Loving The Lawyer (18+)

Chapter 44

Okay because I'm in a generous mood and I don't want to quit this story just yet I am going all the way to chapter 50 (the epilogue) so you can all see King pregnant.

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Nearly five weeks. I've been home for a little over a month now and let me tell you I wish I stayed in Russia. In fact I'm considering flying to Russia tonight and helping Toly with the Bratva. We've been video chatting everyday, going over everything, I add my input every now and then, but Anatoly was born to be a leader and pretty much has everything handled.

As for me, I have nothing handled. Everyone in the house is ignoring me. I enter a room, they exit. I try to start a conversation it's one-word answers. Even Sky and Rosy are ignoring me. Dario barely sleeps in our bed, exits out of his tabs when I enter his office, he changed his password on his phone, and the times where he does sleep in our room he doesn't touch me. He places a pillow in between us and doesn't say anything. I've recently taken a liking to the couch in our room. At least the couch pillows cuddle me.

The only people not ignoring me are my brother, Ava, and father although we don't talk as much as we used to. My father has been handling the firm well and my brother has been dealing with Ava's mood swings. Turns out Kaden was right, they were busy making me another niece or nephew. Ava is the only one who knows about the little asshole growing inside of me. I told her when I went to congratulate her about her pregnancy. We sobbed over romance movies and ate gross food together.

I wanted to go back to work and be the boss ass bitch I was before marrying that twat, but my job is very stressful and Valentina advised stress wasn't good for the baby, which I already knew. I found out the gender of the baby yesterday since I just hit sixteen weeks. The asshole decided to show themselves early. I wanted to do it with Dario, but our one-year anniversary is in two days and I figured that it might be better to surprise him with the gender and well he's ignoring me.

Right now my mind is a jumbled mess. I've been throwing up constantly, eating the weirdest foods like pickles dipped in mustard which before I got pregnant I hated both, and I constantly have to pee. My little asshole, oops...I mean blessing keeps putting pressure on my bladder which fucking sucks. The only good thing about being pregnant is the fact that I actually have breasts. Too bad no one is here to see them. I wear oversized sweatshirts to conceal the small bump that is already forming.

Since my hormones and emotions are all over the place I hide away in one of the guest rooms and clutch one of Dario's sweatshirts and cry while curled up in a little ball on the closet floor. I love my baby, but right now I'm overthinking everything. Every night I'm plagued with 'what if's.' What if they don't want the baby? What if they resent the baby because of me? What if Dario doesn't love me anymore? What if Dario doesn't want the baby? What if I just left for Russia? It's not like anyone would notice. What if he thinks it's Anatoly's or Sergeis'? What if Dario waits till the baby is born and then decides he doesn't want me?

With a sigh, I shake off my daily what if's and fold the sweatshirt and place it in the empty drawer. I wipe the tears from my cheeks and head to the kitchen. Today the clump of cells is craving vanilla ice cream and ketchup with gummy worms and chicken nuggets as toppings. I hear laughing and giggling as I near the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen I see Rosy, Sky, Gianna, Eliana, and Talia all sitting and laughing at the kitchen island. Their laughter dies down as they notice me and they get up and leave with quite hellos. Sky hugs me on her way out, but that is all I get.  I don't bother to stop them because the little shit is hungry and I don't have enough energy to interrogate someone right now.

I grab everything I need from the fridge, freezer, and pantry. I pop five chicken nuggets into the microwave and scoop three scoops of vanilla ice cream into a bowl. I squeeze ketchup all over my ice cream and place some gummy worms in the bowl. The microwave goes off and I shred the chicken nuggets into little bites, ignoring the stinging burn of the hot chicken.