CIARA

"You are pregnant."

"I beg your pardon?"

"You're pregnant, Miss."

"How could I possibly be pregnant? I'm on the pill, and I take the morning-after pill every time despite my IUD. There is no way those test results are accurate."

The doctor stares at me for a while "Do you have your pills with you?"

"Yes, I do, Doctor Richard."

"Let me see it." I hand it over, and he checks the tablets.

He stays quiet for a while before clearing his throat "I'm sorry, Miss Ciara, but these are just vitamins."

There's a sudden ringing in my head as I stare at him in shock.

No way. All along, I'd suspected Matthew had messed with my things. But to get me pregnant just for me to stay with him? Who on earth does this?

I swallow and shift uncomfortably in my seat. "I want an abortion."

Doctor Richard stares at me "Are you sure Miss Ciara? Why not take some time to think about it?"

I shake my head "No...I want an abortion right now. I will not stay one more hour knowing I'm still pregnant with this child."

He nods. "Okay then. A nurse will escort you to a ward and prepare you for the surgery. Do you have any questions?"

"No."

"Would you like to know how far along you are?"

"No I won't."

The nurse takes me to the ward where I'm changed while I lie down and stare at the hospital walls and

ceilings.

I sent Calista a message, "Babes, I need to stay with you for some weeks. I'm a bit down."

A second later, her response comes in "Tell me where you're at, and I'd come get you right now." I smile sadly as tears fall from my eyes "I'd come by myself, Calista, no worries, love you."

"Love you more, darling."

I stare into nothing as I try to stop my tears...I'm an only child with absent parents, and I should welcome this child openly, but I completely refuse to be manipulated and controlled in this manner.

I stand slowly and walk away from the hospital, taking a cab to the beach, where I stay, reflecting on things in the breeze.

As an orphan, the closest I've got to family is Calista; she became my friend at the early age of six after I lost my parents. Her mother practically adopted me, but Mathew never agreed to them adopting me legally, so I stayed with them all my life as a guest.

I avoided him like the plague despite my crazy crush on him, until one day after my nineteenth birthday.

I had just returned from hanging out, Calista stayed back with Chad her date while I returned home early.

Matthew was apparently in a very bad mood. I should have simply walked away, but I couldn't; my heart ached as I watched him light up cigarette after cigarette pacing the pool, and so I went to him

"Matthew, are you okay?"

He eyes me from head to toe and then pours himself a bottle of gin, ignoring me totally.

"You know, talking to me could make you feel much better."

He scoffs and then smirks "The only way you can make me feel better is if I'm balls deep inside you"

There's a stunned silence as I stare at him in shock; I've always made sure to stay out of his way, never crossing paths with him " Who's stopping you, Mathew?"

For the first time since I've known him, he looked lost and confused. He clears his throat "You should leave now."

Looking back now, maybe I should have walked away, but I was so in love with him that I just wanted my turn with him even once. I moved even closer to him, then removed the very flimsy gown I had on, then removed my bra as my breasts spilt free, and he groaned as he hardened in his briefs

"You really should go, little girl...it's for your own good."

I scoff then walk up to him "What is it about me that even reminds you of a little girl? Tell me you don't like what you see, I dare you."

He stares but backs away " I need you to leave now Ciara"

I ignore him and face him squarely as I remove the glass of scotch with him and place his palms on my breasts, palming and squeezing with his hands as he groans but still tries to walk away so I hold his cock through his briefs and he screams "Fuck...I gave you time to walk away, you didn't."

I ignore him and kneel before him, removing his cock from his briefs as I lick him up sloppily, I play with his sac a bit more before I bulb my head down his massive cock as he grunts then pulls me up and kisses me, he carries me via the back door and takes me to his room as he bounces me into his bed and comes down on me, using his mouth on my pussy lip as I squirm in pleasure but he doesn't stop there, he torments me with his fingers before finally lining himself at my entrance as I go still "Oh..Ciara, there is no backing out after this."

I should have warned him, he was my first but I'm so distracted until he slams into me I lose my sense of presence and scream in pain "Fuck...why didn't you tell me you were a virgin Ciara?"

Tears pull at my eyes, and he pauses as he dries my tears "Should I stop Ciara?"

