JENIFFER


    The magazine didn’t do Olivia’s house any justice, the ce was to die for. But let’s back up a little. First, her husband picked me up from the clinic. The car he was driving, it’s luxury. He was a gentleman too, treated me like precious cargo asking if I was hungry or needed anything before going home.


    He actually said home as if it was our home, his and mine. Getting here, Olivia was friendly and asked her husband to show me around the house and we could meet in the dinning room after for some lunch. The food smelled delicious; I could get used to living like that. My room<b>, </b>it wasn’t even anything I dreamed my room would be.


    I always thought, If I could have a room with a nice king bed, a chest of drawers and a nice, lush carpet next to it, I would be content. I never thought I would have luxury beyond my imagination. That wornan might be crazy and scary as shit. but she did keep her promises, and I was going to do everything in my power to keep this.


    I deserved all of it. “Come on, lunch is ready.” Marcus told me, I almost offered my hand for him to take and lead me to the dining room. But I remembered that there was plenty of time for that, when we walked into the dining room, <b>Olivia </b>had an apron on and cing thest dishes on the table. Everything looked amazing and she looked dashing in that apron.


    Maybe when I became the madam of the house, she would wear that apron permanently and make us such foods. ” Everything looks great, thank you.” I took my seat, and my husband went and <b>sat </b>next to the soon to be help. That made me angry, but Iposed myself, once I gave him the baby then he would see that I was the one who deserved to be by his side not a woman who can’t carry his child.


    That one only deserved to serve people like me who were able to bring life into the world. A woman who can’t even do the <b>most </b>natural thing in the world women were meant to bring, carry and bring a child into the world. She couldn’t do that and yet, she behaved as if she deserved a man like Marcus. “Is something wrong with the food, do you not like it or do you prefer something else? I know pregnancy can be difficult<b>, </b>so whatever you need I can make for you.”


    She offered, that was <b>what </b>she was good for anyway, caring for those such as myself who could do <b>what </b>she couldn’t. “No, thanks. Everything is perfect and thank you for this. I appreciate it.” that was meant for Marcus, I appreciated him being the father of my child.


    She nodded, she was beautiful and wearing nice clothes that belonged to me. I was the one who was carrying an heir to the Walker empire, who the hell did she think she was to be looking better than I did. <b>Olivia</b><b>, </b>I see now why thatdy doesn’t like you, a person like you should not be taking from someone like me.


    After lunch Marcus took me to the salon to get some rest, the salon’s view overlooked the backyard, he was ying with that boy, Olivia’s son who called him father when he wasn’t. I didn’t know why the woman was <b>so </b>cruel as to make the child believe that Marcus was his father when he was not. But not to worry, Marcus was soon going to have his son and Olivia will have to tell her son who his father is.


    “We cant have brats calling your father theirs, now can we? I said caressing my t tummy. “Pregnancy looks good on you.” I jumped and sat up. “Oh no, don’t get up on my ount, you must befortable here, that is why <b>you </b>are staying, so you can befortable and only care of that little one growing inside you.” got that right! But I didn’t want to be arrogant, I didn’t know if <b>the </b>nanny heard what I said or not.


    So, I lowered my head with a sneer on my face wondering why the help was bothering me. “I can’t wait for that baby toe so that Samuel can have someone to y with” As if, my son was not going to spent time with that boy, he was a nobodypared to him. “He will make a good big brother.” She continued.


    Big brother my ass, “You right.” And then she sat next to me, why in the heavens would she be bothering me like this. Did Olivia send her to keep an eye on me? “Is something wrong?” <b>I </b>quickly fixed my face when she asked,


    getting rid of the frown. “No, just my tummy not feeling too well, not sure if it’s something I ate or what.”


    I didn’t get to finish, and she was <b>already </b>ringing a bell I didn’t know was there. Marcus came rushing towards us leaving that boy behind. Good, know your priorities. He didn’t care about the help, he got to me and kneeled in front of me looking worried. “Is something wrong, do you feed to see a doctor?” my heart warmed.


    But then the witch arrived as well with a worried look in her face and I just got bored, who the hell called her toe? “Are you okay?” she questioned, and I offered her alle. If only you knew how much of an eyesore you were to me, you wouldn’t be in front of me right now. “Lupta is exaggerating, I was just feeling <b>a </b>little ufortable, but I am fine.”


    I assured looking at Marcus. “Are you sure? Taking you to the doctor is no trouble at all.” My heart skipped a beat. He cared so much about me. “I thought I was the one who was supposed to be unbearable. But here you are taking my role.” He chuckled getting up to kiss her. I clenched my hands into fists, he was supposed to be kissing me!


    “I was just worried that’s all. You are still going to be the insufferable one.” Sheughed kissing him back. I cleared my throat stopping them from kissing. They both blushed<b>. </b>“Sorry, am just not used to seeing people do that in front of me.” the witch smiled shyly. You bitch! Enjoy it while itsts.