Sam has been clean since I bailed him out of jail. We just needed to stay low until Nico forgot about us. But it seems Sam ran right to him when he needed a fix. When Nico found me walking home from work he slammed my head up against the side of his car and he pulled me into the vehicle. When I finally came to, I was in this room and couldn’t stop vomiting. I’m still not sure if it was the impact of the blow that made me so sick or the morning sickness. I thought I was past that stage of my pregnancy, but I guess not. At the thought of my baby, my hands protectively cover my little baby bump.
Nico follows my movements, and a sinister smile spreads across his face. The look makes my heartbeat accelerate. He’s been leaving me alone for the most part, but he let me know Sam gave me up without so much as a fight. His words feel like an axe through the heart, because I never thought Sam would betray me.
“Now don’t be like that, Becs. That baby is going to make us a whole lot of fucking money,” he says, taking a few steps closer to me. I push back against the wall in a pointless attempt to get more space from him. Which only gets me a glare.
“You’re lucky, you know,” he says, grabbing the sheet from the bed and tossing it to the floor. “If that baby wasn’t his, I would get rid of it. You were supposed to be mine. But then I found out who he is, and what he is really worth. He’s not just some rich boy. Nope. You went and snagged yourself a billionaire. I’m betting he’s going to pay big money to get you or that baby back.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that if I was you,” I whisper, bringing my knees up to my chest, trying to physically disappear. Without the sheet I have no protection from him at all. After I had thrown up on myself, he gave me a shirt to wear. His. It smells like him and I can’t stand it, but it is better than nothing.
“If I was you, Becs, I would be singing another tune. Without him, I have no reason not to do what I want to do to you.” Reaching into his already-open jeans, he pulls his cock out and starts to stroke himself. “I could still use your body though.” I can feel his eyes run over my body as if they’re actually touching me.
“I’ll fight you,” I snap out. “Too much stress and I could lose this baby. All that money down the drain,” I say with as much force as I can, so that maybe he’ll believe me. I’m not sure I would put up much of a fight if I there was a danger any harm would come to my baby. I would endure anything to protect my child.
He continues to just stare at me while he strokes himself. I turn my face so I don’t have to look at him.
“Look at me.” His growl pulls my eyes back to him. Why does he do this? I know for a fact he just fucked another woman in the other room. I’ve been to his club and I know women throw themselves at him.
He starts pumping himself fast, but I see something move in the doorway and it catches my attention. It’s the woman who’s been bringing me food. I also think she’s the one he was fucking moments ago, judging from the state of her undress. Her hair is wet, and she has a towel wrapped around her body. When our eyes meet, all I can think is if looks could kill I’d be a goner.
Glancing over his shoulder, Nico nods for her to come closer. She smirks at me as if she has won some battle that I don’t want to be a part of. She drops the towel and struts towards him like she’s on the runway. She’s pretty enough to be. Why someone like her would choose to be with Nico is beyond me.
When she reaches him, she leans in to take a kiss, but he grabs her by her long, wet, chocolate brown hair and pulls her back from him.
“You know better,” he snaps at her. “God knows where your fucking mouth has been.” Forcefully releasing her hair, he pushes her and she falls to the floor, letting out a squeak.
When she starts to get up he stops her with a shake of his head. “Crawl over here and do the only thing you’re allowed to with your mouth.”
I wonder if she is going to do it. When she starts to crawl towards him, I see a smile on her face. What the fuck? Getting on her knees, she takes him into her mouth. Looking back at him, I see he’s just staring at me.
“Spread your legs.”
I close my eyes and shake my head no.
“Becs, don’t make me come over there. I promise it will hurt if I have to do it. I can’t fuck you yet, but I’m going to look at the pink pussy while I get my cock sucked, and you better hope it curbs the craving for what I want to do to you.”
Shakily I extend my legs back out and spread them, hoping he won’t make me remove my underwear.
“More,” he growls as he starts to pump himself into the woman’s mouth. Sucking noises fill the room and it makes me nauseous.
Spreading my legs a little further apart, I watch his eyes lock on my covered pussy.
“Pull them to the side,” he commands, licking his lips.
Fearing that he’ll actually make good on his threat to come over here, I tentatively grab the side of my panties, pulling them over so my pussy lips are showing. I start to close my eyes but I know he’ll just make me open them again.
“Ah fuck, Becs,” he moans, taking a fistful of the woman’s hair, pushing her further down on him while he pumps into her at the same time. “Fuck, I can’t wait to get into that pussy. I’m gonna fill your cunt with my cum. You’ll take every drop of me until I can’t cum anymore. My balls will be completely empty.”
His words make my stomach turn, and I try to focus on a spot beyond him. If I have to watch anymore, I might throw up again.