All Chapters of TRUST ME: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

“How do you feel about all of this?” Sabrina asked later that evening as she and Giovanni sat in her office discussing the outcome of his meeting.“I was pretty put out at first, until I saw a picture of her son. He looks like Olivia. I don’t need a paternity test to tell me who his father is.”“So, you’re going to give her what she wants?”“I already have, or at least a portion of it,” he said with a smile. “She’s really poor, sweetheart. The only reason she sent that letter was because she’s broke. She spent all her money on legal fees. I took her back to the hotel she’s staying at, mainly to see if she was telling the truth. When I saw the condition, she had my nephew living in, I made her pack their belongings. She’s currently staying at the Mandarin Oriental, in Paris, and I gave her enough money to get the boy some new clothes and some toys. She has enough to feed them for a few days, as well. By then I’ll have the paternity results and I’ll arrange permanent living accommodatio

The room was filling with smoke, and he knew he didn’t have time to take advantage of any more of her sweet body. With a reluctant growl, he moved his head backwards, his teeth scraping hard against her breast as he slowly allowed it to fall from his mouth.“What I wouldn’t do for a few minutes more,” he whispered, then smiled at her face, chuckling as tears fell to her cheeks.Andre leaned in once more, this time pressing his mouth to hers in a hard, painful motion. He ground his lips against hers so hard, he could taste the blood caused from the tender flesh scraping across her teeth. Once again, he moved away from her, this time releasing his grip on her and standing up. He glanced behind him at the material, laughing at the flames that leapt up to the shelves, catching the newly painted wood on fire.“So much for foreplay,” he told her, adjusting the zipper of his pants across his hardened arousal. He watched as she turned her head into her shoulder, wiping his kiss from her blood

“Irena,” Clark shouted, kicking at the burning timber separating him from the girl. The Firemen joined him a moment later, Sabrina beside them, mask across her face, her blouse wide open. The one man sprayed his foam on the flames as the second helped Clark move the beam, then hurried to where the girl lay unconscious."Get out of here,” the Firemen shouted to Sabrina as he tossed the empty extinguisher aside and moved to help Irena. Sabrina hesitated for a moment before being pulled to the front door by the Fireman holding her arm. Within seconds she was on the pavement outside the building, the heavy black mask still across her face. She fell to her knees coughing violently as she pulled the mask off. “My sister is still in there,” she gasped.“We’ve got it,” the Firemen insisted as a second one came to her side, pulling her toward the curb. “Please,” she argued around gasps for fresh air. “She’s pregnant. Please help save her.”“We’ll take care of it,” the first Fireman promise

Giovanni’s frown deepened as he thought about the last thing he could remember. Then the past few hours began to seep through his conscience, and he looked up to Sabrina.“Andre?” he said in a hushed voice. “Are you alright?” he asked, his tone weak and filled with concern.“I’m fine,” she told him with a shaky smile as tears rolled down her cheeks. “I’ve been so worried about you.”“I’m alright, darling,” he told her, trying to raise his hand toward her cheek but found the effort difficult, and laid it back down across his stomach.Sabrina lifted his hand to her lips, kissing it gently before placing her cheek in his palm. Giovanni brushed a tear away with his thumb and smiled when she turned her lips to kiss his hand.“I think it’s time to let the boy get some real sleep,” Creighton said with a deep sigh. “I’m going to check on Irena before I go back to the flat. Do you want a ride, sis?” Sabrina shook her head as she laid Giovanni’s hand back across his stomach before resuming her

Sabrina gasped as she dropped her hand to the table. The thought that she could actually be pregnant was the last thing she could have imagined. Even when Giovanni told her, before going to Euro Disney, that he would not allow her to marry Andre if she was carrying his child, the idea of having a baby seemed so farfetched she didn’t give it much credit. But now…“There is a chance, isn’t there?” Creighton asked, sitting in the chair opposite her.“I didn’t think it was possible,” she said in a hushed tone as she mentally began calculating the weeks since her last cycle. “We’ve been together since June, since the night we took The Tornado out. How could I have been so naïve?”“You’ve had a lot going on the past couple of months,” he told her. “It’s not surprising that you didn’t stop to consider the possibility.”“What am I going to do? I can’t tell him. He’s too weak.”“There’s no point in sounding the alarm just yet. When we get to hospital, you can get your blood tested. Once you kn