All Chapters of Pregnant with the Billionaire Enemy's Child: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Hermes kept on walking around his office completely furious about everything that was going on. Rafael was proving to be a bigger thorn in his flesh than the thought would be possible. The boy was actually making moves behind the scenes which were seriously hurting Hermes’s business. The confrontation with Juan about the warehouse was only the first of many. Other complaints had been flying in from literally everywhere, facilities were being hit from everywhere.At first Hermes had thought that there was a mole in the organization and had tried his best to root out those he thought would be the mole. At some point he even considered Hernandez a threat that needed to be put down but then he advised himself against it. It became obvious to him that the places which were being hit were not places that would be known by just anybody. They were key parts of his organization, where he made a lot of his financial investments.Warehouses filled with drugs, guns, money and everything were bein

RAFAELMy face looked like it had just seen a ghost, that was because it actually just had. There were so many questions running through my head as I turned around and my eyes landed on her face.“Rachael.” I voiced out in complete shock,She was the last person I expected to see here, in fact I didn’t expect her to be here at all. There was no way the girl who I thought had died all those years ago was standing right in front of me, holding a knife to my face and threatening to kill me.Her face looked much older, she had aged beautifully. She had on a hoodie that sort of covered her face a little but then I could remember that face anywhere. It had appeared in my dreams too often for me to even forget her.“How?” I asked, “How are you here?”There was a shake in my voice as I stood there stuttering. I had not been scared at first when the knife was placed behind me in the club, I had half expected for Hermes to go through this route and was ready for whatever that came with it. But

ATHENAMy eyes turned to the clock which was hanging on the wall in a corner in the house. It was almost the night of the next day and Rafael had not reached out ever since he dropped me off. He had said whatever he was going to do was not going to take so much time, it surprised me when he didn’t come home yesterday and now, he still wasn’t back. He had not reached out to me at all but when I asked Ella about him she had said that he was fine and had called to ask her to get something for him.I felt really pathetic when I asked her if he had mentioned anything about me, but then she said he just called to give specific instructions. None of these instructions involved me apparently, he didn’t mention me once. It was obvious that he didn’t care about me as much as wanting to know how I felt after dropping me off.None of it made any sense to me. I was trying my hardest to comprehend the sudden switch from him, after all we shared multiple moments in the hospital. We even shared conve

Rachael was perched outside the door of the study waiting for the two lovebirds inside to go through whatever squabble it was that they were having. The look that Hernandez had on his face when he walked in had irritated her so much, she had considered pulling out her knife and slitting his throat right there and then but she had chosen restraint instead. In a way, he had every right to be skeptical about everything, after all she was also skeptical about everything.She had no idea if Rafael was telling the truth or not. When she had seen his face in the club something had shifted inside her, a feeling which she didn’t quite understand. His face seemed very familiar and for some reason she felt her body instantly warm to him. None of it made any sense to her but that was what she was here to do, make sense of everything. Her being this close to him would definitely reveal everything there was to know and he certainly was very open about his plans.Hermes was definitely not a saint to

RAFAELThe whole room seemed to go completely quiet as the words came out of my mouth. She had a visible look of shock on her face, like she didn’t know what to say. All she could do was stare at me as I stood there wondering if I should even be telling her any of this. I had not been able to bring myself to say anything about what had happened to me when I was younger. When I had returned, I had kept everything to myself because I was too scared to talk to anyone.My mother had tried her hardest to get it out of me but she had failed. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her the details of what I went through in that place. I had tried my hardest to forget about everything but it had been close to impossible for me to do that. Some nights, I woke up screaming and crying from nightmares that haunted me.There was a time she walked into the room and I was curled up in a corner bawling my eyes out because I could still hear the voices in my head. For months after I was back, I found it extre