I had unfinished business, but I needed to get away. My grandmother meant a lot to me. I couldn't take my bath again. I dashed downstairs. I contacted my driver, Henry, and asked him to take the car, but he reminded me that I had instructed him to go home. "Fuck." I couldn't locate anybody to assist me to drive at 3 a.m., and the Russo-baltique I took was still on the system. I jumped in my car and hurried to the hospital, but I couldn't see properly on the way. I lost control of the car, struck something, and everything went blank.

~Gabriella’s POV~

I woke at 9 a.m. and attempted to move but couldn't since I had sex the night before. I tried to make my way to the bathroom, which I eventually accomplished, brushing my teeth and taking a bath. I went into the kitchen and living area, but Javier was nowhere to be seen. I waited until it was eight o'clock at night. He hadn't returned, and every time the door buzzed, I imagined it was him, but it was simply room service. After three days, I returned to my apartment and met with Chloe, who was pleased that I wasn't a virgin anymore. She was curious about Javier, but I didn't know what to tell her. I refused to believe the obvious, but the fact that his belongings were still in the suite gave me hope. When I returned to the hotel after a week, Javier was not there. I had left the suite precisely as I had found it. I continued coming back in the hopes of seeing him again, but he was nowhere to be found. The last time I visited there along with Chloe, the receptionist informed us that a man had checked out the day before. I was really disappointed, but I simply accepted it for what it was. I was just meant to be a one-night stand. We had a fantastic time, and that was the end of it. School resumed, and everything seemed to be going well, until two months later, when I began to experience morning sickness. I couldn't stand it any longer, so Chloe and I went to visit a doctor. I clutched the doctor's letter as if it were a ghost. I sobbed and wailed, bewildered as to how this was possible.

"You always have sex with Alex. Why are you not expecting?"

"Gabby, I'm on meds. I can't possibly be pregnant."

"What am I going to do, Chloe?"

"You're going to be OK. You've got Alex and me. We are here to help you."

"Where am I going to locate Javier? I don't even know what his last name is; all I know is that he has his own business. What have I done? Chloe, I'm not going to be able to do it. What about going to school? How am I going to raise a child? When I can't even look after myself?"

I regretted the day I met Javier because the anguish and regrets struck me hard.

~Javier's POV~

My car accident took place four months ago. I've been looking for Gabby all around her campus, but she's nowhere to be found. I'm aware that I won't marry her, yet I still desire her. There's something about her that makes me want to be with her. I never fuck the same chick twice. Even my girlfriend doesn't get to fuck me more than twice a month, but Gabby does things to me and makes me feel things I've never felt before. She wasn't even afraid to ride my massive cock on her first day of sex. When I met Sarah, she wasn't a virgin, but she couldn't mount me. What happened to my fox? Perhaps I should simply forget about her and get another sex toy. After all, life goes on.

" Henry,  Turn the car back and let's head to my grandmother's villa. We haven't seen her in quite some time. We should also pay a visit to the flower store. Let's go grab some flowers for her."

"Of course, boss."

~Gabriella's POV~

It's been 6 months since I began prenatal care. I chose to get into photography despite the fact that I had no qualifications, and I've been receiving bookings ever since. I'm constantly completely booked, and I can't believe I've saved so much money in such a short amount of time. I've even relocated to a much larger apartment. It's not very large, but it is a three-bedroom apartment. Today is my check-up, and I've chosen to discover the gender of the baby. My pregnancy was quite long. That is why I dropped out of university. In addition, the scholarship was quite rigid. I signed a contract promising not to become pregnant throughout my scholarship. I received a text from Alex while I was waiting for them to let me know if they were downstairs.

"Are you ready, Mommy? We're waiting downstairs."

"I'll be down in 3 minutes." Alex and Chloe made everything easy. They were with me every step of the way, and I am thankful. I'm not sure what I would have done if they hadn't been there. We went to the doctor, and they were all with me, Chloe, and I wanted a girl, but Alex kept telling me that since my belly grew so quickly and I ate so much, it was a boy. To be honest, I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, although I prefer a girl. I'm still OK if it's a boy. We chose to find out the gender so that we could start decorating the nursery. My belly felt extremely chilly when the doctor put some gel on it. She then put what seemed to be a sensor or something on and moved it about, saying,

"You guys will have to see for yourself. I'm not going to reveal the gender, but the screen will."

We were all laughing and staring at the screen. The first thing we saw were some little balls, followed by a small penis. We immediately laughed as Chloe and I lost the bet. We agreed on a girl, but it turned out to be a boy. I was so pleased that I forgot I wanted a girl.

My son was born nine months later. Xander Xavier Parker is his name. Alex said that Xavier was after his father, and I couldn't say no to the godfather. My son is completely self-sufficient. I was really fortunate to have people that stood up for me and helped me financially and otherwise. I couldn't have done it on my own. Despite the fact that I was not financially secure, my son had everything he needed. Alex and Chloe were continuously buying him clothes and food. They were like Xander's parents, and they were always eager to spend time with him. He was adorable, and he had the same ocean-blue eyes as his father. He bears no resemblance to me.