CHAPTER 18

"You don't have to go with me, Sir. The company might need you," I whispered to Achetbir as we sat in the car.

We sat side by side in the far seat of the van he had rented while my mother and sister were in front of us.

"Stop it, Miss Mendoza. I already have my decision," he said emphatically.

I just gasped and did nothing.

"Oh! Hijo, thank you so much for taking care of me. I am sorry for the inconvenience I have caused you," my mother said in front of us as she turned in our direction.

Achetbir smiled sparingly and shook his head a little. "It's okay. I'm happy to help you," he said.

I nodded and just looked out of the car when it started to move.

He was just guilty and cleaning his conscience from the torture he inflicted on me in the office, I sighed in my mind and frowned.

"You are a very kind child, hijo. I hope my daughter meets a man like you," my mother uttered.

I sat up straight and sneezed to clear the air in my throat. Achetbir looked at me and raised his left eyebrow at me. He slowly licked his lower lip and looked at my mother again.

"Has Miss Mendoza never introduced a boyfriend since then?" he asked with curiosity.

My eyes widened slightly, and my hand began to sweat with nervousness.

Damn you really, Achetbir! Be thankful we already broke up, so I can't undermine you now.

"Nothing. That one is going to be a nun," Blair answered his question.

Achetbir chuckled sexily and leaned on his seat. His thighs were crossed while his finger was playing below his knee as if he were happy to hear that.

He slowly turned to me and smirked. "Really, Miss Mendoza?" he asked innocently and simply lowered his gaze to my stomach.

"I-I'm not ready for that yet," I answered safely and focused my eyes on the outside again.

I heard him laugh. No one spoke anymore, and they were in a world of their own. A few moments later, I held my breath when I felt his arm behind my seat as he approached me slightly.

"So, you are also hiding your guy from everyone," he whispered huskily.

I swallowed and simply watched my mother and sister in front.

"Don't meddle with my personal life, Sir." I struggled to stabilize myself despite his softening presence.

"Hmm, why are you so stiff, Miss Mendoza?" he commented playfully to me and brought his face even closer to my neck.

"Achetbir..." I hissed weakly while blinking firmly.

"I also read something on the internet that bothered me a lot. I wonder if it's real," he mumbled as he moved closer.

I couldn't keep quiet because I was more nervous when his body approached me, which was made worse by his hot breath hitting my neck.

"They say that the sex hormones of pregnant women are greater than normal," he murmured under my ear.

"Achetbir..." I whispered weakly.

"Now you are calling out my name again," he said and touched his lip to my neck.

I gripped the hem of his shirt tightly and closed my eyes. "My mom and sister are here."

I felt him smirk on my neck. "When did we get caught, Miss Mendoza?" he asked playfully and started licking my neck.

My body was slowly burning with the heat caused by what he was doing. I didn't understand if it was because of my pregnancy or if it was really his normal effect on me like before. I bit my lower lip so as not to make any noise as he started sucking on the lower part of my neck with his expert tongue.

"Achetbir..." I called his name again as I tightened my grip on his shirt when he inserted his hand inside my top.

"Lean back," he commanded.

Maybe I was really crazy because instead of contradicting what he was doing, I just followed him more. I also often glanced at my family ahead. I breathed a little when I noticed that they were asleep.

I held my breath when Achetbir entered his hand in my pants—especially in my panties. He did it easily because my pants were flexible. "Ughmm..." I muttered as he played with my mound.

"Lower your voice—they might hear you," he said huskily, then continued rubbing my clit.

I shut my eyes tight and grabbed his shirt tightly again as I anticipated his next move.

In one swift move, he delved his finger inside me. "Ohh—" My loud growl was silenced when he suddenly kissed me, and I cried inside his mouth.

He finger-fucked me roughly as he kissed me torridly. I returned his kiss in the middle of my mumble. My hand holding the hem of his shirt moved to his arm and firmly clung to it. At the same time, my mouth parted when he added another finger inside my pussy.

