The Billionaire's Ultimatum (Book 1)

Chapter 13

    "I would not survive you a second time"- Aneight word plea to stay gone. 

Katy's POV.

For the next week Ethan became heavily engrossed in work and stressing over the fact that his sister was currently involved in one their new projects. As he had said to me late one night, with Evelyn involved you were never sure what would have happened.

The final one out of the four, the infamous Lucas Demachelis was officially back and so Ethan worked on handing back over business deals and meeting schedules to him trying to find a balance between work and home. Most days he would return after I went to bed which was fine by me. He left early on mornings as my morning sickness continued all throughout the week. I knew I would have to visit a doctor in the near future and decided that it would have to be today. Washing up I made my way down to have breakfast but almost lost my balance on the staircase as I came face to face with a furious looking Ethan. He was dressed in a navy blue suit with a matching tie it had only added allure to his aggressive looking features. Noting that the time was just after 9 in the morning I was shocked that he was still at home. Wanting to question him I thought against it clamping my mouth shut. He couldn't have possibly known about the baby so I was certain that it was something else. Making my way to the bottom of the landing we both stared at the other until he finally spoke...

"Where did you run off to the night of the party?" He questioned softly.

His tone was not to be mistaken. It may have been soft but the menace was heard in spades.

"I thought you were ill so where did you go?" He asked again a bit louder this time as I flinched under the ice of his tone.

I was not going to ask how he had gotten that piece of information. I knew it was only a matter of time until he had found out.

Answering truthfully I replied to him, "I went to the pharmacy located at the end of the street."

He stared at me for a couple terse moments as though he was trying to determine my honesty. The fact that he did not trusted me stung as he slowly nodded indicating that he had believed me as relief flashed in his honey brown depths.

"Why hadn't you called me or ask the maids to get whatever it was that you needed?" He went on questioning in a much lighter voice now as the tension visibly left his body.

It was now or never.

I needed to tell him.

"I had to make sure." I said to him in a small voice as he gazed at me puzzled.

"Make sure of what?" He asked coming towards me.

"I'm pregnant."

And just like that he froze mid step.

An eerie silence filled the apartment as I saw Ethan struggle to get over his shock. Never before had I seen such a powerful man at lost for words. He blinked at me once...twice as a way of getting over his shock before his face became enraged in blood red fury. No longer were warm heated eyes staring at me. He looked at me coldly as though invisible shutters descended down upon him.

"Congratulations." He remarked harshly in a mocking tone making me flinch as he stood a few feet away. His unsmiling mouth morphed into a thin line as he fought to reign in his temper. Both his hands were tightly fisted to his sides as if to restrain himself from physically doing harm he would later regret. His eyes shot daggers at my fragile form as I stood there trying my best not to collapse from the weakness of my knees.

Through my tear clogged throat I opened my mouth to speak but a commanding hand struck up in the air halting me.

"Do. Not. Speak!" He said through clenched teeth, "You have already spoken too much."

"Ethan." I began again not heeding his warning and the only sound heard after that was the smashing of a prized vase as it came crashing to the floor breaking into a million pieces just like my heart.

"I told you Kathrine." He said with a voice filled with utter rage, "Do not speak."

Tears poured down my face as he continued on.

"You lived here like a mistress. Nothing less than a prostitute." He spat out distain-fully.

He regarded my broken profile with a look filled of pure hatred and disgust before making his way to the door.

"Ethan." Finding my trembling voice I called after him for what must be the last time.

Pausing by the door with his taunt back facing me he awaited my next words

"I'd rather go hungry and homeless than to ever depend on you again."

The final sound was the hard slam of the door as he walked away.

A/N: WOAH! INTENSE CHAP. What a dramatic ending! Vote comment and tell me your thoughts (non offensive of course) and don't give up on them just yet ;) Hope you liked the drama as much as I do. Don't forget to check out my other books 'The Billionaire's Match' 'The Billionaire's Arranged Wife' and 'The Billionaire's Christmas Revenge' available on my page. 

oxoxox...Allison :)