Do muster up the courage or flee

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What had scared me the most was how easily he'd gotten me to agree to tell him everything I thought of because whenever I hide something from him It was like he had a sixth sense that could tell that I was hiding something. And the man didn't like secrets. I'd tried and by tired I mean I lost. I had done everything I could think of to stop leaning on this man but he wanted to talk and when he talked It was not about himself It was about me and He knew ways in which he could rile me up and make me angry enough for me to blurt out exactly what he wanted to hear. So after many failed attempts to keep things to myself I'd finally given in and started being honest with him.

And it couldn't have been better because he never questioned me about my past. His only demand was to never keep anything from him. If I didn't like some thing or If I wanted something all I had to do was voice my opinion and He would listen in. He may not always give me the answer I want but telling him felt way better than keeping it all in. That's exactly how I'd landed the job as his son's nanny and overall housekeeper because even a brat like me knew that nothing came free.

I had been on guard since he'd told me that he knew about the existence of werewolves and male pregnancy. Time had played a major role on helping me trust Drake and his team but a part of me had still been wary. If I had gotten into an accident that killed his son's mother, did that mean that he was helping me out of pity? Because honestly I couldn't even see one benefit He'd get by helping me out to this extent. Drake didn't need money or power or even connections to the werewolf world. He had them all.

This was one of the biggest questions that had plague my mind but I'd gotten my answer the more I'd spent time with me. There was no pity in this man's world. And by far their seemed to be no ulterior motives behind helping me either. So what's keeping me from reaching out to him? Why am I so hesitant to tell him that I'm scared to go through this pregnancy?

''You can tell that prick to suck it up his ass for all I care'' Drake spat out menacingly as his voice drifted away from the door. Huh had I been so occupied in my thoughts that I'd missed an epic show down or something. Whoa I only thought those happened in books and dramas.

A smile forms on my lips as I replay Drake's words in my head. If there was one thing I'd learnt about him during the past 3 months it was the very fact that swearing came just as easily as breathing to this man. Words I've never even heard of were often voiced out by this man whenever he saw fit. I'd seen so many over bearing women waltz into my room only to hear him growl out in warning to show that he was not the least bit interested in them. Well he sure did live up to his playboy title. 

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