After taking a much needed shower I walked into the room and paused. The room was dark and cold. The furniture was simple yet elegant, the king bed was covered by dark blue sheets with a white rug underneath it. On the sides were two brown pedestals. Further there were two dark blue leather chairs on opposite ends then after going down to steps there was the adjoined living room with a white rug, dark blue couch with a fireplace and a flat screen mounted above.

I held the towel tight before sitting on the bed to apply some lotion after that I walked into his closet and walked deep into it to find my cloths. I pulled on my pink pyjamas; a baggy t-shirt and baggy shorts with white socks.

Walking back to the bedroom I ripped all the sheets and bed cover from the bed, I opened the closet to get some more blankets. I lay them on the floor, took the pillows and placed them on the floor then lay down in between the blankets.

It was warm and comfy. I placed my hand on my tummy then brushed it.

"We have to be strong babe, I love you so much." I whispered softly as a tear rolled down.

I turned to my right and fell asleep.

I didn't know what time it was but I knew it was early in the morning. I felt the warmth before I felt his head on my belly. Deep in sleep I shook trying to get away from him but failed. He seemed to get the memo because he slid off then placed a hand before I drifted back to sleep.

Morning came and I felt like crap. Quickly I ran to the toilet to empty my stomach. After puking my lungs out I took a shower, wore some sagging pants, a black sweater with black socks and puma slides.

I took the elevator down with every maid I passed bowing which was weird. I felt weak and pale with a rumbling tummy. Taking a seat at the table I took a plate and put eggs, toast, beacon, cheese and some tomatoes. I dug in eagerly before I paused feeling it all come back, standing up I ran out through the sliding door and puked on the flower bed outside.

Guards came running, "ma'am are you okay?"

Rafael came running, "are you okay?" he asked holding my waist, bending to my level.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, leave me alone, you crowding me!" I snapped.

"Everyone leave, go!" Rafael shouted.

All the guards cleared.

"No they are okay, it's just you, go, and I don't want you near me. Leave! "I shouted at him.

He stood there looking worried and confused, worry evident on his face. It seemed like he was debating with himself if he should leave or not.

"Go!" I shouted.

He stood like a lost puppy.

"Go!"

He left slowly.

Fucker

I walked back to the table with the smell of the food irritating me. I poured a glass of water and left to my room. There I sat on my home made bed and switched on the TV. I found a nice romantic movie on hallmark forgetting about the discomfort for a while.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Yes," I called out after a while. The door opened wide and Rafael walked in carrying a bowl and a cup.

He placed it in front of me.

It was plain yoghurt with strawberries, blueberries and some crushed biscuits along with a cup of coffee. The smell of the coffee made my stomach grumble. I looked at him not sure if I should eat it or throw it against the wall.

Maybe just a little, just a spoon, I said to myself as I took the spoon and ate a little bit of the yoghurt.

I found myself moaning, it was so good and I was suddenly so hungry.

"I made it myself." he said causing me to hesitate.

None the less I took another full spoon into my mouth and five minutes later I was done. The coffee was soothing. I didn't even know if I was allowed to drink coffee.

When done I gave him the dishes and he was on his way.

After watching two movies I went to the toilet then watched another one. In ten minutes of it starting I heard a knock again.

"Yes," I said.

The door opened wide and Tom walked in. I almost jumped in excitement. He was my support system here.

He wore black skinny jeans with a dark blue golf t-shirt.

"Hey you, " I said smiling.

"Hi pumpkin, sorry I wasn't around yesterday." He said hugging me before sitting next to me.

"It's okay, can you believe what that asshole did."

"I heard... Am so sorry. "

"He said he'd kill my baby." I said fighting back tears, holding my belly.

"He wouldn't dare." Tom said pulling me to him, kissing my forehead.

I had realized that Tom was all bark but no play. He was also scared of Rafael but not for himself, for his little brother and sister; Linda and Belinda.

They were seventeen years old and were his responsibility. They were all he had from his father's side.

An old woman had come on his parent's funeral saying that his father had neglected the twins when they were young and that their mother had died from a drug overdose and they were now his. They now stayed at a house nearby with a nanny.

We watched a movie talking about this and that.

Lunch time I got up and pulled him up.

"Let's go make lunch... I feel like cooking." I said giggling.

"You and cooking... That doesn't seem right. "He laughed pushing me around.

We walked to the kitchen, taking the stairs, laughing all the way and playing around.

"So what do you want to cook your majesty," he said. I threw an onion towards him which he ducked.

I didn't know what to cook, I took out the pots, poured oil and vegetables with spices. After a few minutes I grated some cheese on top then dished it.

Surprisingly it tasted delicious but Tom was making that awful face and I laughed at him.

He ate half of it before throwing it away and washed the dishes. After that we strolled around the compound. Taking pictures here and there.

A guard came running.

"Boss, the big boss is calling you." the said.

"Sorry, I have to go." he turned to me, pulling me into a hug.

"It's okay," I said softly.

He walked away and I remembered the day I ear dropped on Rafael and him.

"You have lost your mind man and the only reason I am still here is because of her. You are losing it."Tom had said leaving Rafael to standing with a glass of Scotch which he threw against the wall in fur.