Page 77 of Brutal Intentions


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“You can all tell yourselves that this is some scandal or mistake, but it’s not going to change anything. Mia’s mine, and she’s having my baby. You can all drink your wine, eat your canapés, and go to hell.”

He stalks over to me and takes my hand, and the anger melts from his face. With a tender expression in his eyes, he murmurs softly, “You okay, Bambi?”

I stare at my hand in his, hyperaware that everyone’s watching us. “I’m not pregnant.”

“I’m pretty sure you are,” he replies.

“I can’t be. I’m on birth control.”

“Yeah, about that.” Laz pushes his tongue into his cheek like he’s ashamed about something, but he ruins it by smiling. There’s not a trace of honest regret in his handsome face. Actually, he seems pretty damn pleased with himself.

“I may have messed with your birth control.”

I remember how Laz reacted when he found out I was on the pill. He immediately started hunting through my things in search of the prescription, and he wanted me to give it up right there and then. Ever since, he’s been obsessed with coming inside me every time we have sex. He actually stops blow jobs so he can finish in my pussy, and then hestaysthere. Keeping his cum inside me. It’s not a fetish.

It’s a goddamntactic.

“You did what?” I say in a low and deadly voice.

Laz has been watching me like a hawk for weeks and repeatedly asking how I’m feeling. It didn’t strike me as odd at the time.

“The packets are fake. All sugar pills.”

“You sabotaged my birth control and didn’t tell me? I’m pregnant, and I didn’t even know it?” I shove his chest with both hands. “I might have gotten drunk. I could have done cocaine.”

Laz reaches for me, but I shrug out of his grip. “Bambi, you don’t do coke—”

I clench both my hands into fists and scream at the top of my lungs, “That’s not the point. The point is you did this behind my back. You are unbelievable, Lazzaro Rosetti!”

“Take it easy, Bambi. It’s not good for the baby.”

I scream again.

His baby.

I’m carrying his goddamnbaby.

This was the plan he was hinting about these past few months. I cover my face with my hands, wishing I could disappear. Laz reaches for me once more, but I pull myself out of his grip.

“We are not okay, asshole. Don’t follow me.”

“Bambi, please—”

He tries to take my hand again, but Rieta steps in front of him, an angry lioness staring him down. “She said don’t follow her.”

Over her shoulder, Mom is staring at me, white-faced and her hands clenched. Actually, everyone is staring at me, and I want to shrivel up and die.

Rieta grabs my hand. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

I keep my head down and let her lead the way. As soon as we burst out into fresh air, I gasp, “I need a pregnancy test.”

“I’ve got plenty. I’ll take us to my place.”

On the drive there, I keep picturing the way Mom looked just now. “Did you see Mom’s expression? She looked like she wanted to kill me.”

Rieta shakes her head. “That’s not fair. You obviously didn’t know he was going to announce it like that.”

“I didn’t even know there was a possibility I could be pregnant. I’m on birth control! Or I thought I was. Laz messed with my pills.”

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