CHAPTER 27: CHAPTER 27

Then she said, "I love you. Call me tomorrow." She smiled at me as she closed the door.

When I got home, I took a bath and lay on the bed, smiling. My phone rang, and it was Quinn. I had only called her once since I left. I picked it up.

"Hello," I said.

"You’ve forgotten me," Quinn replied.

"No, don’t say that. How could I forget you?" I responded.

"This is how you treat your only love? Anyway, I have good news for you," she said.

"Good news? What’s that?" I asked.

"I’m pregnant!" she exclaimed.

"Just tell me you’re joking. Why would you be pregnant?" I replied.

"I’m not joking. My mom found out yesterday, and we went and did a test, and it was confirmed," she said.

Hearing that made my heart start beating faster.

"What are you planning to do?" I asked.

"Planning to do how? Are you not happy that I’m pregnant with your child? This is a direct ticket to be together again," she said.

"Happy? How do you expect me to be happy? You better go and—"

Just then, someone cut in; it was her mother, Maya. "You stupid idiot. What are you trying to say?"

"Good afternoon," I said.

"Good afternoon? I’ll kill you there," Maya retorted.

"Ma’am, you need to calm down," I said.

"You still have the audacity to talk? You made me lose my husband, and now you’ve gotten my daughter pregnant. You think you will get away with this?" she shouted.

"It’s not really my fault; she’s the one who seduced me. I was in my room, and she intruded. I even begged her to let me use protection, and she refused. Why are you blaming me for everything?" I replied.

"I can see you can talk now," Maya said.

"I’m just telling you the truth," I insisted.

"Just shut up, goat. Let me tell you, she will never abort this baby. You must marry her."

"But—"

"But what? If you don’t want to see the beast in me, you better do what I said. If not, I will show you a side of me that you’ve never seen in your life."

"Just calm down; it hasn’t gotten to this. I like Quinn, but—"

"But what?" she interrupted.

"I don’t want to marry her; I have a girlfriend," I confessed.

"You must be mad, do you hear me?" Maya yelled.

"Hello? I couldn’t hear her. Maybe it’s the network." I dropped my phone on my bed and lay down, staring at the ceiling, thinking about my life. I didn’t want to marry Quinn. I would never marry her.

I made up my mind to go for the weekend and inform my dad about Quinn’s pregnancy to see what he would say. So, the next day, I started preparing.

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**Joshua’s POV**

That moment when you have no choice but to obey your dad. You’re trapped and helpless.

"Everything has been settled. All you have to do is go and buy a ring of your choice," Dad said.

I cursed under my breath. Dad was making me marry her.

I had to.

I was forced to marry her. But I was sure of one thing: after the baby comes, I would divorce her.

And marrying her wouldn’t cage me at all.

I could still hook up with any girl I wanted. I left the house angrily.

I was going to make sure I ruined Quinn’s life.

She would leave me on her own after I was done dealing with her.

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**A Month After the Wedding - Wedding Night**

**Quinn’s POV**

I lay on my bed, rubbing my tummy. Very soon, someone would be calling me ’Mom.’

I sighed. But I was just 17 years old. Ever since we got married, he had been treating me badly. I wondered what I had done to him.

As I lay there, he walked in. He came and joined me on the bed, starting to rub my thighs. I removed his hands.

"Come on, Quinn, let’s do it," he said.

"Do what?" I asked, pretending to be clueless.

"You know what I mean. I need to screw right now," he said. I smiled.

"Okay. I’ll just go wear my thongs..." I said, smirking. I left the bed and walked out of the room. I headed for his room, went in, locked the door, and lay down on the bed. He would never have me again. Maybe he should consider doing it alone. He knocked, but I refused to open up. He left after a while.

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**The Next Day**

I woke up and left his room for mine.

I started to hear loud moans and groans. I ran downstairs to find Joshua and a lady having sex in the living room.

He just crossed the line. Game on. Two can play this game.

Luckily, the idiot hadn’t noticed my presence since he was busy with the lady. I ran back to my room, grabbed my phone, and returned to the living room, hiding by the wall. I turned on the recorder and started filming them. He had the guts to bring a woman to our home.

He was going to pay for this. They finished and began panting. Joshua pulled up his pants, took his wallet, and gave the woman a lot of cash before she fixed her clothes and left.

"Enjoyed the show?" Joshua asked, referring to me.

I came out of my hiding place.

"No, I should be asking you. Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked.

He chuckled.

"She’s the best. I can choose her over and over again. She’s better than your boring self," he replied, smirking.

Geez, his words hit hard. How could he insult me like that?

"It’s tight but pure. I know you’ll never admit I was great down there... You’d rather brag about a woman whose body is as wide and ungodly as the dirty streets of New York. I can sense you already have STDs, so don’t even dream of touching me again," I shot back, turned, and stylishly went upstairs.

I heard him scoff from behind.

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**Joshua’s POV**

After showering, I came downstairs to have breakfast. All that sex made me hungry.

The woman I was with is Vanessa. She always knows how I like it.

She’s always at my beck and call. So if Quinn denies me sex, I’ll just call Vanessa.

I walked into the kitchen. Our new maids were still at the big mansion.

Dad said Quinn and I would have to do everything on our own for the next two weeks.

The pregnant Quinn was sitting at the kitchen table eating chips. Was she even allowed to eat that? Anyway, I really didn’t care.

I walked straight to the fridge to check what was available. There was no way I was asking Quinn to cook for me. I still wanted to live to spend money and hook up with girls.

I took two eggs. I planned on making tea and having it with toast and an omelet.

"Joshua, give me a bottle of yogurt from the fridge," Quinn said, pouting.

Wait a sec...

I looked behind me. She was actually talking to me. Did she think she could just order me around?

"I’m waiting," she said, snapping her fingers.

"Are you seriously talking to me?" I asked.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"I said help me get a yogurt from there," she repeated.

"No. I won’t," I said, shutting the fridge and taking my eggs with me to the stove.

"You might want to change your mind..." she sang.

I turned to look at her. She was holding her phone up for me to see.

She tapped on it, and a clip of me and Vanessa making out started to play!

"If you don’t do what I tell you to do, your dad will be the next person watching this," she threatened.

I scoffed.

"I’ll tell Mom you edited it. I’ll say it’s fake," I said.

She sighed.

"Okay, have it your way," she said and tried to send it.

Who was I kidding? Dad would know it was true. He just loves and trusts Quinn too much!

"Okay, stop! What do you want? Yogurt, right?" I stuttered, running to the fridge.

She laughed and dropped her phone.

"No. I don’t want yogurt anymore. I want us to go to the mall with your credit card, and you’ll let me buy whatever I want!"

"After that, you’ll carry me around the parking lot before we enter the car and go to the amusement park!" she said happily.

Seriously?

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**Joshua’s POV**

My breakfast was totally ruined by what Quinn just did. Blackmailing me like that...

I went to my room and brought out my briefcase. It contained all my credit cards. I took one and left the room. Quinn was waiting in the living room.

"Joshua, let’s go now so we can get to the amusement park before it gets crowded," she whined like a baby.