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Dedicated to keewilliams911

Something shoved me so hard causing me to hit my head against the car's window, I yelped and turned to glare at Vincent and that was when I noticed something dripping from my mouth, cleaning my mouth with the back of my hand and brought it in front of my face.

Embarrassment wasn't enough to describe what I felt. Drool.

It was all over my mouth and laps, it was then I understood what it means to want to ground to swallow one up so I kept looking at my laps praying and hoping Vincent aka the devil in my life didn't notice, it was unlikely though. It took everything in me to take a peek up and it was then I knew getting out of that would be hard.

"Sorry for shoving you that hard. I just didn't want those nasty fluids all over my car seat." He shrugged and resumed scrolling through his phone. It was obvious he wasn't sorry and was probably laughing at me internally. I sighed and looked outside.

A gasp left my mouth.

Enormous couldn't describe the building I was staring at, momentarily forgetting my embarrassment. It was a two storey building, the walls was painted white but most of the building were made with glass. I could see the bedrooms and kitchen from even from where I was and they all had simple designs. It was a type of house built for someone who hates interaction with people because it was in a secluded area with trees being the only neighbours.

"Wow." I breath out. I could see Vincent smirking but ignored it, the building was way better than his face anyways. It pleased me to think I'd be spending some months in the gorgeous building and I found myself looking forward to seeing what would be my room. If keeping up the most notorious and annoying man ever was the price then I'd gladly pay it.

I hastily got down and stood in front of the handsome house, spreading my hands and pretending to hug the building while closing my eyes but the slam of the front door forced my eyes back open. Vincent was nowhere to be found. I gritted my teeth, slamming the door in my face was just a reminder that I was a nobody to him and was he wrong?

"Asshole." pushing the door open I stepped in. The interior was just as I expected, not overly furnished and simple. The room was very spaced and had only a white couch right in front of the huge TV, the carpets were white too in fact the only thing that wasn't white were the transparent glass walls. I heard some footsteps and looked up to Vincent standing on the stairs wearing a grey baggy trousers and a black woman beater. I cleared my throat and focused my attention on his face instead I didn't want to have another drooling session.

"Come on, let me show you your room." He gestured for me to come up the stairs and I did. As I got closer I smelled his shampoo and the question was out of my mouth before I had could process it.

"Bathed already?" I grimaced, waiting for a snarky reply but instead I got a chuckle and like a gentleman he was not, helped me up the stairs and linked my hand with his. He had a smile plastered on his face almost throughout the walk. I rolled my eyes at him.

"You know, you don't have to pretend to enjoy my company by putting up a fake smile and acting so gentlemanly." I added, he immediately stopped smiling and dropped my hand.

"Phew! Who knew pretending to be a gentleman would be that hard." He pretended to wipe sweat from his face and looked up as if faced with the most difficult task ever.

"It's not, you're just too much of a dick to be gentlemanly for a minute."

"You're wrong, it lasted for...." He looked at his bare wrist and pretended to check the time.

"A total of 3 minutes." He added with a proud smile.. Really? Was the man serious at all? I rolled my eyes at him and stuck my tongue out. I expected a laugh from him but instead got a glare. I groaned.

"What did I do now?"

"Don't ever stick your tongue out at me." Was this man bipolar or something? One minute he was friendly and we were talking like some civilised beings and the next he was acting like he had a stick shoved up his ass. I stopped walking and turned to face him. Enough of letting him push me around! I raised my eyebrows and gave him the bitchiest look I could muster.

"Oh, and why ?" He gritted his teeth and I could tell my attitude ticked him off. I could imagine he was planning to throw me out.

"Why?" He chuckled cruelly and I actually took a step back. What the actual fuck? This guy was a maniac. What did I get myself into? He started walking closer to me, a dirty smirk on his face. He backed me to a wall and placed his hands at the side of my head. I swallowed as he started leaning down, without knowing it I closed my eyes as I felt his breath on the side of my face. It wasn't until I heard him chuckle that I opened my eyes.

"That's your room." He whispered in my ears and backed away, the heat going with him. He threw me a wink and opened another door, he slammed it before I could open my mouth to ask him why he was playing with me.

It took me minutes to get my bearings and enter the room. The only thing that wasn't white was the vanity which was made with brown oak wood, the bed and the built in closet. I turned around taking in the room, it wasn't too flashy and it had a pleasing atmosphere. I squealed when I looked out the glass walls and saw a pool in front of it. I quickly removed my shoes and flung them somewhere. I was an untidy person by heart so it should be no surprise that I dropped all my clothes on the floor not minding that anyone outside would see all my unmentionables and rushed to the closet, lo and behold there was a one piece at the lower section. I grabbed it and quickly wore it then rushed outside. I didn't know if I could just venture into the pool without permission of the owner so I knocked on the door Vincent disappeared into and waited impatiently for it to open.

I groaned and raised my hand to knock again when the door was pulled open. A Vincent with messy hair and bare torso was put in my view. He was only in shirts and had a towel wrapped around his neck. He raised an eyebrow at me and I figured he was waiting for me to talk.

"I uhm I--" he pushed me slightly so I was completely away from the door frame and followed. Gesturing with his head to the right, he didn't wait but took off, I followed him and soon we were out in the open. Without waiting I ran and jumped in the pool, It was deeper than I expected and but I liked it, I spent some time under liking the feeling of being a fish but pulled back to the surface when I didn't hear a splash that indicated someone got in with me. My eyes landed on Mr asswipes laying on a beach chair with sunglasses on his nose and a drink in his hand.