"I-I’m...cumming."

I felt him smirk as he accelerated his finger thrusts. "I know," he murmured.

"Ohh—" He pressed his lips to mine to stop my noise.

"Ohhh..." I moaned inside his mouth as my orgasm came.

My knees trembled with each gush of my juice. Achetbir, on the other hand, kept circling his thumb on my clit as I released my juices.

I faintly let go of him and collapsed, leaning myself against him in helplessness. I felt his finger slowly remove from inside me and pull out of my pants.

I held my breath when he sucked his fingers while staring at me. "Seems like pregnant women cum is tastier," he spoke.

I could feel the warmth on my face at what he said and did. It was only then that I realized the stupidity of what I was doing.

Damn! I just let him finger-fuck me in a freaking van—with my mother and sister in front of me!

"Sleep now, Mendoza. I know you're tired," he said softly in a playful tone and rearranged his seat.

I could do nothing but turn a blind eye to avoid feeling embarrassed.

Earth should eat me right now.

It had been four days since Achetbir and I stayed in our house. He slept in my room while I went to my sister's room. Our house was not big, but it was not small either. Dad built our house when he was still alive; it was made of half cement and bamboo. I hadn’t been able to beautify it yet because my income was just enough to meet their needs and pay for Blair’s education.

For the past four days, I had felt his care for my family and me. My mother and Blair's critical eyes did not escape me either. How could they not, since Achetbir was giving me too much attention? I also couldn't help but rejoice because how he made me feel here was so different from how he treated me in the office. It seemed like in a flash, we were back to where we used to be, even though it wasn't as good as before.

"You didn't bring your milk," Achetbir whispered to me as I washed our dishes.

I rolled my eyes and gave out a deep breath. "Achetbir, little by little, my mother will notice that I'm pregnant because of you," I whispered back.

Yes, since that van incident, I had started calling him on his name again. Well, if my mom and sister were not around.

"Why don't you tell her? Can't the guy stand up for you? The one who got you pregnant?" he asked coldly.

I stopped washing and bit my tongue inside my mouth.

I know you will stand by me, but the situation between the two of us is very difficult.

"He will," I sparingly answered. “I don’t want to surprise mom. She just recovered from the heart attack.”

I heard him sigh beside me. "I'll continue that," he said as he tried to snatch the plate.

"Achetbir," I warned.

He raised an eyebrow at me as if defiant. "I am your boss, Miss Mendoza," he said.

I stared at him and gently pushed him with my elbow. "This is my territory, Mr. Villa Forca. I am the boss here," I said and then smirked.

"Ahh, is that so? Can I report you to your mother?" he fired back.

My mouth parted with disbelief as I looked at him. "A freaking billionaire will complain to my mother?"

He smirked and gave me a mocking smile. "Your mom loves me more than you, Miss Mendoza," he stated.

I frowned. I couldn't object to what he said because the few days we spent together here at home, he seemed to be the real child and not me. They often join forces to harass me.

"Whateve—" I stopped talking when I smelled a bad odor.

"Oh, hijo, Jessel, have a snack first. It's right timing because it's still warm," I heard my mother say at the table. She had just entered.

I could no longer control myself and vomited in the sink. Achetbir attended to me quickly and caressed my back as I puked in the sink.

"Oh Lord! Jessel, what happened to you?" my mother inquired as she approached me.

"The wrapped banana…please distance it," I muttered intermittently between my nausea.

My mother acted quickly until the snack disappeared from my sense of smell. I rinsed my mouth weakly and just leaned on Achetbir when he pulled on me to support me.

"Are you okay?" he asked worriedly and wiped the sweat on my forehead.

I shook slowly. "Ou—my baby really doesn't like the smell of banana," I replied and was a little nervous as I had almost slipped.

Mom came into the kitchen again and stared at me seriously, causing my chest to heave with nervousness.

"Are you pregnant, Jandie?" she asked seriously.

God! How could I explain everything now?