Pregnant For My Exs Tycoon Dad

Larissa

I hummed happily to the faint Valentine tune playing from the intercom. This was one of my best songs!

“The day was finally here,” I thought, smiles tugging at my lip. I couldn't wait to see Rick later in the day.

"Someone's in a happy mood today."

Startled, I turned and saw Madam Rosé staring at me inquisitively. Madam Rosé had always been like this; appearing at sudden moments. She was like a phantom most of the time.

Madam Rosé was the head and the oldest housekeeper in the Walton's household where I worked.

"You scared me Madam Rosé" I said, turning back to my cleaning as I stopped humming.

"You haven't answered my question," Madam Rosé persisted.

She was like this also; always putting her nose in everyone's business, but we all loved her because of how she treated us like her own children.

I sighed inwardly and replied, " Who stays unhappy on Valentine's day? It's a day of love after all."

I quickly left the sitting room, heading to the kitchen before Madam Rosé came up with more of her questions.

Taking a look at my phone, I couldn't help but notice that there was no message notification from Rick which was quite strange.

He hasn't messaged me since he left in the morning, which was quite unlike him. I giggled at the thought that he was out trying to get me a perfect valentine gift. It would be so romantic if he came with a bouquet of rose flowers.

“He was probably busy or something” I said to myself as I pocketed my phone back. Rick happened to be the only son of Mr. Michael Walton, the CEO of Walton Empire, a household name in the city, and known to be one of the richest families in the country.

I quietly imagined the clamor and shock it'd generate if they knew that I, Larissa, was the secret girlfriend of Rick Walton. The feeling of knowing such a big secret brought a smile to my face.

"Larissa, aren't you done tidying the kitchen?" Madam Rosé's call dragged me out of my daydream.

"Almost done," I called out, rushing to finish cleaning up.

I soon finished up all my chores, removed my apron and headed to my room. It was late by the time I was done with my chores, but I didn't mind; Mr. Michael paid us handsomely for our work.

Making sure to carefully lock my door, I groped under my bed, coming up with a dark blue box with 'Desirous Lingerie' written on it.

Opening it, I smiled widely at the carefully arranged lingerie set. I giggled as I held up the sexy lingerie, I had spent most of my savings on this; I couldn’t wait to see Rick's expression when he would see it later.

“The surprise would definitely not end there,” I thought, smiling naughtily.

I took out more things from under the bed, proceeding to decorate the room. Before long, everything was set; the room awash with shades of red, the floor littered with little red flowers that I'd picked from the garden earlier.

Inspecting my work, I quietly savored the beautiful aesthetic I had just created, all for Rick. He wouldn't know what hit him after tonight's surprise.

I was hyped the whole evening, I couldn't wait to take off my uniform. I soon took a shower and took extra care to apply the perfume Rick got for me; the very one he loved.

That done,I carefully put on the lingerie, the soft velvet shimmered on my skin.

“Why isn't he back yet?” I wondered, as I paced close to the window. The window was my vintage point, as I could catch sight of Rick the moment he drove in.

It was unlike Rick to stay this long without calling me or even texting me. He knew today was our special day; why was he taking so much time?

I sat on the bed frowning, as I scrolled through the unreplied texts I sent to Rick earlier today.

Rick was a busy man, I knew. But he shouldn’t be that busy to the point of not making out time for us. Glancing at the time, I was surprised it was already past ten!

Frustrated, I lay on my bed, and decided to get my laptop to pass time as the silence was becoming unnerving.

The laptop was a new model, a gift also from Rick. I was still yet to get the hang of it though; Rick had always teased me about not being tech savvy.

I logged into my Instagram, ignoring the popping message icon. Replying messages of horny netizens wanting a quick hit? Not me!

I snorted at the memory of when I made Rick delete his instagram so girls wouldn't fuss over him.

“As your girlfriend, I’m allowed to fuss over you” I'd proudly declared that day.

Our relationship might be in secret, but it was pure and genuine; Rick was my everything. He had promised to make our relationship public after his father made him the managing director of the company.

I spent the next two hours scrolling through Instagram as I got submersed in the many interesting videos I could watch.

I also checked my phone in case Rick had texted back, but got disappointed each time.

"Damn it Rick! Where are you?"

I dialed his line again, but each time it ended without an answer. I was almost giving up hope when my phone vibrated; he had finally picked!