Chapter 11

Hussain POV

Pacing back and forth in the doctor's office, I nervously rubbed my sweaty palms in my suit, watching as Doctor Ramsay inspect Maria, who laid still on the examination bed, smiling at the tiny screen next to her, that wasn't a good sign, I sighed.

"Well, Congratulations Mr. Myers, looks like you're going to be a father, judging by the size of the fetus," he pointed to the monitor, "She is about six weeks in, thirty-four more weeks to go, Missy," Doctor Ramsay joked ignorantly, "No..." I vigorously shook my head in disagreement, "This can't be, I used protection. She swore to me she was on the pill,"

"Twenty-five percent out of a hundred pregnancies occurs even when each party uses protection," he chuckled, "I deal with cases like this every day,"

"No... I can’t... I am not supposed to get married or have kids Ramsey, I am happy being alone and I want it to stay that way,"

"I deal with this too, the anxiety of an expecting father... It's normal, don't worry,"

"You not listening, I don't want to be a father... Not now, not tomorrow... Never,"

"I don't under—"

"How much is it?" I dipped into the pants pocket for my wallet, counting through several hundred dollars bills,

"I-I am sorry," Doctor Ramsay stammered, "I don't know what you mean."

"To get rid of it! Damn it!" I punched the door, anger, and confusion channeling through my veins,

"I am sorry Mr. Myers but if you're talking about what I'm thinking, I cannot help you, it's beyond my practice and it will solely be based on the young lady's decision,"

"You son of a bitch," Maria groaned, as she pulled herself up, seated in the middle of the bed,

"I will give you two some privacy," the doctor hurried out of the room,

"First of all, disrespect me or my mother again and I can't guarantee you... it will be only one of us leaving this room, do you understand?" I snarled "Yes, yes, Mr. Myers," her voice trembled, cracking in between each word "Good, now listen closely this child will ruin both of our lives, you're not far along, so won't be surgically done, I have read a few things online and all you have to do is take a small pill, that's it... I will pay you, Maria, five million upfront, if you just get rid of it... And skip town,"

Eyes glistening, Maria stared up at me, my heart sank with guilt when I saw her trying to fight back the tears,

"You don't understand, this isn't just about you, if I abort this baby, there is a possibility I won't get pregnant again, you may not want kids, but I do, I want to have a family Hus—I mean, Mr. Myers," she sobbed.

"I am sorry Maria, I am, and I will get you the best surgeons to make sure you can have another baby,"

"No, Mr. Myers... I am sorry but I am not aborting it,"

"Maria, listen—"

"I have made up my mind, and if you don't stand up your responsibility... I will go to the press,"

Dragging my fingers on the side of my sweaty nose, I chuckled, in disbelief, Maria is threatening me, sweet... sweet Maria is trying to blackmail me,

"Who would believe the poor maid," I cackled, "The same maid who was exposed by her co-workers about having her boss's photographs plastered on the walks of her room? I don't know Maria, it sounds like you drugged me, after all you’re the one responsible for meals preparation,"

"You bloody monster... You wouldn't dare,"

"No, I wouldn't because that's not the kind of man I am, listen. You are just emotional, and afraid and I understand that, but be careful of the threats you send,"

"I am keeping— "

"I know, you have said a million times if not more, and I know why you're doing this, but I will never love you, Maria... Never,"

"Can you two wrap it up, I have got a long line of patients out here," Doctor Ramsay tapped lightly on the door,

"You can come in Ramsay, I was just leaving,"

Strengthening my jacket, I paced through the door, smiling at the waiting couples, who came to see Doctor Ramsay. Maria and I came in separate cars, so I didn't need to wait for her. With my eyes fixed to the floor, slowly I stepped outside of the building,

"Is every alright Mr. Myers?" Aiden inquired as I approach the car "Take me to the office... In fact, no take me home," I dismissed his question

"Where is Maria sir? I know she drove in a separate car but—"

"But nothing, Carter will carry her back to the house, or you can stay here and wait for her if you're so concern,"

"No sir, my apologies... I will take you home,"

"Then stop with the questions and do so,"

Arriving at the house, I went into my studio, Jiggling the ice around in my almost empty cup, while the sweats on the outside dribbled down on my lap, small water drops softening the blank canvas, What I am going to do, I questioned myself. Maria is going to go through with it and just... Maybe I was being unfair to her, thinking about myself and my reputation, that would be the biggest scandal of the year, I don't know how I am going to fix it, but I need to before anyone finds out it's not only the house Maria cleans.

