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“I don’t need a doctor. I need answers,” I demand.
“I’ll give you answers once the doctor says you are ok.” His voice is stern.
After thirty minutes, the doctor says I’m fine but not before warning me, I need rest. Because I’m almost six months, he mentioned I should be taking it easy. I want to snap at the doctor. I feel fine. I’m just pregnant. Even women in third-world countries work and are active during pregnancy. Why am I so different?
The doctor leaves a laundry list of dos and don’ts. We walk back to the kitchen where Oliver is. The minute the doctor is out the front door, I look at Oliver. I can tell he knows what is coming.
“Explain, now!” I practically yell at him.
“They were Irish. Most likely sent by Cillian McIntyre.”
“Fiona’s father?” I ask, confused. What would he want with me?
“Yes. Somehow he must have found out you are pregnant.” I sit rubbing my forehead.“What is it?”
“Fiona knows.”
“Why didn’t you call me? I told you to call me for anything.” He says, angry.
“She found out before you did,” I confess.
“Fuck.” He paces.“You should have told me. This changes things.”
“No, it doesn’t. She said as long as I kept my pregnancy a secret and stay away from Viktor, there weren’t going to be any problems. She would let me be.”
“I beg to differ when two men just tried kidnapping you. Or worse.”
“What does this mean?” There is a rising panic inside of me. I hold my belly, protecting my baby. I have an idea what it means but I need to be wrong.
“I need to move you, hide you. They will try again. They won’t stop until they get what they want.”
“I’m not hiding. This is ridiculous.”
“You once told me it wasn’t about you or Viktor anymore. You said you would do anything to protect your child.”
“I stand by that, but I won’t uproot myself because of your family drama.” He pinches the bridge of his nose. He sits.
“Things aren’t good right now with the McIntyres and the Manarchs. There is a lot of tension. The child you are carrying is a threat to the McIntyres and Viktor’s future as the heir. I wish you had told me that Fiona knew when I asked.”
“My baby has nothing to do with any of this. I will not let him be part of the Manarch drama.” I touch my belly. He isn’t born yet, and his life is already in danger.
“He?” He smiles for the first time since I walked in.
“You are having a nephew.” He is quiet for what feels like a long time.
“I know you don’t want Viktor to find out. But with the McIntyres knowing, you aren’t safe anymore. I can’t hide this from him or go behind his back. He already suspects I’m hiding something from him.”
“There has to be another way.” He is quiet again.“I want my son to have a normal life, Oliver. Please.” I beg.
“I’ll double your security. But if this or anything remotely like this happens again, I am telling Viktor.”
“This isn’t going to get any easier, is it?”
“I am afraid not. You just became the most valuable chess piece.”
"What does that mean exactly?"
"You aren't safe. You are carrying Viktor’s heir, the firstborn son. He has a claim to the clan. We need to be careful.”
