Billionaire Baby Daddy

Eleven

I did tell Harry about Sydney and how he's engaged. I told him about the interview. What I never told Harry was his name. I never knew that our paths would cross so often after that hospital incident and Harry gave me space and never inquired who the person is. Looks like he figured it out. After all Sydney is engaged to Bianca and he's a CEO and he spoke about the awkward meeting with him at the clinic some five minutes ago.

I look down at my fingers then back to Harry. "He is. He's the dad."

"I noticed how you looked at each other. You were holding you're tummy whenever he was around you know." He chuckled at that then went silent after that.

"Fucking asshole." Harry sounds so pissed and his knuckles turns white with the force he's using to grip the steering wheel. Harry hardly ever swears since my adoptive dad never liked it and since we were always around him, we kept it at a minimal. So we never swore to prevent the slip ups.

"Will you tell him?" He glances at me for a second before his attention is back to the road.

"No. He already has a fiance who's already expecting his child and I wouldn't want to destroy her. She seems nice enough." Harry takes in a deep breath when I say this.

"What about you? Don't you feel destroyed seeing them? I saw how you looked at him Isabella." OH! NO! He called me by name. He's so mad.

"I can now support myself and the baby with the money I have. We'll do just great." I feel like I'm convincing myself. But why? I don't even like the cheating bastard. What I feel is an... attraction? Yeah, must be an attraction. But why do I feel this way. Why do I want him here?

"What if that wasn't the case? Would you still never tell him?" I start feeling a headache form. I don't want to talk about Sydney.

"Well it's not the case." I snap. "I'll take up the position in C and S Company so I'll have a job and my baby will be fine economically." But what about emotionally? He or she will want its dad eventually. That statement hung around but never said.

Harry shuts up and drives in silence.

*************

A week later

I have started practicing and learning about the company for about four days now.

Mr Keels tries to make me feel comfortable and I'm thankful for that. Being his PA for the past weeks has been so helpful and has somehow helped me understand some things.

I look up at the door and see Bill, my new PA who looks so shy. "Can I help you Bill?"

"Mr Kings wants to see you. He says he has some documents that needs to be signed immediately."

I let out a breath and massage my temples. "Can't he see Mr Keels? He's still the CEO." Bill fidgets with his fingers.

"Mr Keels sent him to you. He said he had an emergency that he needed to attend to." What? What kind of emergency?

I sigh. "Send him in." I take a glass of water and gulp it down to ease my nerves. Now what?

I look down at the work I had been doing and pretend to be busy. Sydney shouldn't see how affected I am. I hear a throat clearing and try to look up nonchalantly.

"Mr Kings. Have a seat." Sydney only smirks for some seconds before he moves close to my desk.

"Who would have thought? Isabella Styles is the long lost heiress of C and S Company?" He says this in a low voice and my heart starts beating so fast and I clench my thighs together.

"What brings you here Mr Kings?" I straighten myself and wear a professional face.

He hands me the documents as he explains to me the details needed. I read through the contract to ascertain everything is correct. Not that I don't trust him but I have to be sure of everything before signing. Don't want to blander before even taking over.

I take my pen and sign on the areas needed. I take a copy and hand him the other.

"You're pregnant." My heart picked up at this statement. I should be used to the different heartbeat paces when he's around but Sydney's hard to predict.

"Yeah. I think it was clear enough the last time we were together." I try to remain unfazed. Inside I'm a trembling mess. I'm I sweating?

"How long are you?" He shouldn't know about this. One can know what his intentions are. I place a hand protectively when a thought that Sydney might take my baby passes through my mind.

"Why are you suddenly interested in my pregnancy?" I raise a brow. My heart beats so fast and I think he might hear it.

"Everything about you is interesting Izzy." Izzy? No one ever called me that.

"Don't call me that Mr Kings. As you can see I'm quite busy and I'd appreciate if you leave."

Sydney stands and comes next to me. "Is. The. Baby. Mine?" My eyes widen and a nervous laugh escapes.

"Leave Mr Kings. I'm really busy. I have no time for this." I try to take the documents I was studying but he holds my hand and my body feels hot all over.

"Answer me Isabella." His voice sounds threatening but at the same time he's so hot. Gosh! What's happening to me?

I look at him straight in the eye. "No. You should focus on your fiance Mr Kings. That night shouldn't have happened considering you have a pregnant fiance who loves you so much." Sydney lets go of my arm and smirks.

"We weren't engaged then. I never regretted that night." His eyes flicker to my flat tummy. "I really wish it could have been mine." He kisses my cheek and leaves like nothing happened. I stare at the door still taking in everything he said.

Sydney and Bianca weren't engaged when we hooked up. Okay. He never regrets that night. Do I? Hell no. It was the best night of my life and maybe the only one for a long time. I got to have Sydney for one night. He wishes this pregnancy could be his. Should I tell him it is? But he has Bianca who's also pregnant! Could the pregnancy be the reason why they are engaged? I've seen and heard many marriages with the same reasons.

"I really wish it could have been mine." The way he looked at me with hope, disappointment and longing made that statement stuck in my brain. Could it be that Sydney wanted this to happen? We didn't even know each other then. But why did it seem that way? Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

I take in a deep breath and all of a sudden I feel drained and hungry. Now I need some pasta and tomato sauce.

"Bill. I'm heading out. Direct All calls to my private phone." I don't wait for his response and I head out. For once I wish for some wine to calm my nerves down.