This wasn't good... this situation isn't favorable to neither of us, but Maria is too blinded by love to see that. They will come up with their assumptions of what is happening behind these walls, this will ruin me.

Flashback

"Oh my God, Mr. Myers," Maria screeched, "What happened to your shirt?"

"Oh, Maria," I chuckled, my breath reeking of whiskey and cigars,

"I was having a drink with a few associates and I got carried away, as for the shirt—" I lurched, falling forward into Maria's arms, I am not a drunkard or an alcoholic, I listened to my inner voice, I just lack good friends with true intentions, and I hope I didn't do anything stupid at the bar that will be trending and printed by some tabloid tomorrow.

"The shirt Mr. Myers, you were saying?"

"What shirt?" I ogled down at her lips "Ok," she cleared her throat, "let's get you cleaned up and in bed, she mumbled

With my arms around Maria's neck, I marched up the stairs, my feet felt like I was pulling metal chains with each step,

"Careful now Mr. Myers," Maria leaned me against the wall as she twisted the doorknob, "Come on, let's get you cleaned up, a nice warm bath will do the trick,"

Standing by my bedside, I leaned in towards the night table, starting the family picture protected by the silver-lined picture framed. It's hard to believe that was a time in our lives where we were all happy until the greed got the best of my parents, leaving us tainted by it, no longer a family but only related by blood.

Placing the frame downwards, I pulled the buttons to my jacket, tugging on the sleeves of my undershirt, pulling it from my body "Mr. Myers, the bath is... Ready," she whispered, looking away from my naked torso "Thanks, Maria" I whispered, unzipping my pants, pushing it down my knees, as I watched her, fondling her neck, uneasy with my nakedness,

"Can you, uh, pass the towel over there,"

"Over where?" Her eyes shifted on me, traveling down to my manhood, with lips barely opened, enchanted by its size, Maria didn't look away, she couldn't.

Striding towards her, I took her hand in mine, clasping it around my cock, slowly stroking it with my hands covering hers, giving her a push start, "Right here," I mumbled, raising her chin with my fingers.

Meeting my gaze, she stroked my cock slowly, staring into my eyes as she reached for a kiss. Crashing my mouth onto hers, she leaped on me, lapping her legs around my waist like a belt. I could feel the hardness of manhood pressing her ass as I lowered her on the bed, lifting her uniform over her head, wearing nothing underneath it. Pushing her ample breasts together, I climbed on top of her, thrusting through her huddled breasts, my tip brushing her lips with each stroke. Letting them fall apart, she took me into her mouth, fondling my sacs while I penetrated her throat,

"Fuck, Maria," I moaned, "You want to come in that pretty mouth?" I continued to fuck her mouth,

Sliding down her stomach, I hoisted her legs, placing on each of my shoulders, poking my prick into her pussy,

"Mr. Myers," she moaned, sinking her nails into my flesh "Please... Call me Hussain… for tonight."

Present day I never forgot that night because it continued for weeks, night after night until I realized it didn't feel as good as before, so I ended it, but now she is pregnant with my child, all because of my recklessness. Hearing low mumbles, I strode over to the window, watching as my Gardner, Louis, and Maria was in what seemed to be a heated argument, what could they be fighting about. Observing Louis body language before he stormed, I took the cellphone from my pocket, dialing the number of the last person I called,

"Doctor Ramsay, I called to apologize about what happened earlier, is it possible if we meet up for lunch? It's on me."