Taken By The Mafia Lord

"I'll have everything ready and we can talk about it when I arrive tomorrow then," Adele got off the phone with Marcel, her attention moving back to the picture of that woman on her desk.

Natalie Valeria.

There were several papers on her desk, however, Adele picked them all, arranged them, and put them into a folder. Marcel required that information tomorrow.

She was in the process of pulling out a drawer and placing the folder inside when the door to her office was opened and her favorite staff moved in with the food she had ordered.

"Lunch is here," The woman announced in a sing-song, lifting the food. Since she was close to Adele, the woman began to set the food on the table in the middle of the room when the smell hit Adele's nostril and her stomach lurched.

It was as if World War Three began in her tummy as bile rose to her throat and Adele found herself running to the toilet as if the devil were on her heels. It was a good thing she had a restroom installed else Adele wondered what she would have done in this situation.

Adele leaned over the toilet seat and began to throw up everything she had for breakfast. She couldn't explain it but the smell of her favorite spaghetti and meatballs upset her. She was still heaving when the woman named Sherry came to her side and pulled her hair away from her face so it wouldn't get in her face and her vomit.

"Here, there you go, easy," The woman told her, rubbing her back soothingly until she was done.

Sherry came well prepared because she handed a bottle of water to Adele and she took it, gurgling the taste of vomit out of her mouth before washing the corners of her mouth too and standing up to her feet. Adele turned the handle and flushed the table before walking out of the restroom with Sherry guiding her weary steps.

Adele was suddenly weak and had to be helped back to her office. But the moment the smell of the food hit her nostrils, her stomach reacted again and she yelled at the woman while cupping her mouth,

"Get that thing out of here!"

The woman didn't even need to be told twice, she packed everything and got rid of it. She had to ventilate the whole place and had to spray the office with an air freshener before Adele could settle in.

Adele plopped down on her seat, rubbing her temple with her hand, still feeling a bit sick and unable to explain what just happened. She wasn't usually this way and that food was her favorite.

"What happened, ma?" Sherry inquired and from the concerned look on her face, it was obvious that she was worried about her.

"What happened?" Adele muttered to herself, unable to come up with a reasonable explanation.

"For a moment there, I thought you were pregnant or something. It was similar to when I had my second child, I had an aversion to spicy food. Just a whiff of it, I'll throw up so much one would think I would throw up my intestines as well…" The woman kept on talking without knowing that Adele had zoned out after her first sentence.

She was pregnant?

Adele felt like someone just bashed her in the head with a hammer.

No, it was impossible. It can't happen. Adele was sure of that until she remembered that her period was long overdue yet hadn't seen it. Adele had been so busy with work - and Aziz - to realize she hadn't gotten her period and now she realized it, it felt like a Mac truck just hit her.

Impossible, Adele refused to believe it. This could just be a mere stomach problem and she was putting much meaning into it when it would go away with time. But then, what kind of stomach upset would make one hate her favorite food? Unless it was cooked with really bad ingredients and she had a sensitive nose like a dog?

No, she and Elijah had been very careful, but not from the beginning… Once, a condom even broke…

It dawned on Adele, all strength leaving her body. What has she done?

Sherry was still rambling on when Adele lifted her head and asked,

"Can you get me a pregnancy kit?"

"Huh?" the woman was stunned before her eyes widened in understanding. She swallowed before nodding and left the room to get what Adele wanted.

As soon as the woman left, Adele ran her hand through her hair and yanked on it in frustration. No, she had to calm down. For all she knows, it might be nothing. She had to have evidence.

So Adele waited, and though it was just a few minutes, it felt like forever. Every minute she waited seemed to eat at her soul, hence when Sherry returned, Adele snatched the kit and went into the toilet, locking the door.

Her heart was pounding so fast she found it difficult to breathe, but Adele calmed herself down. She had found herself in life and death situations that were direr. But then, this was her life she was talking about here. If she was pregnant, it was something she had to bear forever and Adele was not ready for a baby.

After making her decision, Adele took out the pregnancy kit and followed the procedures written on the pack. She dipped the stick in her urine and waited for the result. She could have taken it earlier, but Adele waited an additional fifteen minutes, mentally preparing herself to view the result.

And when she did, the result was as clear as day. It was two lines.

She was pregnant.

"No!"

Adele released an inhumane roar that sent Sherry running to the door and began to bang on it, demanding her to open up. However, Adele didn't open it, instead, she broke down in tears.

She was ruined.

As an illegitimate daughter, Adele swore to raise her child in the confines of marriage so her kid wouldn't experience the same maltreatment she underwent. But she failed to keep to that promise.

She failed her child.