Billionaire’s Baby Mama -Epsidoe 9

BILLIONAIRE’S BABY MAMA
(One Night Changed Everything)

WRITTEN BY: MOHAMMED MULIKAT MUNAY

YOUNGICEE STORIES

Chapter 9
Harry Pierce’s Mansion
The large gate opened, as a white SUV car drove in, parking at the garage. A beautiful looking lady, stepped out of it glamorously. She was stylishly dressed in a pink mini suit with short skirt, complemented with black heels to aid her model look.

She held in her hand a purse worth millions, as her diamond earrings dangles while making her way into the house. To crown it all, she look more like a goddess, but the devil is nice.

Some of Harry’s maids went out to welcome her only to be shut off. She held her head high walking into the living room, while making herself comfortable. Her bodyguards pulled out some of her belongings from the truck, rolling it in, the maids assisted them.

“Hey you there…come” she signaled to a maid who walked briskly towards her, with due respect.
“Get me a cup of water….” “Ok ma’am” the maid responded, going on her errand.

“And where the hell is my prince charming” she thought, calling another maid. “Is my fiance in?” She asked. The maids shook her head, angering her

“Haven’t I told you all to stop using sign languages for me…huhn, do I look deaf to you”
“No ma’am…no, I’m sorry” the maid went on her knee. She scoffed hissing loudly. “Idiot. Get lost”

The maid scurried away, thinking her stars that she didn’t get fired. Everyone knows her to be a beast who fires any worker without mercy, despite not owning the house. She picked her phone to call him, only to have a rethink
“I will just wait till he comes back, he’s gonna be surprised to see me” she thought, smiling sheepishly.
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Babe’s POV
“Harry Pierce’s Mansion” I muttered tithe taxi driver on boarding a cab.
“Get in….10bucks” he replied. “Drive” I stated, coldly. It wasn’t really a bright morning, but I hope it turns bright for me. Today, I planned on visiting Harry without anyone’s knowledge. Mum has been on my neck for the last two days, asking me if I have informed my baby’s daddy about my state. I keep lying to her that Harry isn’t in town but will be back today.

Truth is, she never supported my relationship with Harry from the start. My mum is the only parent I have, after my dad died. He was a drunker, a bas***d who maltreated mum, and cheat on her on several occasions. According to her, she fell in love with him during their college days, he was known as a hard time Playboy, but her love for him made her overlook his lifestyle.

He was quite rich, only for his business to drop after their secret marriage which their parents were against. He started maltreating her after she had me. She suffered a lot in his hands until he decided to take his life, due to depression. I wish I never had him as a father. She suffered alone to train me in college, but things fell out of place, that I had to drop out in my second year and took up the job in a restaurant, to fend for my family.

I don’t want to disappoint mum, and I wish this pregnancy had never happened, because I seem to be trading the step which she took in her earlier life..

“We are here miss” the taxi man notes, drifting me off my thought. I paid him and alight the vehicle, staring at the huge gate before me. I have been here a few times. The last time was when we had a night together, two weeks ago.

I made my way in, knocking on the gate. The security men on duty knows me well, they welcomed me in, but had a worried look on.

“Miss….boss is not in” one of them notified me. “Oh…ok, I will just wait for him” I replied with a smile which they failed to reciprocate. They stared at each other and shrugged

“Fine, you can come in”
I made my way to the living room, relaxing on the expensive cushion, wearing a tired look. This pregnancy stuff is having a huge turn on me. I was yet to relax fully when a voice jerk me up. It belongs to a lady.

“Who are you?” She asked again, fiercely with scorns this time. I tilted my head to her direction, staring at the goddess in front of me. My mouth drop, truth be told, I am one beautiful lady, but this girl isn’t just pretty, she look expensive in her wears.

“I should be asking you that” I found myself responding. Opps, i shouldn’t have said that, but her first approach caused it. She scoffed, walking closer to me with glaring eyes.

“Fine…you wanna know….I’m the lady of this house… Harry’s fiancee. So are you one of the poor beggars who storms this place, to ask for money…hunh.Ouch, you’re are sitting on the couch, get up…get up” she yelled, she had this British accent. My ears rang a bell, what did she just call herself. I thought, with my heart banging hard, almost exploding.

“What did you just say…you mean you are…” I chuckled. “I don’t get it, are you talking about Harry my boyfriend, or someone else”
She scoffed, clamping her fingers together.

“I believe you are not just a beggar but a psychiatrist patient. How dare you call him your bf with that ugly mouth of yours” she shriek. This was the height of it.

“Enough, I won’t take anymore insult from you, Harry is my boyfriend, so whosoever you are miss, get it into your skull that you don’t belong here” I resorted, earning a hard slap from her.

“You b!tch, how dare you talk back at me” she yelled, sending a slap across my face. It stung badly, her nails had left a slight scratch on my face. I raised my head up to look at her only to receive another one.

“And that is for sitting on the couch” I heard her say. This infuriated me, how dare she. I raised my hands to slap her only to be pulled back by strong arms, wrapped around my waist. I could smell his cologne so strong, as he drag me backward.

“Babe….stop” his voice echoed in my ears. My eyes stung with tears, but I didn’t let it slip. I don’t want to act weak in front of him or anyone. I looked back at him with anger in my eyes. He sighed ruffling his hair.

“Who the hell is she babe…don’t tell me you were cheating on me when I left. It’s barely six months…” She exclaimed.

“Don’t start now Florencia..” He resorted, grabbing my hand as he pulled me to the garage