Broken and Pregnant

Lucy POV

The glass of whiskey on my table made me forget everything about my disastrous teenage life. 

My first love and boyfriend dumped me on our graduation day. He went to the states to study and didn't even come back. 

My life is full of thorns and stains. 

"Waiter, another glass, please!" I called for the third bucket of beer and one bottle of whiskey. 

After ten years of waiting, my life is still the same. It's better to die drinking than living with regrets. 

"Here, ma'am," the waiter said after serving me. 

My eyes were heavy, and my body felt weary. I gazed at him, tipsy, and smiled. 

"Thank you," I mumbled.

The karaoke bar was filled with loud people. You can find anyone here. Minors, adults, married people, widows, the LGBTQ community, and even singles who were cursed to be alone forever—and I was one of them. 

I grabbed one bottle of beer and gulped it down in one shot until I almost when I heard a man's voice near me.

"Looks like you've got a death wish, pretty lady." His voice sounded familiar. 

I leaned on the table and simply tilted my head to face him. I was not in a good state—like, I'm about to throw up somewhere. His face was blurry since the alcohol was now messing with my sanity. 

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked me. I just nodded my head even though I wasn't. 

"I'm good. See, I can stand on—" I stood up but hadn't finished my words when I bumped into his biceps, and I accidentally vomited on his tuxedo. 

"Fuck, what did—" He sounded pissed when he pushed me away from him. 

I heard the waiter come and check on us. 

"Is everything okay, sir?" he asked him. 

I saw the guy help me by putting me on his back, piggyback style. I thought he was mad at me. 

"We're good. I'll take her home. Don't worry." The effect of whiskey took me over until my mind felt hazy.

Kent POV

My life ended as I got a call from Eloisa's gynecologist that she had a fatal illness. We’d lived together for almost ten years, and we were not lucky to have a child. Now, I know why she kept pushing me away every time I wanted to be intimate. She couldn't have sex with me because she has stage four cervical cancer. What's the use of being married to her if my life is miserable and useless?

I loved my wife so much, but I'm a man too. I needed someone to touch me, and I need to be satisfied. I didn't want to go home yet because every time I got back, I heard her screaming in pain, and it's tormenting me. It's better to stay outside than to see my wife in pain. 

I took one gulp of whiskey and poured another glass again. As my eyes wandered around this crowded and loud bar, my eyes stopped at a woman who was sitting in front of me. She was wearing a white blouse and a high waist silk skirt which made her look classy and sexy. Her ebony hair was hanging just above her waist. She looked drunk and alone. 

I stood up from my seat and walked towards her. She noticed me. I cleared my throat. 

"Why is this pretty lady drinking alone in a place like this?" I sat beside her. 

She was leaning her face against the table while intensely staring at me, cursing her life and fate. 

"Are you talking to a useless and ugly lady like me?" she said and laughed at me. 

"I think you drank too much!" I told her and was about to help her, but she tried to stand and accidentally bumped into my arms, and to my surprise, she threw up. 

"Shit!" I frowned. 

The waiter noticed us.

"Sir, is everything okay?" I waved my hands to say that we’re good and helped her out from this place.

I carried her at my back, and I navigated the hallway out from the crowded bar. I heard my phone vibrating inside my pocket. Eloisa was probably looking for me, but I ignored her call. 

I put her on the ground, and she still kept on vomiting. I caressed her back to comfort her. 

"Are you okay?" I asked her, but my drunkenness subsided when she suddenly lifted her face. 

"Lucy?" I muttered. 

Am I actually seeing my ex-girlfriend right in front of me? The girl I left behind almost ten years ago now? The heart-shaped lips, the mesmerizing eyes, and her curves—it's her. I walked back to confirmed it's her. 

She laughed and glared at me. 

"Yes, I am Lucy Mason, a girl who is still waiting for her first love!" she shouted at me. 

First love? Did she mean she's still single and lonely because she's hoping that I'd come back for her? 

She slowly got up from the ground, and I helped her. I was glad I brought my car with me. I couldn't believe that she waited for so long. I was a bit guilty and mad at myself. I put her in the back seat, and I hopped in the driver's seat. 

I was still stunned right now, but deep inside, I was happy that I met her. I looked around to check if someone saw us. I am the CEO of Kings and Queens Hotel, and I have a name to protect. If a scandal was released in an article of any newspaper in the whole city, Dad would kill me. I fixed my t-shirt and focused on my driving.

We were off the road when I got a call again from my wife. I turned it off. I was still shocked over her lab test result, so maybe she could give me space to breathe. She kept her illness from me for many years. Maybe I have the right to get angry. 