"No.. don't stop"

"Thank you for letting me be your first, I'd be your last." He slams back in, pulls out, repeats the motion, but after a while, it begins to feel so good my fingers claw at his back

"You're so tight, and you feel so good" He groans

"You're so big, Mathew, you feel so good...faster"

And so he dives even faster into me and for a moment it feels like my vagina might snap into two but it doesn't as my orgasm catches on and he cums, grunting and brutally drilling into me.

"There's no going back after this, Ciara." I should have listened to him, believed him, but I was lost in my stolen moments with him as he began coming to me every day after that day. I made sure Calista or anyone else didn't find out.

"Why on earth did you get an IUD, Ciara?"

"Because I'm not ready to become anyone's mother. I'm still a child myself."

"Come on, Cici, we've only been together for days, and the first thing you get is an IUD? If you get pregnant, I'd take care of both you and the baby."

I scoff "Dream on Matthew..I'm not removing this IUD. I'd rather have us go our separate ways instead."

"Whoa! Woah! Calm down, Ciara. Alright,t I'm fine with it if it's what you want.

My phone rings, bringing me out of my reverie as Calista's voice comes through "What's keeping you, Ciara? I'm on my way now."

I leave the beach and go to her family home because he lives alone and he never goes there. But as I step through the door and laugh while hugging Calista, I find Mathew staring at me from across the room.

I began pacing around. "Go check out Ciara's movement, and if she's recently made new friends. "

Damn .. I need to fix this fast.

" What did you find?"

"She's just recently started seeing Tony. She's not made new friends, and she just got out of the hospital."

I still go very still at the word hospital. What is she doing at the hospital? Is she unwell?"

Louis clears his throat "Now I need you to be calm about this Mathew"

"What the fuck is going on?"

"She's just gone into the hospital for an abortion today" Every single thing around me blurs immediately "Did you just say abortion?"

"Yes, according to my men, she found out she was three Months pregnant and immediately requested an abortion. She never wrote the name of the father of the child."

"I am the father of the child"

"What? Then why did she get an abortion?"

"I'd like to know the answer to that too. I'm leaving the office now.

I call my assistant into the office, "Cancel everything I have pressing for the next week. I'd be back as soon as I can Geoffrey"

"Yes sir." He steps out

"Where is she now Louis?"

"She's on her way to your old family house."

I nod..."Okay guess I'm going home "

I rise from the chair and walk away from the office, get into my car and drive towards the old house. I'd never, ever, let her go in this lifetime.

I drive down to the house and Calista is first to berate me "Now what on earth are you doing here Mathew?"

I scoff "Last I checked both our parents own the house and we both grew up in this house"

"So is your little fiancée with you?"

"No, she's not Calista, give me a break. I'm going to my room." I walk away and she calls after me "Mom and dad will be so glad you came around."

I drop my things off in the room and move down the stairs to the kitchen, lighting a cigarette...I promised I'd quit yet whenever I'm in a nervous state I revert to my cigarette, my bad habit. I put out the cigarette, pick a glass of sparkling water when I hear her voice as I move towards them; she freezes the moment she sees me.

"Hello Ciara."

"Hi Matthew." She says softly then clears her throat before looking at Carlista in question as Calista shrugs nonchalantly.

"Babes, Matthew suddenly turned up here without prior notice hope you don't mind?"

"Of course not it's fine." She says softly. "

She chose to come here to avoid me but there is no avoiding me right now because we both need to have the dreaded conversation she's avoiding.

Calista fawns over her "Sweetheart, why were you at the hospital? Are you okay? Should you be standing?"

"I'm fine Calista...just need to lie down right now."

She takes her hand as they both walk up the stairs together, disappearing from my sight.

I wait until Calista comes out "She's asleep, I need to get some things outside now I'd be back on time. Please keep an eye on her for me will you? I know you don't like her but please she's the closest one I have to a sister."

I scoff "Why do you even think I don't like her?"

"Well duh...she avoids you like a plague and you ignore her totally which works just fine for me but today she's sick so I need you to watch her for me."

"Okay, Calista." I walk up to her, hug her and kiss her forehead as she eyes me suspiciously" You should let Louis take you"

She snaps immediately "I don't need Louis, I can go out by myself."

There's a story there I know but since they both don't tell me anything I act like I know nothing.

