Chapter 59
Megan
Sliding into the dark cool interior of Julian’s state car I reached up and pressed my lips to his cheek. Pressing my tits up against his arm.
“Hello sweetheart did you miss me?” Reaching for his face I tried to turn him to face me so I could kiss him. If I could get that to happen then the rest would come easy. I knew the kind of sexual power I had over men. And Julian was a man. A man I was hoping to use and control.
“You haven’t shaved.” There was stubble under my fingers. It felt rough and itchy. I’d never seen him unshaven before. It was strange.
“I was busy.” Julian snapped. “Sit back and put on your seat belt.”
Pouting I sat back. God I hated it when a man , even a prince tried to order me around. “I never wear a seat belt.”
Julian’s eyes flashed. “You would think you would want to keep our baby safe.” His eyes travelled down the length of my legs encased in black stocking to my heels and he frowned. “If of course you are pregnant.”
I didn’t like the tone of his voice. It sounded like he was doubting me and that just wouldn’t do at all.
Quickly clipping myself in place I lowered my eyes. “You don’t believe me?”
“Those don’t look like the shoes a pregnant woman would wear.” He said pointedly.
Frowning, I stared down at my footwear. Was that what this was about? My choice of heel. “I just wanted to look nice for you Julian.” I kicked them off. “I just wanted you to think I was pretty.”
He groaned. “You are a beautiful woman Megan.” He admitted but it sounded like it took great effort for him to say the words out loud.
“About the baby-“
I turned to him sharply. “What about our baby?”
Julian’s face was dark and closed off.
“You don’t believe the baby is yours do you?” I wailed and I was only half pretending. If he didn’t believe me then all of my plans were over. “Didn’t you read the reports and -“
“Yes I read them and yes I had the sample tested.”
“So what’s the problem?” I was getting angry now and that was a dangerous thing around a man like Julian. “Oh my god Julian. You are going to reject us aren’t you? You are going to abandon us.” I broke down into small raspy sobs. I had given up so much to make this work and now it was about to come crashing down around my designer shoes.
“No.” Julian’s voice was strangled. Reaching for my hand he squeezed my fingers for a second before releasing me. “No if the child is mine then I will never abandon-“
“What do you mean if ? I gave you everything you needed. So what do you mean if-“ my voice was growing shriller and shriller. Wildly I looked out of the window. “Where are we going?”
“Ian?”
From the front of the car his beta Ian glanced in the rear view mirror. “We are going to a hospital, Miss Megan.”
My heart sank even more. “We were just at a hospital though. Why?” It hit me in a rush and it was like all my hopes and dreams suddenly smashed and shattered around me.
“Prince Julian wants you to be tested in person. And of course he wants you to be thoroughly checked out and looked after.” He smiled and it wasn’t a friendly smile. Ian knew what I was about I could see it in his eyes.
He suspected at the very least.
“Ok. I got dressed up for dinner but ok.” There was no point arguing with them. I had dressed for dinner and seduction. The plan had been simple. Get Julian to actually get me pregnant but that was impossible now.
If he wanted me tested then this was all over.
“I don’t understand why we couldn’t stay where we were though?”
“Julian wanted to do this out of town,” Ian said curtly.
“So he could hide me away. Like I’m a dirty little secret. He doesn’t want anyone to know.”
Neither one of them answered me and we all fell silent.
I didn’t know what they were thinking but I could guess.
“Please just don’t-“ I began to say when my stomach spasmed. My hand went to it. Rubbing vigorously. I had been about to ask him to not abandon us but that was pointless. As soon as Julian was told I wasn’t actually pregnant he was going to do more than abandon me. He would have me locked up or something worse. And there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it now.
Another twinge, this one much stronger and I let out a cry. My stomach was cramping so badly.
“Megan?”
Cramping? Mentally I checked the dates and it was like the goddess herself had blessed me.
“Megan, are you ok?” Julian’s voice was full of worry.
I cried out louder this time. Clutching my stomach. It was just my period but he didn’t know that. If I was lucky and clever then I could make him think I was having a miscarriage. If I played it just right I would make him feel so bad and guilty that he would never ever leave me.
“Julian.” I clung to his arm. My nails digging into his shirt sleeve and sobbed in fake pain. “Julian the baby.”
His eyes widened.
“Please Julian. I don’t want to lose our baby. Please don’t let him die.”
Something warm and wet slipped from my body. I felt it soak through my thong and instantly begin trickling down my leg and I didn’t even try and hide it.
I needed him to see I was bleeding. And he did. Julian’s face went pale.
“Our baby will not die. I won’t let that happen. I’ve got you Megan.” He gathered me into his arms and held me and I clung to him. This was going better than I expected.
“I’m going to take care of you. I promise.”
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