All Chapters of Pregnant After A One Night Stand : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Nichole's Point of ViewCalm and collected, both that they all secretly love. I know that enough is expected from me from here, and I can't afford to let my emotions come into play.So instead, I squirm my expression and walk across the room, looking at all of them in turn before finally sitting on top of the table.The penthouse is wide at first, able to easily accommodate all of us, like about 12 of the men along with three full amounts of arms and ammunition that are in the room.Almost every guy is leisurely toying with a gun and no one finds his way, not at all. It's like second nature to us, being the most dangerous bad person you've ever heard of.It's almost as if most of these men have lost every last bit of humanity that was in them. Now they live to fight, they live for bloodshed, and for some reason, that's the way it's supposed to be.But somehow I wonder, just the way that I was changed, maybe these men don't have a future after all, maybe they could find love. I just al

2 weeks later, Nico's POV2 weeks have freaking passed since I've been casting my eyes on Jasmine, and it was fucking killing me. I still had the unanswered text. It actually has fully cut off from me, and somehow it made me realize that I should have expected this. Maybe all the time it was supposed to end up like this, but I convinced myself to fully accept it.Right now, I'm currently in the company trying to pay attention to the meeting that's supposed to be very important. Most of the members of the board are there. I feel like a part of me has been cut and shattered and then burnt in fire. I feel like a part of me can't do anymore.She had no idea what she was doing by walking in when I was with her. Right now, I had a good night of Sanda, and when I did, I was going to phone her. Well, it's very, very annoying just when I think that when I get home from work, she calls away again.What exactly was she scared of? If only I could thank her and ask her these questions myself inste

Chad's POVJust when I'm about to conclude that I got my information wrong and Nico is not to be here, I glance up towards the office at the far side of the airport as one of the doors opens and Nico himself steps out.I feel my fists clench at my side just by the mere sight of him. There he is, in all his arrogant glory, looking like he's above everyone else in the world. Just the very trait that he exhibited as a member of the Mafia.If only she had known just how arrogant and how dangerous he actually was, then she wouldn't have bothered herself with him in the first place. Alright, the rumors have it that she ran away from Los Angeles just to escape him. Well, for a good cause too.All Nico does is go all around the world dressing like a local royalty and trying to get under people's skin, and he made a very good habit of doing it. He's extremely good at what he does, able to seamlessly make people fall in love with him and then only to use them after and dump them in places where

Nico's POVIt doesn't take me much time; I don't even wait till the end of the day, but I immediately rush off in my helicopter, all the way straight off, head-first into Italy. Just like I instructed, Fabio already has the helicopter ready for me, and the pilots - everything was all set. All he was waiting for was me to step inside, and then we'll be off, which I didn't hesitate to do.He sits across from me in the helicopter, and I stare through the window. The memory and the scenery of everything feels like déjà vu, and I immediately remember the night after my one-night stand with Jasmine, when I was whisked off at the very next moment on a plane to Italy, back where I belonged, to finish up the business I started. Then at one of my most heartbreaking events of all time, I was expected not to show any hint of emotion at all.That was also when I was forced to another reality, that I had to go on with a marriage that didn't count, one that involved Camilla, and so she gave birth to

Jasmine's POV My heart is beating at an alarming rate, and it's even more scary now that I don't know what he wants from me, and I can't even read the expression on his face since he looks back at me with those cold green eyes and an expressionless look.Although I can see a lot of darkness in them, it's almost like he has something to say. No, I'll rephrase that - he has a lot of things to say, but for some reason, he remains silent and his eyes keep on boring straight into my soul.I feel like he can look completely through me. I'm very uncomfortable, but I can't show that he's taking all of my willpower to even maintain eye contact with him, and finally, unable to take it anymore, my eyes drop from his gaze.He keeps me in that position with my hands locked above my head, as though wanting a sort of confirmation from me that I'm going to follow through and not kick up a fuss this time.Finally, I nod twice, assuring him that I'm going to follow him. Only then does he slowly let go