Immediately she leaves, I go to Cara's room where I find her asleep, a few minutes later, it starts raining heavily and I get a text message from Louis "I have your sister, I'd return her after the storm has passed"

I shake my head at that.. he'd share when he's comfortable sharing. I pick a chair and sit beside her as I stare at her then light a cigarette, two hours later she finally yawns and comes awake. I sent the butler a message to get soup for her.

"Are you feeling better Ciara?"

She frowns "Where is Calista?"

"She went out so it's just us. Would you care for water?" I open a bottle of still water and pour some into a cup, helping her sit as I help her drink it from the cup.

The butler James walks in with a tray which contains her soup and I collect it. "Drink up, it's healing soup" So I feed her and wait until she's done and a little relaxed before clearing my throat "Why on earth would you choose an abortion over telling me you were carrying our child Ciara?"

She scoffs "Of course you know already... doctor-patient clause doesn't even matter to you."

" Why would I keep a child I never signed up for? You want things always done your way but I will not be a pawn in whatever games you're playing. I'm done with you."

"Did it ever occur to you that I might actually want the child?"

"Oh get a grip and get off Lulu land Mathew; you're engaged very publicly to another woman, I told you I wasn't ready to have a child, you switched my pills, had my IUD removed without my consent just to keep me tied to you and I won't be having that. I'd like to go back to sleep now, please excuse me."

I stand, help her lie back, adjust her bed cover and kiss her lightly even as she stiffens.

"I know you're mad right now and it's fine, I'm sorry. Heal, I'll watch you till you're fully healed but we are not done, Ciara."

CIARA

I yawned as I opened my eyes slowly and discovered him beside me on the bed; no wonder I remained warm  inspite of the heavy storm that refused to stop. I tried to stand but he pulled my back to himself; his hard on digging into my back side as he spooned me so I pushed harder and he grunted "Good morning Ciara."

I scoffed. "Why are you here Mat? What if someone had walked in?"

"The storm is pretty bad so no one can come in but even if they do I'd handle it."

I exhaled slowly. "You are engaged to someone else; you should stay away from me."

"I know you are still mad at me but we need to discuss this. Why chose to have an abortion?"

"Why did you chose to swap my pills without my consent? How was my IUD removed without me knowing? You are a very known figure who got very engaged to Maggie; you need to forget about anything we had and move on with your life like I did mine."

The silence that followed was heavy and suffocating as the rain outside intensified leaving the atmosphere tensed.

"I thought I was down with a flu or something but imagine my shock when they told me I was pregnant. You are the most selfish man I've ever met in my life Mathew. You want a wife and a mistress but I'm not playing your game with you."

The rain stopped, leaving the world gray and washed clean. I stood, staring at the window. 

I turned to look at him, my eyes void of the softness they had held on "You cornered me everywhere...."

"Because you were avoiding me," he snapped, stepping closer to the window. "You pushed me away, Ciara. I thought you wanted this."

"Did you ever stop to think maybe I wanted you but not what you wanted to make me?" 

I tightened my robe "I need to go home, Matthew. I can't be here with you looking at me like I'm a mistake."

I started to walk past him, but he didn't move. 

"Did you love me at all?" he asked, the question tearing at his throat.

I paused, my hand on the doorknob. I looked back at him, and for a second, the anger cracked, revealing the hurt beneath. "I loved you enough to die for you, Matthew. That's the problem. I loved you more than you were ever willing to love me and only a manipulative jerk like you would bring up love right now."

The door clicked shut as I walked away from him.

He found me at the garden an hour later, ignoring the pouring rain as I pulled weeds from the soil. I looked like a wild creature, soaked to the bone, my hair plastered to her face.

"You're crazy," he called out to me, approaching through the mud.

I didn't look up. "Go away, Matthew."

"I'm not going anywhere," he said, walking right up to me. He grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to turn to him. "You're shivering."

"I'm fine." I tried to shrug him off, but he held on, my grip tight enough to bruise.

"You didn't eventually go through with the abortion," he stated. It wasn't a question.

My eyes went wide, then narrowed into slits. "You don't know that. I handled the procedure."

"I know you're pregnant," he said, leaning in until our noses were almost touching. "I know you better than you know yourself. Your body is fighting to protect something, Ciara. You're fertile, you're weak, and you're carrying my child."

"I'm not a vessel for your legacy, Matthew!" I shoved me hard, the force surprising him enough that he stumbled back. "Get out of my life. Just get out."

