52-Making babies

Still feeling uncomfortable and in a strange place, she silently walked through the rooms.

Could she really live in a place like this?

She didn't know. The place was beautiful, but it lacked love to make it a home.

He took a pencil and paper from the library and began to write a note to his little brother's nanny, the only person who had contact with him.

Please take care of Lucas in my absence, I have gotten a job abroad for almost a year, here I leave you an advance of my salary to pay for any medical expenses and for whatever you think is necessary. I will send more later.

Atte. Cassandra

PS: If he wakes up, tell him that I love him very much and that I am doing all this for him.

Cassandra folded the letter and kissed it, then rested it on her heart.

-You don't know how much I miss you Luquitas," she murmured painfully, wishing that her brother would never find out about all this.

After several hours, in which the redhead did nothing more than being an entity wandering around the rooms, finally the CEO returned along with food and shopping bags.

-Hi, I brought you enough food to last you for a week and also some ready-made food for dinner.

Cassandra nodded automatically, she felt she had to obey this man, who was helping her to fix all her stupid mistakes.

-And here you have half of what was agreed.

The young woman took the wooden paper envelope and from inside she took half of the money and then gave the envelope back to Sebastian who took it in confusion.

-I need you to give this money to David," she then took the letter, which she closed neatly in an envelope and gave it to him as well.

Sebastian took both things feeling that he was squeezing them tighter than he should.

-Can you do that for me? If not, I can go...

-No..." he interrupted her dryly "I'll do it, you eat and rest. I'll see you later in the week," he sentenced, leaving the apartment quickly, before Cassandra noticed his annoyance at hearing her name that idiot David.

"And on top of that he was giving her his money and a love letter?"

That infuriated him even more.

As soon as he stepped outside he furiously opened the letter, breaking the redhead's privacy, unable to contain his impulses because of the jealousy he felt knowing that Cassandra's heart might belong to someone else.

But when he read what the letter said, and saw the dried tears that had stained the paper, he knew he could always sink a little deeper into idiocy if he set his mind to it.

-You're stupid," he said to himself wanting to punch himself.

The CEO lifted his face to the balcony with the light on, where inside sat the redhead.

Something in him flared up, a need to want to be a better person for her.

Never before in his 32 years of life had he ever had the intention of wanting to change. He had only kept his feelings locked away, knowing he would never love anyone for fear of being an Aller.

But now he stood there, watching the balcony as if he were Romeo waiting for his Juliet to show herself, but with a fear rising from within, a fear of hurting the one he was truly beginning to love.

Cassandra was under no obligation to heed Sebastian's request not to leave the apartment. She knew she had to maintain her anonymity, no one should know she was there, she was supposed to have traveled abroad for a job and was not incubating the son of a wealthy family.

The redhead had a key to the apartment and she could, if only to go for a walk to clear her mind of those four walls, But it was that very place that now brought her the security she had been looking for so long.

What if she went outside and ran into Alan?

Or even worse, what if her predator recognized her and followed her?

She had no way of knowing, as she still could not recognize her attacker's face.

The very idea of the man following her from the shadows and trapping her in her own home simply made her repulsed and nauseous, as well as a terror running down her spine.

Finally the day came when Sebastian showed up at the apartment to take her for her first checkup. The former secretary had not realized until that moment how much she missed the contact with another person.


-They are going to see us as soon as possible, I told them we were in a hurry," said the CEO in the waiting room, he knew that the longer he was away with Cassandra the greater the chances of being discovered.

-It's okay," replied Cassandra, it being the first time she had spoken in days, feeling her voice raspy from the long silence.

-Miss Deluna," called the doctor.

-Yes..." she answered getting up from her seat and walking towards the doctor's office, feeling Sebastian following her from behind.

"Of course, he has every right to see his son," she thought before it even crossed her mind not to allow him to enter.

-There he has the changing table and inside is the robe he needs to put on-

Cassandra nodded and walked silently towards the dressing room, where she could hear what the doctor and her former boss were talking about.

-Is your wife feeling well?

Sebastian felt like he was almost choking on his own saliva when he heard this, but he tried with all his might to remain calm.

-Yes, it's our first time," he lied nervously.

As the redhead took off her clothes she couldn't help but smile sideways at hearing this, feeling her cheeks flush just imagining how different her life would be if she had a husband who loved her and a child that was the product of love.

"If nothing else, you could pretend for a while," the little voice in her head told her.

-You must be very excited," the woman said cheerfully.

-We are..." replied the CEO shyly.

Cassandra came out of the dressing room, grabbing the attention of both of them, she tried to cover her body with her hands as she walked to the gurney, she didn't feel very comfortable to show her bare legs and arms.
But what could she say? It was assumed that for this doctor, Sebastian was her husband, and that he already knew her inside out.

-Lie down on the stretcher, my dear.

The redhead obeyed, allowing herself to be helped by the gentle and firm grip of "Her husband."