The Otherside Of Love || Sadistic Billionaire

Natalie’s POV

I stared at Debbie gotten out of the main door, feeling little duzzy and my stomach sick.

Once Debbie left the house, I put the phone on my ear, heading towards the stairs and asked, “What do you think?”

Daniel’s voice came husky and hoursh after the long silence, “She’s absolutely up to something!”

I felt the sickness rising in my stomach, nearly throwing up right there on the stairs. I managed to mumble, “I’ll talk to you later,” and hung up the phone before rushing to my bedroom toilet.

I emptied my stomach and, after finishing, stared at my pale face in the mirror. Suspicion reflected in my gaze as the question flowed through my mind: could it be that I…

I unlocked my phone screen and checked the app I use to track my period dates. It was more than two months late! My suspicion grew even stronger.

Without further delay, I stormed downstairs.

“Miss Natalie! Do you need something?” Laura asked just before I opened the main door.

“No, no. I’m just going to the pharmacy,” I replied.

She followed me to the main entrance and said, “Oh, do you want me to send the driver?”

“No need!” I said, waiving my hand in refusal.

My phone started vibrating-it was a call from Rafael. I ignored it and went straight to the garage. Unable to find my previous car key, I started the engine of the Bugatti and headed to the nearest pharmacy.

After fifteen minutes, I was standing in the bathroom, staring at the pregnancy test in my hand. The two pink lines were stark and unyielding.

I covered my mouth to suppress a loud scream and thought, “This can’t be happening. No, no, no…”

I sank to the bathroom floor, my breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps.

How could this happen? We were careful. I thought we were careful enough.

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The question reverberated through my mind, echoing off the walls of my growing panic. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Not now.

Not like this.

My thoughts flashed to Rafael. I can’t be pregnant from my stepbrother-my secret husband. What would people say?

The thought of society’s reaction brought a fresh wave of anxiety crashing over me, especially after the nightclub incident. People will be judging me for good.

And… What about Rafael? Is he going to be angry? Frustrated? What if he blamed me? I took contraceptive pills regularly, I didn’t miss one!

Our first night, we didn’t use protection. I was a virgin and didn’t think this could happen from the first time. After that night I started taking the pills.

I hugged my knees to my chest, rocking slightly as I tried to calm the storm inside me.

How would we keep this secret now?

The delicate balance we had maintained suddenly felt like it was teetering on the edge of a precipice.

If our Grandma and Tobi found out…

“Ahkk…” I screamed in frustration.

The implications were too painful to even consider.

And the baby…

I placed a trembling hand on my stomach, the reality of the life growing inside me sinking in.

I’m not ready for this.

We’re not ready for this.

The future seemed to stretch out before me, a vast, uncertain expanse filled with more questions than answers.

What would happen?

How is it even possible to hide a baby, a pregnant belly?

Abortion is out of the question, not an option, and impossible.

The other option was … facing the comunity.

Everything I’d worked on to hide my relationship with him… It all seemed to hang in the balance now, the weight of my new reality pressing down on me.

I can’t do this.

I didn’t even know how to start dealing with this.

Tears blurred my vision, my chest tightening with the sobs I was trying to hold back.

Why now?

Why us?

The helplessness of it all stung, a bitter taste in the back of my throat.

We were struggling with all of this so-called slave and master relationship to figure things out. How were we supposed to handle a baby on top of everything else?

I had to talk to him. He had to know.

The thought of confronting Rafael filled me with dread.

What if he didn’t want this baby?

What if he wanted…

I couldn’t even finish the thought.

The possibilities were too overwhelming, too terrifying.

But I had to figure this out.

I had to.

I took a deep, shaky breath, trying to summon some semblance of calm.

One step at a time, Natalie.

One step at a time.

Maybe I should call Rafael and brainstorm a solution with him. I shook my head, refusing to entertain the thought. What if he forced me to have an abortion?

I stood up from the bathroom floor and headed straight to my bed. I threw myself onto it with a thud. Suddenly, I realized I shouldn’t do that. I placed my hand on my belly protectively, then fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but it must have been a while. Suddenly, I heard a loud commotion, as if someone was arguing. I slipped my feet into my slippers and headed straight to the source of the sound. When I reached the stairs, my eyes widened.

Rafael and Daniel were holding each other’s shirt collars.

But why?

“You bastard! You didn’t know how to protect her. You don’t deserve her in this family! How could you give them the chance to film her in that state?” Daniel growled.

They were moving all around the entrance hall, hitting each other’s faces.

“It’s none of your business, you fucker,” Rafael roared back, then rammed his head into Daniel’s like bulls butting horns.

I screamed when they fell to the ground, covering my mouth in shock. They were acting like cavemen.

“What the hell is happening here?” I exclaimed.

The two men glanced in my direction for a second, then resumed their fight.

I hurried downstairs. “What are you two crazies doing?” I asked, but they ignored me and continued hitting each other.

“Stop this craziness, now!” I roared.

“You! Stay out of this,” Rafael roared furiously, without sparing me a glance.

“Yeah, stay out of this,” Daniel echoed.

I frowned.

What the hell was happening between these two hooligans?

They fell to the ground once again, this time with a resounding crash as they shattered the coffee table into countless pieces.

All the domestic staff peered cautiously from behind partially opened doors, their curious eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before them.

“I shouted furiously, ‘You two are acting shamelessly!'”

“Yes, you’re acting shamelessly by coming here to take a girl who didn’t want you on a date,” Rafael snarled, throwing a punch towards Daniel, but the latter dodged it skillfully.

“She told me everything; you don’t have any relationship with her,” Rafael added, aiming to provoke him further.

Daniel laughed, devoid of amusement, and declared, “I’ll tell you what my relationship with her…”