Chapter 14 MAKE ME PREGNANT

Chapter 14 MAKE ME PREGNANT
I had no choice but to nod. He was right.

He even helped me put them on, making me secretly bite my lip.

"I'll take you home," he suddenly said.

"What?" I asked, surprised.

"I'll drive you home," he repeated in Tagalog.

"Nah, no need. I've already bothered you enough," I said shyly.

"I insist. What if your foot starts hurting again while driving? You might lose control of your speed or brakes."

"Why do you even care?" I snapped.

Wow, self. You're really giving attitude to someone who just helped you?

"Hard-headed as f-ck," he muttered coldly.

"What?" Did he just curse at me?

"Tss. Just tell me your address," he said impatiently.

"I can handle it—"

"Ahhh! Put me down!" I protested, but it was too late.

He had already lifted me again in a bridal carry.

"Tss."

He ignored my protests and continued walking.

I stared at his face.

He was ridiculously handsome. His features were perfect, but what caught my attention the most were his lips—thin, red, and beautifully shaped.

Sexy.

I swallowed even though my throat was dry.

Those lips looked dangerously tempting, almost as if they were whispering: "Kiss me. Taste me."

What the hell is happening to me?

"Done checking me out?" he asked with a raised brow.

Oh my God! I had been staring at him.

He placed me gently in the passenger seat of my car.

"Now tell me—what's your address?"

"Akarion Condominium. Do you know it?"

"Yeah. That condo belongs to my uncle," he replied casually.

Wow. So his family really is that rich.

"Just sharing?" I said sarcastically.

"Isn't it obvious?" he replied irritably.

I rolled my eyes and leaned against the window.

Suddenly, he leaned closer.

"What are you doing?" I asked nervously.

He didn't answer. Instead, he moved closer until I instinctively closed my eyes.

But instead of a kiss, I felt him fastening my seatbelt.

When I opened my eyes, he was smirking.

So embarrassing.

"Just drive already," I muttered.

He started the car.

Then suddenly—

He leaned again and kissed me.

My eyes widened as he bit my lip, forcing my mouth open before his tongue slipped inside.

Heat rushed through my body.

I tried to resist, but my body betrayed me. I responded to his kiss without realizing it.

"D-mn, I missed the taste of your lips," he whispered before kissing me again.

Just then—

His phone rang.

I pushed him away, gasping for air.

"Answer your phone," I said, avoiding his gaze.

Instead, he ended the call.

"Hey... can we continue?" he asked bluntly.

My jaw almost dropped.

"Are you crazy? Just drive. I'm tired."

"Are you sure?" he asked, placing his hand on my thigh again.

"Stop. Just drive."

"Ah... yeah. Sorry."

The rest of the ride was silent.

Thirty awkward minutes later, we arrived at my condominium.

"Thank you," I said as I removed my seatbelt.

"No problem. And... sorry for what happened earlier."

"Let's just forget about it."

He nodded and prepared to leave—but his car didn't start.

"Oh sh-t, I think I just ran out of gas," he said awkwardly.

"Seriously? The nearest gas station is far. You can stay in my condo for now."

Nice one, self. What kind of idea is that?

"Sure, thanks for your offer. Appreciate it, baby.." He's smirking!

I bit my lower lip, resisting the urge to slap myself for my stupidity. Why did I just invite a complete stranger into my condo? What if he kills me? What if this is his way of getting revenge on his ex—my sister?

Well, now that I had already offered my place, did I even have a choice anymore? Could I still take it back? No. That would be too embarrassing. I had already said it, and there was no way I could swallow my words now.

Whatever happens, happens. If this guy ends up stuffing me into a suitcase and throwing me somewhere, then so be it!

He gently supported me as we walked, carefully guiding me forward. I couldn't help but glance up at him—and then stare a little longer than I probably should have.

Seriously... he was ridiculously handsome. The kind of handsome that made it almost impossible to think badly of him. His sharp features, the calm confidence in his posture, even the way he carried himself—it all made him look like someone straight out of a magazine.

How could someone that good-looking possibly be dangerous?

Right?

Yet a tiny voice in my head kept whispering that looks could be deceiving.

Still, I couldn't deny it.

He was way too handsome for me to seriously suspect him of being a murderer.

Inside my condo, I offered him water while he sat on my couch watching TV.

"I'll just take a shower," I told him before heading to my room.

But when I tried to remove my dress, I couldn't reach the zipper.

"What the—!"

Frustrated, I collapsed onto my bed.

Knock knock.

"Hey Ath, are you okay?"

"No."

I opened the door.

"I can't unzip my dress." while pouting.

"Let me do it."

I turned around, and he slowly pulled down the zipper.

A shiver ran through my body. I felt his hands in my back.. Oh god..

"Done."

"Thank you."

"Next time you'll need to pay. A kiss is enough though," he teased.

"What?"

"Just kidding, baby. Go shower."

Did he just call me baby? So annoying! HeMs such a flirt! 

After finishing my shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and immediately noticed how heavy the rain had become. The sound of it pounding against the windows was so loud that it filled the entire condo.

Seeing how hard it was raining made me feel even more uneasy. A troubling thought suddenly crossed my mind—there was a big chance he might end up staying the night.

The idea alone made my heart race.

But then again, I couldn't possibly send him home in this kind of weather. My conscience wouldn't allow it. The rain was pouring mercilessly outside, and the streets were probably starting to flood.

Besides... it would be such a waste if someone as ridiculously handsome as him ended up drowning out there.

I sighed quietly, shaking my head at my own thoughts.

Seriously, what kind of logic was that? Still... I couldn't deny it. Part of me was already preparing for the possibility that he might really have to stay the night.

And now... because of the heavy rain and a flash flood warning outside...

"Maybe... you should just sleep here tonight," I said hesitantly.

Oh no.

What if we ended up f-cking each other because of the cold weather?