We descended down the plane, wind blowing over my hair, his hand was on mine assisting me as if I didn't know how to go down a flight of stairs. Safely we had landed in Paris and I felt quite confident about my plan. It would take time though but I hoped it worked. I stepped on the ground as the sun shone on me of which I felt overdressed with my sweater and pants.

We had landed on a private airport which was owned by one of Rafael's most eligible friends; Klaus. The only people around were a few stuff members and a chaffer who stood beside the opened door of a black limo. I walked slowly as the fresh air blew my hair off my face. For a moment I drew only to blow it out with all the tension in my body, enjoying how cool and fresh it was.

Paris, what do you have in store for me?

I could feel Rafael's hand on my back as he assisted me as if I was just a child. In the name of deception I let him put it there. I even turned to give him the prettiest smile I could pull up. I wondered how he felt as he thought He was getting his way. Gracefully I slid in the black and white leather seat as Rafael followed suit. The door was closed afterwards leaving us in the darkened confined space alone. After such a long flight I definitely needed a warm bath. My feet were sore with my whole body just feeling overworked. All I wanted to do at this moment was to sink on Rafael's lap and take a deep long nap but I would cut my hand before doing that. It was so confusing what I felt right now, I didn't know if it was the pregnancy or what but I hated Rafael but at the same time I knew that deep within I liked him. I had to admit to myself that I felt all those feelings and I didn't know which feeling would prevail at the end.

I turned just a little and stole a glance at the man sitting next to me. He looked so sexy as he was deep in thought. His eyes were darker, lips thin, jaw hard. This devil right here was so fuck'n sexy and evil. My heart thundered and my hands became sweaty as I felt like the limo was too small all of a sudden.

The limo pulled up a drive way and in minutes it was parked in front of a massive beautiful modern house. It was stunning and big but not too big. Rafael slid out of the car and offered his hand which I took and got out of the car to the bright shining sun. The sky was clear with the air fresh, birds were chirping here and there and it was a breath of fresh air compared to the cold island.

We walked up the stairs together in silence as I admired my surroundings. Guards were already posted here and there with cameras capturing everything around the house whilst a wall separated the house from the world with one big black steal gate as the only way out. The massive oak doors of the house opened to reveal a large receiving room. Two arm chairs sat next to each other on the right of the round room with marble shinny floors. A shinny brown table stood beside the chairs with a yellow vase filled with flowers. Ahead was a flight of stairs leading to the upstairs but right beside it was a door overlooking another opposite it. Behind the stairs was a passage leading to the kitchen.

"I can see you are quite exhausted, let me show you to our room." Rafael broke the silence and left me wondering and cursing under my breath.

Our room my ass.

He went up the shiny stairs, up two floors and on the fourth floor was a dark, long passage with doors on either side. We walked to the end where we entered the door looking south. As he pushed the hinge, a fresh breeze blew at my face. The room was glorious with the light pouring in through the opened cottage doors as the curtains danced to the wind. I could make out a California king bed covered in white sheets. The marble floor was shiny but was covered by a white fluffy carpet. Side tables stood on either side of the bed with side lamps and books whilst a gold arm chair stood just a little far from the bed on the right, decorated with a white cushion. Opposite the bed far ahead was a living room adjoining the bedroom with a long white couch around a chocolate coffee table. Behind the couch straight ahead was a fire place and a TV mounted just above it on the wall. You could perfectly watch TV whilst in bed.

Rafael walked through some door as I stood admiring my new hell hole, after a few seconds I could hear water running. I stood there for some time as the maids brought up our bags taking them to the walk in closet besides the armchair which was besides the bed.

"I just ran you a bath, everything is there just go and relax." Rafael said strolling out of the bathroom I suppose with a towel in his hand, wiping his hands.

Wait what? He just ran me a bath?

I was too stunned to say a thing. I found myself walking there to see for myself and bam, the white tub was half filled with foamy water, different kinds of flowers floating on the foam and it smelt amazing.

Wow.

A maid brought in my toiletry bag and closed the door after walking out. Slowly I peeled off my clothes and walked in the bath which just felt like heaven. An hour later I was dressed in a white silky short gown and sitting on the bed with a bowl of pumpkin soup and chicken on my lap. Quickly I ate up and tucked myself in bed before drifting off.

My body was warm, it felt like heaven, safe heaven then suddenly my eyes shot open only to find myself wrapped in strong arms. I jumped in fright only to realize that it was Rafael which didn't calm me down either. I peeled his arms off me as fast as I could causing him to jerk awake and stare right at my face.

"Get away from me." I said firmly, seduction plan forgotten. He shifted away causing me to calm down and finally realized why I woke up; my stomach was painful. I had stretched, it felt weird. I frowned and moved the silky sheets to look at it.

"What's wrong?" Rafael was suddenly next to me looking at my stomach and touching it too.

Out of the nowhere I let out a loud sound and realized a few seconds later that I had farted. My eyes shot out wide with my hands on my mouth.

Oohh my God.

I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself right there and then but as I was at the thought I did it again. It actually gave my belly relief. I felt so embarrassed that my eyes were swimming in tears.

"I'm so sorry, I swear....it's not me, it's....the baby, I swear." I said as my lip trembled with the farting continuing and it smelt so bad, like shit.

I wanted to run and throw myself off the balcony, I tried to hold it back but it made my stomach hurt more and I feared for my baby so I went on and on. Luckily for me the sliding door was still open with the wind blowing in.

Rafael had his head down but I swear he was laughing his lungs out and finally he couldn't hold it anymore and just burst out laughing.

"What have you been eating?" He said in between laughs which caused me to cry hard which I didn't know why but I just felt like crying, hard.

Rafael stopped laughing and pulled me into his arms.

"I'm so..rry, I was just......, I'm s..orr..y. Don't cry." His voice seemed weird and he seemed like he was not sure of what he was saying.

His arms were warm and at that point in time my mood just changed completely as my mind was filled with images of Rafael kissing me.

Fuck, I was horny.

I closed my legs together tight but that didn't help cause my vagina was wet and hot. My whole body was tickly, each touch from Rafael drove me insane. I so hate pregnancy and hormones, what was it doing to me. My hands trembled and I wanted his cock buried inside me like crazy.

No!

No!

No!

In my head I was already picturing myself as I pushed him down the bed and got on top of him, kissing the shit out of him.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

With all the will I had I slowly pulled out of his arms, got off the bed, ripped the sheet off before walking to the bathroom, closed the door and locked it.

"Harley I'm sorry please come back to bed I swear I will sleep on the floor, please." Rafael was at the door with his rich Russian accent. It was so sexy and it made my pussy drip. I couldn't help what I felt and I couldn't help imaging myself running out of the bathroom and ripping his clothes off.

I wanted him so bad, I wanted him like crazy. I felt like a lion which had been starved for weeks, if I could I would growl at how horny I was. This baby was fucking me up and these changing emotions were driving me insane.

"Okay I'm leaving, please come back, I'm going." I heard Rafael say and after I heard the door open and close I unlocked the bathroom door and walked out.

I could still smell his cologne in the air which had my blood boiling. Slowly I crawled in bed as the light from the moon poured in. I lay on my back, opened my legs and for the first time in my life I rubbed my clit with the image of the man I claimed to detest in my mind.