Claiming His Hidden Heir by Carol Marinelli

Author:Carol Marinelli [Marinelli, Carol]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarlequinUKLtd
Published: 2018-03-31T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

THE DECISION ABOUT whether to tell him was not, of course, as clear cut as that.

For the first couple of months a generous dash of anger fired Cecelia’s spirit, for she certainly hadn’t deserved that.

How dared he have Sabine walk her out of the office? How dared he question her attitude, when he was the most arrogant person on earth?

Her anger, combined with a healthy dose of denial as to the truth of her predicament, got Cecelia through the first trimester of her pregnancy.

Cecelia did consider a termination, but in the end could not see herself going through with it.

Her father had wanted her mother to abort her, and she was also rather certain that Luka would suggest the same.

So she hid the news from the world and worked hard in her new job.

As long as she didn’t show, she could work hard and pretend that nothing had changed.

At first she enjoyed the life where sixteen or more hours of her day were not devoted to Luka’s exhausting schedule, and eight hours of night time were not spent rejecting the hunger of her body for him.

Except she lied, for now she had experienced him, it was not fantasy that peppered her thoughts and dreams but intoxicating memories.

Unlike Luka, her new diplomat boss was so stunningly politically correct that he made no mention of her expanding waistline. But as Christmas approached, Cecelia formally told him that she would not be renewing her contract at the end of her term.

Cecelia had always been sensible with money and had some savings, but she was starting to glimpse how impossible it would be to combine her regular work with motherhood.

Anxiety about the future woke Cecelia up in the middle of the night, and of course there were times that she considered telling Luka.

But not like this, Cecelia thought as she nervously headed to her aunt and uncle’s house to tell them the news. Not when her heart was fluttering in fear and she was constantly on the edge of tears.

On the Tube she checked her hair and make-up and could see the anxiety in her own eyes in the mirror as she tried to fathom how they would take it.

‘Cecelia.’ Her aunt frowned when she opened the front door to her niece. ‘You didn’t call to say you were dropping by.’

Should she have to? Cecelia thought, but as usual said nothing.

And neither did she remove her coat.

She sat in the drawing room as tea was served and felt as uncomfortable as she had on the day she had first arrived here.

It was a very austere house and Cecelia could remember sitting on this very seat as her grandfather had spoken with his son about boarding school for her.

‘How’s work?’ her aunt asked.

‘It’s going well.’ Cecelia nodded. ‘The hours are much better than in my previous job. However, I’ve told him that I shan’t be renewing my contract.’

‘Have you found something else?’ her aunt asked.

Cecelia took a sip of tea and then replaced the cup in the saucer and made herself say it.

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