"Hmmm." She let out a soft moan. 

I think her head throbbed so much because of all the liquor in her body.

I checked on her in my front mirror, and I had to put my focus to the steering wheel when she unbuttoned her blouse.

"I feel hot. Can I have a fan?" she murmured. 

I took a deep breath after taking back the steering wheel. We almost got into an accident. I don't know what to do, but when I saw a peek of her purple lace bra, my thing kept moving between my thighs. 

"Fuck! What are you thinking?" I mumbled to myself.

"May I know where is your house?" I said, and she told me to stop. 

"Just leave me here," she said, and I helped her to get to the red gate.

I looked at her place, and this house still looked the same. Why didn't she bother to move out? Did she think it’d be hard for me to find her if she found a new place? I felt guilty for what I did to her back then, but it was all in the past. I am taken, and I love my wife. 

I was about to go when she called my name. 

"Kent? I know it's you!" she said, and I was afraid that she might curse me if she found out about my personal life. 

I felt hands enveloping my waist. 

"I miss you! I'm so happy you came back for me!" she happily said. 

As her skin touched my body, I felt the burning sensation take over my nerves. I missed her too, but I can't control my emotions anymore. I quickly turned around, grabbed her head to find her lips, and kissed her. We both caught our breath as our lips parted. 

She walked inside her place, and I followed her. 

Without any words, I pulled her against my chest. I slammed my lips wildly on her lips while her hands were busy cupping my bulge. It was a passionate kiss, and I felt like the feelings I was holding on to for a long time would explode. 

"I never thought you came back," Lucy mumbled in between our kisses, but I didn't have time to answer her. 

All I thought was I need her tonight. 

"Shit, keep going deeper, Kent! Ah, it's so good!" Lucy screamed in ecstasy as I slid my hardness deeper into her cunt. 

We were both naked on her bed. Her legs were spread wide as I kept pushing my thing inside her. We were both bathed in sweat.

It was my first time in a while to have multiple orgasms, and it wasn’t with my wife but with the woman I left behind ten years ago. 

"I'm coming!" she moaned. 

"Me too!" I screamed as we both climaxed in unison. 

I just realized I had a one-night stand with my ex. 

Ten years ago Lucy POV

I was so excited to climb onstage to get a diploma. It was graduation day, and I couldn't believe that we were now graduates. I searched for Kent everywhere, but I couldn't find him. We both dreamed about studying business together at Oxford University after we finished high school. I was super excited to be with him in the dorm. We could have all the time and love for each other, and no one would dare to bully me anymore, especially some rich students I knew. 

The graduation ceremony was about to start, but there was still no sign of Kent. I took my phone from my bag and dialed his number. His phone kept ringing, and no one was answering. I started to think negative things. What if he got into a car accident, and his parents didn't know? I tried to calm myself down. Maybe he’s in traffic. 

The ceremony was about to end, and Kent was still nowhere. What took him so long? Graduation day was very memorable to students like us, so did he miss ours? 

I needed to check on him at his house.

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Kent POV

"Dad, why won't you let me attend my graduation day?" I was now on the verge of my anger. 

My father was Alexander Stone, the owner of Kings and Queens Hotel. Since mom died, he decided everything in my life. He was the one who made me do this, do that, and go there. Everything in my life was calculated by him, even my studies and my feelings. I was wearing my graduation uniform when he stopped me with the help of his bodyguards. We were arguing inside his office. 

He spread pictures of me and Lucy on his table, and I didn't know how he got a shot of us. 

"Is this how you will repay me? To date a girl whose family has huge debt?" His voice was quite loud. 

Me and Lucy had been dating for months, and my father didn't know about it. I was scared that he might hurt her when he found out about our relationship. 

"I love her, Father! Please, let me go. I beg you!" I was almost on my knees in front of him, but his heart was as cold as winter. 

"Mr. Jo, take him to the airport!" he ordered his man. 

I struggled not to go, but they were strong and dragged me out of the house. 

"Dad, Lucy is waiting! Don't do this to me!" I kept on kicking and screaming, but Dad was like the deaf. 

"Eloisa is waiting. She can be a good partner for you, my son. I'm so sorry to drag you into this mess, but I had no choice!" my father murmured as his eyes followed me until I was out of sight. 

I was inside the car, and I asked Mr. Jo if I can borrow his phone, but he just ignored my wish. I sighed and just let out a couple of soft sobs. 

I lost and Dad won. 

