Chapter 73: Chapter 72 - I’m not doing it

Raphael POV I wake up to find the bed empty. shit, where is Olivia? I stand up and I walk to the bathroom to find her sleeping on the floor covered with a blanket. What the fuck. I pick her up bridal style and she wraps her arms around my neck.

“Baby are you okay?” - I whisper and Olivia nods her head.

She has been suffering a lot with morning sickness, she can barely eat. I am extremely worried.

I put her body in the middle of the bed and I comb her hair back with my fingers. I place a soft kiss on her forehead.

I am doing the DNA test today. I am not liking Olivia’s plan. Especially now with this morning sickness.

Olivia falls back to sleep and I walk to the bathroom. I pick up the blankets on the floor and throw them into a pile in the corner. I know not to lock the door as she might need the bathroom while I am here.

I get undressed and I start the shower. As I am about to finish Olivia comes in and bends over the toilet seat.

I get out fast wrapping a towel around my waist and I grab her hair. I make slow circles with my hand on her back soothing her while she empty’s her stomach.

When she finishes I pass her a face towel and she stands up going to the sink. She brushes her teeth and her face.

“Sorry” - she says “Why are you apologising?”

“Because you have to deal with me throwing up every day “

“It’s not your fault, and I would deal with this anytime” - I say placing a soft kiss on the top of her head.

I help her walk back to bed. She crawls to the middle of the bed pulling the bedding to her chest.

“Where are you going this early?” - she asks “I have to go sort out the DNA test” - I say “Oh, is it today?”

“Yeah, at 10”

“Okay” - she says sitting on the bed “What are you doing?” - I ask as she throws the bedding back and puts her legs out of the bed “Packing”

“What for?”

“We need to break up remember?”

“The test will take a couple of days love, go back to sleep” - I say helping her lay down again.

Olivia does what I tell her to. I walk to the dressing room and I get ready on a pair of ripped black jeans and a black sweater. I put my leather jacket on top and I walk outputting my gun on the back of my jeans.

Olivia is fast asleep and I walk out of the bedroom.

As I get to the kitchen Maria is making coffee.

“Good morning” - I say grabbing a cup of coffee.

“Good morning” - she says. Maria sounds sad, I know all of this is taking a toll on her. I am stressed and I can’t wait for all of these to be gone and done with. I still don’t believe that baby is mine, but Maria is sure.

I sit on the sofa reading the newspaper. It’s been a couple of days since I last got in touch with Joseph.

I grab my phone and call him.

“Good morning” - he says “Hi, How’s everything?” - I ask “Everything is quiet and under control. We have a shipment arriving today from your cousin” - he says “Make sure Everything arrives and in good quality “

“Sure, one more thing”

“Yeah?”

“There was one of our corner boys that was killed last night, we think it was a gang thing, but I have Robert looking into it”

“Good, keep me posted”

I hang up the phone and call Tim “Hey, how’s Olivia?”

“Hi, she’s doing better mate, thanks for asking”

“Are you coming to the meeting today?”

“Yes I will, just need to sort out this thing with Tammy”

“Yeah, that’s fucked up mate”

“I know, are the reports for the meeting done?”

“Yeah, do you want me to email them to you?”

“Yes please “

“Done mate”

“Thanks, I will see you later on” - I say opening my email and looking at the reports. We are opening a chain of restaurants all across New York and it’s been hard work. I’m having them all under Olivia’s name in case something ever happens to me, her and our baby will have something to give them money.

“Sir?” - I hear Maria talking “Sir?” - I repeat looking at her, she never called me sir before.

“Tammy just called me saying she is not going”

“The hell she is not” - I say I stand up and walk towards the door.

“Where is she?”

“She’s in my flat” - she says and I walk to the lift. Good thing Maria lives in the building.

I bought her a flat on the third floor a while ago, like that she doesn’t have to get any transports to come to work. She is a lot more comfortable living in the building.

When I get to the third floor I knock on the door and Tammy opens the door.

Tammy is half-naked.

“Raphael?” - she says sounding surprised “Get dressed. Let’s go”

“No. I am not going, you can’t make me”

“Are you sure about that?” - I say looking down on her.

“Raphael please” - she says “Get your move on, I am not saying again”

“She said she doesn’t want to go” - I hear a Spanish accent so I open the door to see a man standing near her sofa.

“And who the fuck are you?” - I ask “I’m her friend“ - he says “So this is the cunt that got you pregnant and now you say that it’s mine?” - I look at her “This baby is yours” - she says placing a hand on her tummy.

“I am not saying this again Tammy, move your ass”

“I am not going”

“Then the deal is off” - I say walking out of Maria’s flat “No, you can’t do that, this is your baby, you can’t just go be with her when I am the mother of your child”

“Right now you are just a bitch I fucked a few times and that claims I am the father of her child, that’s all”

Tammy flinches and takes a step towards me “But I love you, I love you more than she ever will”

“Tammy, move your ass”

“No”

“Fine then”

I walk out and towards the lift. As I walk back into the penthouse Maria is waiting for me.

“She’s not going, that baby for all purposes is not mine now” - I say “It is yours” - Maria says and I look at her “What do you know?” - I ask her “I just know that she would do anything to trap you, including getting pregnant “

I take a deep breath “I don’t want her, I never did and I never will, she is a child”

“A child, but you took her to your bed” - Maria says and I can see she is angry “Look, she is your daughter, I get it. Yes she has been in my bed more than once, but I’ve never seen her as more than that, you know that”

Maria turns her back and walks to the kitchen and I follow her.

“This is becoming ridiculous “ - I say “Sorry, but this is my grandchild and my daughter, if she says it’s yours I believe her”

“I am sorry if I don’t, she never gave me reasons to trust her, I will believe when I have a DNA test proving it”

I walk out and towards the bedroom to see my beautiful woman sleeping on my bed. This got me thinking. I can’t go on like this. I love her too much. I might not show her, or tell her but I do. I do Hi everyone.

I will update this story 5/6 days a week. I am going back to work full time ( 45 hours a week ).

Lockdown is almost over and life is going back to normal, So I will take 1or 2 days off per week to spend with my family.

More tomorrow Stay safe Love Peyton