Jas(Sequel to Adopted By Rihanna)

Chapter 20

*Jasmin's POV*

It's been a month....

A month since I found out I was pregnant.

A month since I moved out of that room to a much nicer, comfortable room.

A month since I started cleaning all of Robert, Mike, and Daniel's clothes and rooms.

I've been cooking for them as well.

I barely talk to my family cause I have "chores to do".

I literally have to clean this house every day cause they purposely mess it up. Their rooms, their bathrooms, the living room, the fucking kitchen. And I'm the one who usually be in the kitchen.

Robert was right. I might not be getting raped or nothing but I sure am being treated like a slave.

They make sure not to overwork me though cause I'm pregnant. And I'm hydrated and stay eating as much as I'm suppose to.

Daniel has been around me alot, trying to get to know me. I soon found out from Robert that he adores children. He stay trying to touch my stomach too. I don't even have a bump yet.

He is there for me when I have morning sickness though. He holds my hair back and gives me water, all of that.

I still don't like him though. He fucking raped me. Forgive but never forget, fuck you mean.

Mike stays away from me as much as he can which is fine by me. I honestly don't give a single fuck. Like my daddy said in his song. Zero-o-o.

Robert is just Robert. He pops up out of nowhere and always tell me that I'm nothing or that I'm not let off the hook. His ass is annoying.

So yeah....I'm fucking miserable.

But I'm trying to stay sane for the sake of my baby.

I woke up in the middle of the night because I was feeling naseaous. I leaped out the bed and ran to the bathroom, getting on my knees and throwing up in the toilet.

Oh my goodness, baby! Why can't I just sleep in peace!?

He or she is just torturing me more. But I love him or her. So he or she is good for now.

"Jasmin?" I heard and continued throwing up

I knew it was Daniel ass.

Soon, I felt his hands holding my hair back and him rubbing my back. If anything, he was making it worst.

When I was done throwing up, I took my head out of the toilet and flushed it before standing up and going to the sink, Daniel helping me.

I washed my mouth out before brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth out with some mouth wash.

"You alright?" Daniel asked

I nodded before shrugging his touch off of me and leaving out of the bathroom, laying back down in the bed. I was still tired. But I knew I couldn't go back to sleep.

I never can without Keith or my baby girl.

"What time is it?" I asked

"3 in the morning" He said "You got 3 more hours till my dad comes to wake you up. So rest up"

I nodded and jumped slightly when he touched my stomach.

"Take it easy in there, little one" He whispered

Don't fucking talk to my child, asshat!

He left the room, closing the door and I heard his footsteps leaving from in front of the room.