"I'm so sorry, Lucy, but I guess it's time for me to let you go," I mumbled. 

We finally arrived at the airport, and I saw Eloisa waiting for me outside their private plane. I'd known her for so long since she was Lucy's best friend. I couldn't hurt her this way. I needed to talk to her to tell her dad that she didn't love me, and she had a boyfriend. What if Gale found out about this? He might kill me. 

"Kent, you came. I'm glad. Let's go!" She smiled as if nothing happened. 

How could she so brazen when her friend was waiting for me? And here we are, both going to study abroad, and our parents even arranged our marriage? 

Eloisa took my hand and lead me inside the plane. 

"I know it hurts, but I accept it. I hope you will love me the way you gave your heart to Lucy." Eloisa cupped my chin, and she slowly kissed my lips. I just stayed still like I liked it too. 

"What is happening to me?" I asked myself. 

She tried to kiss me again, but I was the one to take the lead this time. I was pissed. I needed to let go of this emotion because it was killing me inside. I had to forget Lucy. I roughly smashed my lips to hers, and she moaned. As the private plane flew, both of us were having a good time inside. 

I unzipped my pants after I shove her face on my hardness. 

"Do you like it?" she asked me, but I ignored her. 

She sat beside me and licked the sides of my ears. It tickled and electricity buzzed through my nerves. 

"One more?" she said while caressing it with her hands. 

She insisted, so I cupped her neck and pushed her down there. I twitched every time she touched the tip with her tongue. It felt so good, and she sucked my thing like a hardcore movie. 

"Who taught you that?" I asked her while holding on to my orgasm. 

She just smiled and swallowed it whole, and I almost let out my first moan like a man. 

"Fuck!" I yelled after she finished swallowing it all. 

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Lucy POV

I waited for a cab outside the campus to go check on my boyfriend at his house. I called Eloisa many times, but her phone was off too. I wonder how they ended up leaving me here alone on our graduation day?

I feel relieved when a black car stopped in front of me, but when I saw a familiar man coming out of the car, I decided to run. 

"Dad, what is this again?" I said as I ran for my life. 

I thought I had escaped the thugs, but I was wrong. Somebody snatched my long hair and pulled it closer to him. 

"Where are you going, pretty easy?" His voice sounded like a lunatic’s. 

"Let me go! How could you be so cruel to a student like me?" I kept on struggling. 

"Stop now, okay. I'll pay my father's debt." My strength was now drained.

I lost, and they won. Finally, he let go of me. I stumbled on the ground. 

"Better do that, or else, I will kill your father!" he warned me, and I just cried in the corner. 

They left me shivering in fear. 

I almost forgot that I was going to visit Kent's house. I wanted to check if he was not feeling well, or something came up.

I checked the calling card he gave me the first day he asked for my name. His address was on it. I was sure this was the place. 

"Wow!" My eyes filled with amusement. 

I never thought about how rich he was. He didn't tell me that he lived inside this huge mansion. I saw a doorbell and pressed it. 

"Kent! It's me, Lucy! Do you hear me?" I shouted outside until a lady in her mid-forties appeared after opening the gate for me. 

"Who are you, lady?" she asked me coldly. 

I smiled and told her my name. 

"I'm Lucy Mason, and I am looking for Kent Oliver Stone? Does he live here?" I said, and her expression suddenly turned very cold. She growled like a cheetah. 

"Kent just flew to England with his girlfriend. Ah, he left a letter for you," she said and handed me the white envelope. 

I went home and read it after putting my bag on my bed. 

To Lucy, 

I don't love you anymore. Don't wait for me forever. While you're reading this, I am now on a private plane with my future fiancée. Take care. Bye. 

Kent My eyes turned blurry as the tears began to roll down my face. My chest tightened in pain. How could he hurt me like this? 

 

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I had just woken up when I realized who I shared a bed with last night. I trailed my hands on the mattress if he were still with me but instead of grabbing his hands, I found a letter. I cupped my head as I got up from my bed. I think I drank a lot of whiskey last night. 

"Ugh," I mumbled to ease the pain. 

I was still half asleep while reading It. 

"Hi, I had fun last night. Call me if you need some company. 

Kent”

I laid back once again on my bed. I wanted to scream in joy. My dream came true. I giggled and rolled my body all around in excitement until I realized it's my first day at my new job. 

"Fuck! I'm late" I said and hurriedly fixed myself to go to my first day of work.

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"Good morning, sir. I'm so—"

I couldn't believe who I saw. 

"Kent?"

A smirk came on his face.

"Good morning, Miss Mason. You're late!"