It was a cool winter morning, and I was getting prepared for work. I had a warm bath and was getting dressed. I had a busy day ahead of me.
I recounted my day's schedule as I stood admiring myself in front of a mirror. I had a lot of work at the office.
I was so tired of having to oversee all of Donald's business alone since I couldn't trust anyone with the responsibility, not even Ronin. Well, it'll soon be over, I thought to myself.
Donald has recovered considerably, though not fully, but the doctors said I could pick him up today so he could continue the recovery process at home, and I planned on doing that as soon as I was done with work.
Miss Lily served breakfast, and just as I closed my eyes to say a little prayer, I heard the revving of a car engine.
I got up to my feet to check out who it was, but before I could open the door, the door flung open, and Donald staggered in.
He stumbled and almost fell facedown, but I rushed forward and held him.
I was almost crushed under his massive weight. I managed to get him back on his feet, but he roughly pushed me away.
"Get your hands off me, bitch!" He cursed, and I shrieked back, confused at his utterance.
He looked weak yet furious; he dragged me close by the neck of my gown.
"What are you doing to my company?" he yelled, shaking me violently.
Now I understand why he was angry.
"I'm sorry, I..." I wanted to explain, but he wouldn't let me.
"You what?" He roared, "3.2 million losses in just a week!!"
I felt quite ashamed of myself; I was such a terrible caretaker, I didn't even know how it happened.
"Are you going to tell me how, or just stare at me like a scarecrow?" he thundered. I knew Donald never joked with his money.
His face carried a mean expression that scared me.
I was dumbfounded, my limbs trembling.
"I don't know how," I whisper. I wish he didn't hear it, but he did.
"What?" He grinded his teeth in anger; he surged forward and grabbed me by the neck, almost choking me out. Luckily, his strength failed; he grew weaker and almost collapsed on me.
I managed to take him upstairs before calling the doctor.
Ronin stormed in just as I was about to leave; he looked somewhat ecstatic. He spread his arms out and embraced me.
He held me firmly in his arms, my head paced on his chest. I felt much calm and tenderness in his arms, but it didn't seem to take my mind off Donald.
I withdrew from his embrace, and he looked me in the face for a while.
"What's wrong? You don't look okay," he observed.
"I made a loss, and Donald's not happy with it," I confessed. "I don't even know how the shortage came about," I explained further, throwing my hands up in despair.
"Don't worry about that; it'll be fine. I'll help you figure that out," he assured. I wasn't sure if he would, but it at least lightened the burden on my heart.
"Something else," I gulped.
"What's that?" he beamed, rubbing his palms gently on my cheeks.
I sighed heavily and cleared my throat before I let the words out.
"I'm Pregnant"
He was stunned with shock and excitement.
"Are you serious?" He gasped ecstatically.
I nodded in response.
"Have you told Donald about it?" He inquired, looking a bit serious.
"Not yet," I retorted. "He's all about money, and he's so mad at me right now."
"Don't worry, I'll tell him to you.
"So, how about I throw you a party?" he suggested, leaping away joyfully. Before I could object, he was out of sight.
He did throw the party; the parlor was filled with people; shiny bulbs of different colors illuminated the room; drinks were going around; and everyone was jeering away happily.
Donald descended from the stairs; he must have been awoken by the noise; he looked a bit better after having slept for a long time.
Ronin hurried to meet him.
"Surprise for you, man," he cheered.
"You threw me a party?" He asked a bit confusingly.
"No, not you, man," Ronin remarked.
"Who then"
"Them," Ronin disclosed, pointing in my direction.
"Them?"
"Yeah, your wife and your baby," Ronin replied, throwing Donald a friendly punch.
A little smile found its way to the corners of Donald's lips.
He slowly walked towards me. He embraced me tightly. I found it very unusual of him. He kissed my belly before heading away to enjoy the party.
He soon got mixed up with the crowd and was having a good time.
Ronin took me by the arm and hurried me into a strange room; the lights were so dim that one could hardly see a thing.
He stood facing me, his heart pounding hard against his rib cage. His eyes were burning with desire.
He drew closer and placed his hands on my belly, smiling. He looked me lovingly in the eyes before he locked his lips with mine for a passionate kiss.
His hands shifted from my belly to my back, and my body resonated with his tender touch as he lovingly caressed me.
His hands were now all over my body, and my eyes were closed, loving every touch. He moved behind me.
I could now feel his breath on my neck; his hands cupped my breast; his fingertips clipped my nipples, sending a wave of pure ecstasy down my whole body.
I groaned a bit; he had already gotten me at the edge, but suddenly he stopped.
I wasn't sure why I turned around to see Ronin staring away at one corner of the room.
"Come on, Ronin," I urged, and I voluntarily pulled off my top, longing for more of his touch.
The lights suddenly went bright, revealing a person at one end of the room.