I pushed past him, but he caught my wrist, spinning me around and pinning me against the rough bark of an old oak tree. The rain soaked through our clothes instantly, our chests pressed together, skin slick and hot.

"Don't do this," he growled, his mouth hovering over hers. "I'm not letting you walk away from me, Ciara. I'm going to make you remember exactly what it felt like to be with me."

"Then prove it and leave me the hell alone" I screamed, water dripping from her chin. 

That was all the invitation he needed. He didn't waste another second. He kissed me, hard and desperate, claiming my mouth with a ferocity that bordered on violence. His tongue thrust deep, demanding access, tasting the rain and the sweetness of her that he had been starving for. My hands clenched in his wet hair, pulling him closer, my breath hitching in a moan that escaped into the storm.

One hand moved to the back of my neck, holding me in place, while the other tore at the sash of my robe, letting the fabric fall open. The cold air hit my skin, but his body was a furnace against me. 

"Matthew," I gasped against his lips. "We're outside."

"So what?" he nipped at my bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. "The whole world can see us. The whole world can watch me take what's mine."

He lifted me effortlessly, her legs wrapping instinctively around my waist. He buried my face in the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent and lowered me onto the soft, wet grass of the garden. He covered my body with his, weight pinning me to the earth, his erection already hard and aching, pressing demandingly against my thigh.

"Look at me, Ciara," he commanded, his voice dropping to a rough growl.

I opened her eyes, dark with desire, water pooling in her lashes. I reached down, my fingers trembling as I unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it open to reveal his chest. I ran my hands over his skin, my touch electric, making him shudder.

"You think you can just walk away?" he whispered, his lips brushing against my earlobe, biting down gently. "You think you can carry my child and then just choose to leave? No. You belong to me. Your body, your mind, your child."

"I hate you," I breathed, my nails digging into his back as he ground his hips against me, letting me feel exactly how much I affected me.

"I know," he groaned, aligning himself with my heat. "But you're mine, Ciara. And I'm going to make you scream my name until you believe it."

He thrust into me in one fluid motion, sheath enveloping me instantly, hot and tight and perfect. I cried out, my back arching off the ground, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he began to move. The rain continued to fall, washing over us, blurring the edges of the world until there was only the friction of our bodies, the slick heat of our skin, and the thunder of our hearts beating in sync.

He fucked me with a wild, desperate rhythm, each stroke harder and deeper than the last. He wanted to mark me, to leave his sign on my skin, to remind me that no matter where I went, he was the one who knew my body best. My legs wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling him in deeper, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

"Mathew..." I moaned, my head falling back against the wet grass. "Please... don't stop."

"Never," he growled, reaching between us to rub my clit with his thumb as he pistoned into me. "I'm never letting you go."

I arched my back, my walls clamping down around me, milking him for everything he had. My eyes rolled back, my mouth open in a silent scream as I shattered, my body convulsing around his. The feeling was blinding, pushing him over the edge as he roared my name, emptying himself into me with a guttural cry.

He collapsed on top of me, both of us breathless and spent, the rain cooling our overheated skin. He held me close, burying his face in my neck, listening to the thunderous thumping of my heart. He didn't care about the mud, the wet clothes, or the public display. "You're mine, Ciara," he whispered against my skin. "Always."

I didn't answer, but I didn't pull away either. He turned my head to look at him, a small, broken smile touching my lips. "You're absolutely insane Matthew."

"I'm your man," I corrected, kissing her forehead. "And I'm not letting you leave this garden until you agree to forgive me."

I laughed softly, a sound that seemed too light for the storm raging inside me. "You think a fuck is going to fix everything, don't you?"

"It fixed something," he said, nuzzling my neck. "It fixed you and it's going to keep fixing us. Now get up. We need to clean up before Calista comes looking for us."

I groaned but moved, my legs trembling as I stood. He helped me up, his arms around my waist, keeping me steady. We were a mess, a tangled mess of limbs and wet clothes, but he didn't care. 

As we walked back to the house, he cleared his throat "Some Paps got their hands on your medical records, it's how I discovered you never went through with the abortion. I've handled them."

"Are you fucking kidding me Matthew? So...I don't even get any privacy?" I scoffed and as he's about to respond, the moment we stepped into the house, we found Maggie, his fiancée waiting inside.

She stared at us for a while then walked up and kissed him on his lips as he quickly pushed her aside "Hi babe."