Page 89 of Lethal Infatuation

"Nothing—"

I couldn't even finish my sentence before he spoke. "I swear to God, if you're going to saynothingI'm going to lose my mind. I'm not in the mood for this tonight."

I released a soft sigh, mentally preparing myself to share the vital piece of information with him. "My period is late." He was about to take a sip of his alcohol, but his hand stopped mid-air.

He blinked a few times, holding the glass tightly. The ice cubes hit the perimeter of the glass when he tilted it slightly, the sound almost deafening in the quiet space. "What?"

"It's been a week since I was supposed to get my last period." Nicolas' face was expressionless. His eyes never leaving my face.

"Are you serious?" he asked calmly. He closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them.

"I know I should've told you sooner, but—"

"So what does this mean?" he questioned. "You think you're pregnant?" His harsh, condescending tone of voice had bile rising in my throat.

"I'm not sure," I answered, fiddling with my fingers.

“Have you taken a pregnancy test?” I’ve never heard him speak to me in this manner before. His tone turned ice cold in the matter of seconds.

“No. I wanted to consult with you first.” My throat had become extremely dry and I pushed my plate forward. The tension in the space surrounding us was extremely thick, it was so bad, it felt like I was on the verge of choking.

“Fuck’s sake, Gabriella." He pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily.

"You don't seem too thrilled about it."

"Of course I'm not thrilled about it. Do you really think now'sthe time to have children given the circumstances?" I couldn’t believe his reaction. All the times he’s talked about breeding me, wanting to see me carry his children. Instead of being supportive, he wanted to remind me of the terrible situation at hand that’s been plaguing me since he shared the information with me.

"For someone who's always fucking me raw and begging me to take all of their come, I'm surprised this even bothers you." I pushed the chair back and got up. "Pregnancies are inevitable if you're having sex, especially if it's unprotected."

"Gabriella," Nicolas called after me. "Always walking away. I see that's your solution to problems. If things get too heated for you, you're ready to run," he spat bitterly.

I stopped dead in my tracks, slowly turning to face him. "I'm not running away, I was simply

going to my room," I bit back.

"Going to your room in the midst of a conversation?" He slowly stalked towards me. "Does that seem logical to you?"

"You're talking to me aboutlogical? You've been filling me up with your come yet you're shocked that my period is late."

"Watch your mouth," He warned.

"Or what? You're supposed to be comforting me, not making me feel bad for something I have no control over. If anything, you should be taking responsibility because it takes two to tango,” I said angrily.

“I know how sex works, Gabriella, you're not the first woman I've fucked." My jaw fell slack and I blinked slowly, unable to grasp what Nicolas just said. "I'm not going to do this with you. I need a damn drink."

“Excuse me?” I walked closer to him. “There’s absolutely no need for you to be disrespectful.”

“I wasn’t being disrespectful,” he said, his voice and facialexpression void of any emotion. “I just stated a fact.”

“Go to hell,” I responded swiftly. “You were wrong for that disgusting response.” That emotionless expression faltered for a few seconds as he gaped at me.

I didn’t bother participating in a stare down and walked towards my room. I thought I’d reach my room, but Nicolas easily caught up to me, pushing me against the wall.

He placed both hands on either side of my face, scowling at me. “Don’t push me.”

“Push you?” I scoffed. “Your response told me everything I needed to know about you. You claim I’m the one who runs away, yet you’re so quick to turn into a complete asshole who flights when one little issue arises.”

“What are you saying, Gabriella?” he asked angrily, his deep voice nearly slicing through my skin.

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