Chapitre 37: Chapter 34: Wreaking Havoc
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Leslie's P.O.V.
It's the sixth month of my pregnancy and sitting uncomfortably on an airplane might not be one of the brightest move I've made. I hate the fact of being squished into a small seat. I even bought a first class ticket this time at the expense of my bank account which may or may not be throwing curses at me . Even with everything am still uneasy and uncomfortable it feels like there's not enough room for me no matter how I twist and turn.
I informed my doctor about my flight back to New York and she advised me that after this journey I should not do it again untill the baby is born.
As of my return back home no one knows yet, apart from Morgan. With the difficulty of moving around without not getting noticed annoyed the hell out of me I could feel prying eyes but I just ignored it.
Outside the airport I try to hail a cab and making sure not to attract any attention from anyone.
Now that I'm back in the very house it all started. Back at Damien's penthouse,the house have been away from for months now ....it feels so weird to be back. I move into the house Leaving my bags in the hall, too lazy and tired to carry them all upstairs, As I head up to my room exhausted and tired.
I freshened up pulling on a pair of boxers and an old top , as I collapse into the bed, falling into a deep sleep in seconds as jetlag hit me.
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Next Morning,
Something kept blaring out loudly.
It kept on ringing!
Groaning out, I get up and lean slowly over the table to grab my phone.
Seeing that it's an unknown number, I put it on silent and crawl back into bed, still tired.
Once I'm comfy I groan out in fustration again. I could then faintly hear the door code been unlocked as I hear someone footsteps padding into the house.
I lazily get up barefooted, wondering and praying it's not damien. Surprisingly I bump into morgan standing there, nervously.
"Morgan?!" I cry out in relief and surprise pulling her into a hug as best I could with my bump in the way.
She smiles at me tiredly and returns the hug gently.
"I missed you, don't you ever disappear on me like that ever again!" She says in a threatening warning tone making me slightly alarmed.
"I won't promise."I say streching out my pinky finger as we both pinky sweared.
"Now stop grumbling, you look pissed off."I murmur as i walk down the hall and into the kitchen. Praying theirs something to eat, opening the cupboards and refrigerator in search of food. I hear Morgan following me and taking a seat at the table behind me.
"You know, if you had told me earlier on that, the bitch was getting on your nerves. I definitely would have gotten rid of her you know"She then says softly but in a scary way.
"Morgan!"I exclaim, as I laughed out loud.
"I definitely missed her and her jokes"I thought as I stare at her smilling widely.
"Uh, what are you doing?" I hear her ask me.
"Looking for food. I'm starving." I grumble as I turn back in scavenging for something to eat, disappointment coursed through me and I groan out loudly when all I find is some can of soup and some fruits .
"Well I guess I should have known better, there's really nothing. Besides I haven't lived here in like forever, and even when I did I didn't cook much.
Turning back to her, I see her eyes widen fully taking me in.
"Wow, your bump's huge now like the size of a very big water melon." She replies, as her wide eyes takes my stomach all in smiling widely.
I childishly stick my tongue out at her for pointing out the obvious. I walk past her and up to my room to shower, and change.
"Hey, where are you going now?"
"Don't tell me pregnancy has made you a terrible host, I mean where is the parade is this how you welcome me"She says as I hear her call out, as I go upstairs.
"To get dressed you dumbass, looks like we're going out for food before I eat you, I'm sure you'll taste very nice with canned soup." I call cheekily down to her.
After getting in the shower, I wash myself as quickly as I can manage.
After a quick shower I head to my closet and almost yell at myself for not bringing my bags up here yesterday.
Walking out onto the landing, I lean over to see if I can spot Morgan.
"Hey, Morgan? Can you fetch me my suitcase up? I don't have anything up here that fits anymore?" I shout down to her loudly.
"Yeah right. It means you've gone real fat darling. Be right up." She calls back.
I sat beside the bed as I wait for her.
She finally comes through my door with the case and places it beside me. I get up and open it immediately grabbing a blue dress and pulled it over my head. I went over to my dresser and turn the hair dryer on and make quick work to my long hair. Once dried, I tie it into a pony tail and pulled on some flat sandals.
I get up as I notice Morgan watching me so closely with a suspicious look.
"You okay?" I ask her.
She nods, and remains quiet. Shrugging at her, I grab my bag and make my way back down, ready to go out for food. She follows behind and we get inside her car.
I wait for her to buckle up then we were off driving to the nearest Burger place.
As we drive pass I then spot some paparazzi camping out on the street.
"Why the hell, are they even here?"I thought Confused. Or do they know am back or what.
"Do you think they know am back?"I asked Confused.
"You were spotted leaving the airport"!She says dryly. I guess that answers the question.
"Wow, they're really out in force, huh?" Morgan asks sounding annoyed, as we both stared at the line of reporters.
"Yeah, I guess so. There's your parade then," I reply absently, and we continue the drive in silence until we get there.
We arrived and easily parked since the parking lot isn't that full. As we entered the door, I could feel all the eyes were set on us. Trying not to let their stares bother me , I walked with my head High. Someone then comes to stand beside me. I turned and smile sweetly thinking it's Morgan. But was shell shocked when I spot the very person whose absence in my life has given me sleepless night, the very person that made me feel special and at the same time made me feel like nothing. My smile drops off my face when I see it's Damien standing next to me instead.
Not wanting to make a scene, I tried to ignore him. I place my large order and pay.
