100 Days With Mr Romero

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PROLOGUE

Pregnancy was a joyous thing they say. A thing to be happy about. But why was I having mixed feelings towards this bun in my oven?

I always expected to get pregnant yes, but that was not in my plan when I had slept with him. It was supposed to be a one night stand. It hasn't been in my plans to have a baby.

How was he going to feel about this baby? Would he accept the baby? Would I-would we raise the baby together? What was to be expected of me? But still, I didn't regret sleeping with him. What I regretted doing was getting to carried away and forgetting to use the protection.

But then the way he had rubbed, licked, sucked...., no Emily, You shouldn't be thinking of things like that.

First, I had to get something in my stomach. I stood up, my handbag in my hand as I vacated the shelter of the warm cafe. Whatever was going to happen, I was keeping the baby-my baby.

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The breeze blew in an alignment into the room as I prepared the outfit I was planning to wear out tonight. Today had been the end of school, my graduation from college and taking a big step into my life. There was no better way to celebrate than to go to a club. Not just any club but the most popular club in the whole of New York.

I had moved to New York few years back, leaving my family in another country-miles away to study and help my parents and assist them. I was now a step closer to assisting them. I just had to get myself a perfect job and relieve them of a little stress.

"Emma, don't tell me you aren't dressed yet?" Lily, my best friend of two years walked into my small apartment with irritation. She was dressed in a short tight purple dress with black stilettos to complete her look. Her hair was packed in a messy bun on her head as her bright earrings dangled on her ears.

She had put on a light make up and the lipstick she had gone for this night was a red one. I looked at her, staring confusedly as I tried to gauge why she would be ready to attend the club at 6pm in the evening.

"Lily, I get that you don't like being late but this is just too early for my sake." I rolled my eyes at her, leaving her irritated face and walking into the living room.

I placed myself on my small red couch with throw pillows scattered around it when Lily walked in,

"Bitch, I'm aware it's early but we aren't going to the club first. I told dad of our outing and he suggested we go out for dinner before clubbing." She rubbed her nape as she spoke to me, slowing down her words like she was explaining to a six year old.

I looked up at her, this time it was my turn to get irritated, "Then you should have called me before coming here. Where do I want to start from? I'm still on my Pjs, with a messy hair and fuck, sometimes I could just strangle you." I pushed my hands on my head, massaging my brunette hair, rubbing my scalp along.

"I'm so sorry, I forgot. Daddy was hell bent on sending me here sooner. He wanted to be sure I came along with Tony. Tony had been working for the Taylor family since Lily had been little.

Lily's father was a well known billionaire in New York. He was involved in men underwear's manufacturing and suffice to say his business was booming well. If it hadn't been for the connection Lily had, we wouldn't have been able to make it to the club, BLING.