I swam closer to the view and threw my wet hair over my shoulder. "Tanning your already tanned skin?" I knew immediately that it was a bad idea, why couldn't I just keep my mouth shut? He'd always win over me and I should accept that now.

He gave me his signature smirk and dropped his drink on a small table. I wondered how he got the drinks. Did he have maids?

"Done acting like a fish? I shouldn't have been surprised though, after all you and a star fish have the same level of wisdom." I huffed, I couldn't believe I'd have to keep up with all these for nine whole months.

"Must you always insult me?"

"Must you always ask dumb questions?" I had had enough, I gave him my middle finger and got out of the pool storming out of the place before I murdered someone. He seemed to think it was funny because his laughter followed me back into the house and that infuriated me more. I opened the door to my room and banged the door close, not seeing immediately I went in front of the vanity and was about to undress when I spotted him.

"Arrgh." I screamed and ran to the other side of the room, there leaning against the wall was asswipes's driver. The one who laughed at my perfectly okay phone. He was grinning at me like we were old friends and I returned him a glare.

"What do you you want?" I eyed him wearily, who knows if he was a pervert and came to my room just to see me undress. I was getting ready to kick his ass if that was his reason.

"Is that the way to greet a friend?"

"Answering questions with questions, I can see Vincent is rubbing off on you." I added with an eye roll and he shrugged it off.

"Vincent said to give you this, he said you should err-- do it today." A blush appeared on his tan cheeks and I rose my eyebrow at him. Do what today?

"I'll go now." He practically ran and shut the door behind him. I blinked. What the actual fuck?

I looked down on the bed to see a steel tray with an injection case without the needle. I frowned, was taking drugs part of the contract signed? And the drugs was a liquid white substance. I bent a little and squinted. One would mistake the substance for milk if one didn't look closer.

I shrugged and went to remove my bathing suit. If it was a trick to get me to come to him then I'd disappoint him And if it was something important then he'd come get me himself. Yes! That's a better plan.

I changed into a strapless black crop top and a blue shorts I spotted in the closet. I made note to tell Vincent I'd go home tomorrow to take my clothes. I wasn't comfortable with most of the clothes in the closet as they were revealing one way or the other and they weren't new. I definitely wasn't comfortable wearing his girlfriend's clothes.

I threw my hair into a rough bun on top of my head and moved out of the room. There were only two rooms on the floor, mine and Vincent's whose door was opened. I readied myself to run across his room on my toes so as not to make noise and alert him of my presence. I only made it a few meters past his room when I smacked into a wall. I flailed my hands but still ended up on my butt. After wailing a bit, I looked up to see why a wall who was supposed to stand still forever would decide to move to the middle of a passage. Would it surprise you if I said it was Mr asswipes I saw standing in front of me with a bored expression?

"There are other ways to fall for me without causing harm to yourself but it's okay, anything works." He shrugged and continued walking without even bothering to help me up. I watched him make it to the door frame and stop.

"Have you injected it in?" He turned and asked. I frowned. Injected what in?

"Oh, the white stuff right? I'm not using drugs with you. What the hell is your problem you stupid man?" I stood up, stalked towards him and jabbed a finger in his chest. "Look here, if you force me to take some drugs I'll report you to the police and have them lock you up for months." I threatened.

He sighed. "I've always known you were dumb but this just makes me question myself if you really have a brain, that is not a drug, it is sperm. My s**** to be precise so you will go back to your room now, take the liquid to the bathroom and inject it in your v*****. You will do it for 7 days till it's confirmed you're pregnant. Am I clear?"

I stood there gawking at him, the list he made of what I'll do in the next few days consisted of things I've never done in my whole 26 years of existing. Remembering the drool incident that'll hunt me forever I quickly my mouth.

"What?!" I squeaked out. He rolled his eyes and opened his mouth probably to re explain like I was some dumb retarded kid so I quickly cut him off.

"No, I mean 'what?!' An exclamatory word not 'what?' As a question."

"Whatever." He entered his room and slammed the door in my face.

"Bitch!!" I screeched and hit on his door several times to get my point across. I managed to drag myself to my room and laid on the bed, hunger forgotten. I began to wonder that maybe I had signed up for more than I was ready for, I should have expected all these. Vincent Harry was wanted by many,young and old, all that would surely have gotten to his head. An ordinary girl like me would definitely be like a disturbance for him. If not for the baby he was desperate for he wouldn't look at me twice.

I sat up and took a good look at the white substance again, it definitely was what he called it. I didn't know what I was expecting but it wasn't this. I wondered how he managed to get it in a container that small. Did he......? I shook my head. It was no business of mine how he did it, all I had to do was put it in me. It should be easy I thought so I took the tray and went into the bathroom.

45 minutes later.....

The process looked easy, it was anything but that. It took me almost 10 minutes to undress and another 10 to motivate myself to put it in. I almost puked when I was done, just the day before I'd never have imagined myself doing that. I took a bath, wore a loose pyjama bottom and a crop top. I laid on my back, staring at the ceiling and made a silent prayer. The end result of this should not make me cry......

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Reading this chapter, I noticed I used too much of the "I" pronoun but I'm too lazy to update so sorry for that. I'll try to edit it today.

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