The cashier tells me that they'll bring my order to my table for me and I thank her before finding somewhere to sit.
I chose an empty table near the window while I spot Morgan sitting on the bonnet of the car, looking around nervously.
"Traitor"I mouth, as my eyes locks on hers. She then gives me a pleading look. Mouthing "Hear him out"Smirking.
Damien then takes a seat across from me and just stares at me, making me squirm and uncomfortable.
Why are you here?" I ask him tiredly.
Before he could reply, someone grabs the chair next to him and sits there without saying a word. I turned to face the man who rudely interrupted us.
Then I Blanched, my face going pale and losing color as i openly gape at both men. There's a man here sitting before me with Damien's hair, the same identical georgous blue eyes, the curve of his lips. Even the perfect smirk on his face. Feeling faint, dizzy and Confused, my whole body shook with alarm.
No freaking way!?
"Damiem has a twin?"I thought, confused.
"You have a freaking twin?"I ask a bit too loudly, still Shocked at this big revelation. I then felt uneasy.
"Now will you listen to me?" He asks me softly, with a pleading look on his face.
I nod numbly at him, and scoot away from whoever is sitting beside me.
"This is my twin brother, Dorian. Dorian meet the mother of my child Leslie, and the woman I love, the same woman you've driven from my life, with your pettiness." He replies angrily.
"Did he just say"The woman he loves?"I mentally ask my self. That's the part am really interested in.
I look at the man sitting beside me in shock. He just frowns at me, and glares over at Damien. He's like a mirror image of Damien.
"Dorian, is a traveller. Doesn't really stick one place for long, and not everyone knows that I do have a twin brother."He says staring at me.
"Go on then, tell her what happened Dorian." He demands with a harsh and angry time.
"Wow, you never ceases to amaze me. So you kept me away from this beautiful lady and our unborn child. bravo." He shouts loudly In a teasing tone, attracting unwanted attention to our table.
"Who am I kidding, One damien is enough to wreck havoc in this world with looks like that, but theirs obviously two Damien's!
"Holy crap"!
"Why didn't you tell me you had a twin"? I ask with a questioning glance.
"You never tell me anything"I whisper..
"Look I'm sorry, Damien I really didn't know Leslie was pregnant, or that you were married or that you had a fall out with vivian. I didn't know she was going to use me I was just invited by Vivian and we just had one night of fun. I really am sorry. I should have seen past her seductive lures and noticed she must have had an ulterior motive," he says looking over at my still shocked face. "It seems am the cause of your misunderstanding then, so I'll clear it up. I was the one with Vivian in those pictures I'm sorry for falling for her tricks, too." He apologetically continues.
The cashier breaks up the tense staring match between the two as she places my food in front of me.
"Thank you," I mumble weakly to her.
She nods and hurries away from the table.
"I brought Dorian here to clear things up with you. I know I haven't given you enough grounds to trust me and have kept you in the dark about many things. So let me start by apologizing, am really sorry Leslie"He says streching his hands to grab mine but I pulled back.
"The day you came home, I was with Isabel, we were still in school then when we started dating and my father refused my relationship with Izzy. Then Isabel was aspiring to become a musical actress but my father made sure she never got picked In any of the audition she went for. It's not because she doesn't have the talent, it's because she dated me. My dad very much cares about the "Romano's Reputation" and Izzy comes from a very humble family and he thought we weren't a good match. So he did things in the way he believed was right, I just found out he broke us up, by writing out a check of 40 million dollars to Izzy, And she took it. Back then I thought she just disappeared because she grew tired of me or something and I wasn't aware about all this details, I was kept in the dark about all this. When she came back to me she explained how my dad threatened her into leaving me, and she decided not to waste her talent by being with me. She took the money and travelled abroad, thanks to my dad who blacklisted her she never got a role and had no place in being a musical actress. Which is why she became a model." He says dryly
"I'll have to admit the old man has some balls."Dorian says laughing out loudly.
"So what does that make me?"I ask softly, as all the pieces start to fall into place.
"I myself am no different from Isabel. I hate rich and snobby people, am definitely not from a rich family. What does that make me? An unqualified wife?
How am I sure he won't just write up a check to get rid of me"?I ask. My heart breaking at this new piece of information.
"Now that I think about it, your parents weren't present at the wedding. It might be rushed but they were no where in sight. Only your aunt came"I murmur silently talking to myself.
"I mean I was your secretary before I became your wife"I say as I stare down at my food, no longer hungry. I feel sick at what I've just learned. Damien never cheated on me, and it seems am not even qualified to be his wife.
He was innocent all along? Just then bile rush up my throat, I push my chair back and rush towards the bathrooms as quick as I can manage.
Opening a stall, I rush forward and empty my stomach violently.
I could hear someone faintly calling my name loudly but I ignore them, suddenly feeling clastrophobic I try to calm my nerves but to know avail. It felt like I forgot to breathe.
Breathing in and out softly I flush, washing my mouth with water from the faucet i leave the stall to find Damien, Dorian and Morgan both standing there, looking at me worriedly.
Just seeing both of their faces seems to trigger the last of my resolve As everything goes black. The last thing I see before everything fades away is the look of horror on their faces and Damien running forward to catch me as I faint.
Welcoming the darkness like a long lost brother!
Big Twist guy!!!!
Who else is as surprised as I am...
A twin no one knows about?
Big news!!!!!
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