Pregnant for the Twin Billionaire

mediately, moaning in pain. I looked around the room and I saw the unmade side of the bed, which meant that someone must have been here with me. Under the duvet. I sighed and

et home first." "Whatever," she said, giving up. She helps me get inside the house until I'm inside my room. Sensing privacy, my tears poured down immediately. I cried until she cooed me on her shoulders. "Hey, hey, it's okay. It's fine. You'll be fine Mitch," she said patting my hair. "I was raped, Chole. By a stranger!" I said, finally getting my voice. "Wait, wait. Hold up. You were what?" She asked with widened eyes. "He dropped a business card and some cash like I'm some cheap prostitute. I can't even remember what happened, but I feel the pain between my thighs. It hurts so much." I said again, beginning another marathon of tears. "Sorry, Mitch. I'm so sorry. I never should have taken you to that party. Please, forgive me." She said. "I can't remember anything though. What happened? Why did you leave me?" I asked. "I didn't leave you, Mitch, trust me, I didn't. You were so drunk that you left me to dance with others. I went to refill my drink and you were gone. I asked around and you seemed to disappear into thin air. I searched everywhere for you, I really did. I couldn't find you anywhere, I'm sorry." She said, breaking down in tears. I hate to see her cry. "It's okay Chole. From everything that you've told me, it's clearly not your fault. It was that bastard's fault. I will kill him." I said with anger "Please, can you make me some soup? I have a hangover and I'm really starving," I asked. "Sure! Anything for my best girl." She said, delighted to help. "I'll go get a couple of drugs from the store for the pain," I say, not including that I will