Who really are you?

**Valerie’s POV**

I watched him take off his clothes revealing that perfect body. Got into the bathtub and began giving me a scrub. He then leaned forward to give me a kiss. I leaned forward to also reciprocate his action when a voice in my head said.

“Valerie? What are you doing? It could be a trap.”

I instantly withdrew myself before I did something I might regret. I couldn’t look at his eyes, but I could feel the pain as he stared at me, but I kept telling myself that no, Valerie, you’re not going to be stupid twice.

“Hmm…” he coughed “Have a good night’s rest today, I’d be taking you for checkups tomorrow just to be sure that you’re okay,” he said before stepping out of the bathtub heading to his room.

He grabbed a towel by the side and was about to leave, but stopped in his tracks.

“By the way, my room is always free and open to you.” He said with a straight face before finally leaving.

Even in my dreams I won’t be sharing a room with you again, because as it stands now, I can’t trust anyone, aside from Ma’am Savanna, ma’am Montana and Mrs. Brentwood. As for Oliver, he’s lost that chance already.

I quickly finished up with my bath and went to one of the vacant rooms in the palace.

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It was morning already and the maids had come to wake me up informing me that my bath was ready. To be honest, I really missed this treatment, feeling like a princess again was it all for me.

I got down from bed, had my bath and as usual, my dress has been handpicked by Mrs. Brentwood or Ma’am savanna or maybe both.

I came out of my room looking all hot for a six week preggo, I met Oliver downstairs all set as he led me to the car heading for the hospital. I wondered why he didn’t call the family doctor home for the treatment instead of going together to the hospital. I didn’t think much about it so I just shrugged it off.

We got to the hospital and we were taken to a special room and was attended to immediately. The doctor took some samples and we left. Although, before leaving, Oliver was alone with the doctor asking some questions. I was confused whether to be suspicious about his moves or to be nonchalant about them.

We got home and to my surprise Mrs. Brentwood had ordered the maids to prepare different sumptuous meals which were lined on the table looking so delicious. The giants inside me could already feel it too as a great amount of hunger hits me all at once.

I threw my bags on the floor and dug into the food. After much eating, I became really tired and stopped. Oliver walked into the room and met me, I'm that spot with my mouth filled with food, he looked at Mrs. Brentwood surprised but she quickly understood and said.

“That's how they are, she's carrying two babies Oliver so leave her alone.”

He turned to me with a stern face after that and said, “meet me in my room after you charade.”

“And why should I do that?” I asked.

“Don’t do this now Valerie.”

“But…”

He just walked out on me after that, leaving me in suspense. What was really the essence of him asking to meet with me. I really wanted to ignore, but my curiosity as always was at its peak.

I got to his room and noticed that he had made some changes to it, some furniture had been changed, I looked around but couldn't find him until I sighted his shadow on the balcony. I moved closer to him and noticed he had a bottle of tequila in his hands.

“Hey, so you've changed your room setting huh?” I asked In order to draw his attention to me.

When our eyes met, for the first time ever I saw tears fall down from Oliver’s eyes, I didn't know if I should be caring at this point or just stay mute like I didn't notice those tears. I stood there for some seconds until I couldn't take it anymore.

“Oliver? Are you okay? ” I asked.

“Valerie?”

“Yes?”

“Who really, are you?”

This question took me unaware, not knowing where this was heading, I just stood there without saying a word.

“What do you mean Oliver? I'm Valerie of course, the girl you don't like neither do you like seeing my face.”

“Don't turn this on me, Valerie, I ask again, who really, are you?” he said this time sternly

“Oliver please I'm not ready to fight or nag with you right now, I'm really tired from the checkups and I really need some rest. So if you ain't going to say anything, is like to leave”

“You won’t want to do that, trust me.”

I immediately felt challenged and quickly went to the door, about to leave when I found out that it was locked. It was at this time I knew that Oliver was serious about this, he had used the remote control to lock the door automatically.

He turned to me, with most eyes moving slowly towards me with just the glass of tequila with him.

“Valerie? How? How did you do it?”

“Oliver at this point you’re really scaring me and I really don't need that for my condition right now.”

He stood right in front of me stretching his hands forward, to reach out for something. I closed my eyes, thinking he was about to touch me until I couldn't feel anything and slowly opened my eyes and found out it was a laptop he brought out.

He slowly walked to the table out in the laptop among everywhere went dead silent for some minutes until he played different clips of me sneaking out for the mansion.

At first, I was shocked, those were the few times I snuck out of the mansion to the club. Where did he get this from? How was this even possible? I thought there wasn't any camera in the back door. I started panicking knowing fully well that I didn't have any excuse to explain myself.

But how am I even sure that he hasn't found out that in Valenchez? The same stripper he's so in love with. Our eyes locked again a bit this time instead of the fearless Valerie, I was now so full of anxiety just staring at him. Oh lord, what do I do? What do I even say?

“I ask again Valerie, who really, are you?” he said still looking right at me sternly with those eyes.