The Billionaire's Ultimatum (Book 1)

Chapter 11

I don't know who you'll be but I know you'll be my everything- unknown.

Katy's POV.

Saturday morning flew by faster than anticipated. It was the morning of Ethan's parents' anniversary party and as excited to wear the beautiful gown and as nervous to interact with the high society, I hardly doubted that in the current moment I was in I could have felt either of those emotions. My stomach churned as a fresh wave of nausea hit me one once again. I felt sick to my stomach. It was barely 7 in the morning but Ethan and I were both up since the early hours of dawn as I furiously emptied my sick stomach all the while with him soothingly rubbing my back and offering the calming aura that I was in desperate need of. His kind gestures and sweet words made tears spring to my eyes much to his amusement as I remained propped against the cool tile wall in the en-suite as the moon dipped in the sky making way for the sun to appear.

"Should I call the doctor now sweet?" Ethan asked softly upon reentering the bedroom some time later that morning with a tray in hand. "Have some lemon tea it should settle your stomach." He insisted encouragingly.

"Please don't I feel a bit better now." I told him as I accepted the warm tea.

"You look sickly pale." He stated frowning at my appearance.

My hair was a tied into a messy bun sticky and sweaty from constantly throwing up. His over- sized t-shirt on me was wrinkled and my eyes and nose was red and blotchy was crying for no apparent reason. I hadn't been this ill in as many years as I could have remembered.

"It must be a stomach bug." I said to him sniffing trying to keep the tears at bay as I continued my soothing warm drink, "Hardly the need to have the medics rushing in."

After my tea and a very refreshing shower I had already started feeling much better. Miraculously I had kept a light lunch down containing a bowl of fresh onion French soup and a couple slices of dried whole grain toast. Ethan was nothing short of a mother hen constantly on my every step it made me cry all the much more as I was not use to the constant care. After lunch he wrapped me in arms as I fell into a deep sleep exhausted on the living room couch while we were both watching a football match. Though I insisted he join the rest of the boys for their regular Saturday morning game he refused immediately saying we would both watch a match instead. Snuggling deeper into his warm chest, his strong arms wrapped around my midsection as he soon fell asleep with me.

Sometime later, much later in the afternoon I felt someone lightly caress my face while attempting to wake me. Tiredly I fluttered open exhausted eyes meeting Ethan's sweet handsome face staring at me etched in worry.

"Its past five in the afternoon sweet, you slept for almost six hours." He stated, "I don't think we should attend the party when you are clearly this unwell."

Trying to find my voice in my exhausted state I immediately protested, "I'll be fine in a couple of days but I think you should go ahead." I insisted.

"Absolutely not." He countered back, "And who the hell would take care of you?" He went on raising his voice slightly before gazing at me apologetically.

"I am not dying or flat on bed Ethan." I told him reasoning, "And your parents would be really disappointed if you don't show up not to mention Evelyn."

"I don't...." He started of saying but I interrupted him knowing that he was about to refuse.

"Please." I pleaded, "Isn't Lucas going to be there? I'm sure they are all expecting you."

Sighing loudly he ran frustrated hands through his hair as he nodded making me smile up at him.

"Alright." He relented, "But first let's have supper earlier together and try to get something other than soup into you." He said to me pulling back the luxuriously comfortable duvet, "Do I need to carry you down?" He questioned amusingly as he placed a light kiss on lips pulling back all to soon before I had properly responded.

Specially prepared to aid my upset stomach the head chef at the kitchen in the hotel's restaurant prepared a delicious brown rice mixed with vegetables and smoked chicken breasts. No longer queasy I was able to enjoy a full dinner famished much to Ethan's approval. A short while later Ethan stepped out the walk in closet looking dashingly handsome in his tailor made black ARMANI tux. He looked like a devastatingly well-groomed prince. A stab of envy pinched me as I thought of all the beautiful model like women who would be there no doubt trying to get his attention. It wasn't the first time I questioned his interest in me but I knew without a doubt that I trusted him with all my heart. Coming over to me on the bed he placed as a lingering kiss to my lips before I pulled away catching a whiff of his strong cologne.

"What's wrong?" He questioned me confused as I tried not to gag from the expensive scent that I once loved.

"Nothing at all you should go or else you'll be late." I said as I handed him his phone and his wallet.

"Katy..." He said after a moment, his forehead creased in worry as he pocketed his items, "You would call if you get more sick right?" He asked.

Smiling up at him I tried to overcome the cologne scent as I placed a kiss onto his clean shaven cheek, "Of course now please go and apologize to Evelyn on my behalf."

As soon as he was out the door I waited for some time before I donned on my coat and exited the hotel. There was a pharmacy close by and there was an item I urgently needed to get. Thankfully he took both bodyguards so it was no hassle that anyone would follow me or report back to him. In a couple minutes time I was back in the penthouse saved for the odd look from a couple of the bell boys from the vast lobby downstairs.

And there it was.

My suspicion confirmed.

As I stared at the stick in my hand I felt my entire world shifted on its axis.

My first thought was Ethan's reaction for I deeply feared what he might have to say. Neither of us expected this to happen. I should have known before as the blunt signs faced me. My breasts ached constantly and Ethan had recently commented on their fullness. The nausea from my morning sickness should have tipped me of but I had to wait until I smelt his now awful cologne. Staring at the stick for a couple more moments, I let the thought sink in before I jumped into the shower trying to fully process the news. Settling into bed my thoughts mulled over the future. A smile made its way onto my face as I laid awake awaiting Ethan's return as my hands gently caressed my still flat stomach. Picking up the neat little frame from the bedside table which sat one Ethan's side of the bed, I looked on at the mischievous grinning faces of the four teenage boys. As always, my eyes immediately connected to the handsome honey brown eyes smiling back at the camera. Placing it neatly back to its spot, my thoughts drifted away thinking of a beautiful little boy with brandy color hair and honey brown eyes. He had full pink lips and a cute little bow mouth. He was the smaller version to his father and as every bit as perfect. I had no doubt that Ethan would make a great father. He had a lot of love and protective instinct already instilled in him. As the night went on and I could no longer keep my eyes open I slept with the last thought praying for my baby's safe delivery. A kind of happiness that I never knew settled made its way into my heart.

I was pregnant.

We were going to have a baby.

A/N: WOAH! Cliffhanger ;) What would be Ethan's reaction? Guess you'll have to wait to find out ;) I hope you enjoyed this chapter and VOTE, COMMENT and SHARE YOUR THOUGHTS WITH ME. I want to wish everyone a very Happy New Year 2018 and hope that our family grows. Don't forget to check out 'The Billionaire's Match' 'The Billionaire's Arranged Wife' and 'The Billionaire's Christmas Revenge' available on my page. 

oxoxox...Allison :)