Who's my baby's DADDY?

She is Pregnant?

Shane's POV ~

I was fed up with all the girls drooling over me and after a twisting struggle, I somehow managed to escape from them. When I looked around for Kelsea, I saw her talking and laughing with my brother, Elijah. I don't know why I felt a twist in my stomach but I felt an urge to walk in there and pull her away from him. Ugh! I need some air. I took a deep breath and walked outside to clear the stupid thoughts of Kelsea that disturbed the fu** in me. "Boss, we are having an issue in one of our warehouses", one of my men came running towards me and informed me in a rush. I was busy talking to him and sorting things out. When I suddenly heard a familiar voice, “Leave me, filthy ass****!”. Kelsea? I looked around in the direction of the sound and my whole body was set in the fire of rage when I saw one of Richard's men misbehaving with MY GIRL! ASS**** How dare he touch her? She was clearly trying hard to free herself from his shitty hands and my fingers clenched in anger. Mother******! He pulled her close and was forcefully trying to kiss her with his garbage mouth. The next thing I knew he was so dead in my hands. I pulled my gun from my back furiously and took a shot on his leg. “AHHH!!!”, he wailed in pain as he cupped his bleeding leg and rolled on the floor. Kelsea slowly opened her eyes and looked at me with fear in her eyes. “TOUCH HER AND YOU’RE DEAD. REMEMBER, SHE IS MINE!”, I roared in my alpha male voice as I boiled in anger. Nobody touches what’s mine! I again shot him and this time I aimed for his head and it was a skull shot. He fell back to the floor lifeless and Kelsea’s eyes widened in shock. She slowly lifted her welled-up eyes and now she looked at me with fear. Sh**! And suddenly, when she was about to collapse in shock, I quickly ran to her and held her perfect little body in my arms without letting her fall on the ground. “KELSEA!!! KELSEA!! WAKE UP!!!!”, she was lying unconscious in my arms and I don’t know why I felt fear in the deep pit of my heart. Seeing her like this, scared the crap out of me. I quickly lifted her in my arms and the next moment everyone rushed to the garden. “Brother, what happened? We heard shooting sounds? What happened to Kelsea???”, Elijah asked, sounding tense. “Baby, what happened to her, is she okay?”, my mom on the other side asked but I was in no position to answer them. Seconds passed and my fear of seeing Kelsea like this grew larger. “LEAVE EVERYONE! THE GALA IS SO OVER! ELIJAH GET THE DOCTOR! RIGHT FU****** NOW!!! AND CLEAN THIS MESS AS WELL!”, I ordered and everyone gasped, looking at the dead body on the floor. I hurried to my room with her in my arms.

I put her carefully in my bed and stepped back. For the first time in my whole life, I felt this stupid feeling called fear. I fear to see her hurt… and it fu***** freaks me out. “WHERE THE HELL IS THE DOCTOR!!!!”, I screamed losing my patience, when my mum and dad walked in followed by Elijah. “Son, relax. She is just unconscious. Not a big deal”, my dad said and I felt anger and tension pile up inside me. “DAD, IT IS A BIG DEAL. SHE IS DAMN UNCONSCIOUS!”, I yelled at him, losing my control when my mom held my hand, gesturing me to calm down. And, for the side note, that’s my first time yelling at my dad… “She’ll be fine, relax”, My dad walked out, giving me a pissed look when the doctor entered. “CHECK HER, IS SHE FINE? NOTHING SERIOUS, RIGHT?”, I gave him a serious look and he gulped. “Brother, let him check her”, Elijah said and I took a deep breath controlling myself from doing something reckless. I don’t know why I felt this many emotions all at once. Anger, fear, impatience, and excessive uneasy feelings engulfed me all at once. I just took a bunch of deep breaths to calm me down. He examined her for a few and those seconds were the worst. “How is she?”, he removed his stethoscope and I asked impatiently. “Both the heartbeats are normal at the moment. She is just unconscious because of some sudden shock or unusual activity which scared her. Nothing to worry about. We have to just run some tests to check if the little one is fine”, he paused and we all looked at him with wide eyes. WHAT LITTLE ONE? I, Elijah, and my mom stared at each other with the same confused look on our faces. “What little one?”, I asked and what came next was something I would’ve never expected to hear now. “Uh… the baby in her stomach. Don’t you know about that, Mr. Shane?” he said and I couldn’t believe what my ears just heard. What… She is pregnant? Kelsea is pregnant…?

Kelsea’s POV ~

Ahh!! I felt a ray of sunlight hit my face and I felt a little struggle inside to get up from the comfy bed I was lying in. I slowly opened my eyes, yawning in tiredness. But the surroundings scared the crap out of me. Where the hell am I? This is definitely not my room… where am I? And then, I recalled what the f*** happened yesterday night… Sh**!! I remembered how Shane shot him mercilessly. And the thought of it wrapped my body in fear. Everyone was indeed true about him, he is a killer… When I just sat back on the bed wondering, where am I, I noticed my dress. F***!!! What am I wearing? I found myself wearing a set of velvet pjs which felt like heaven. Wait, who changed me? “God, where am I?”, I stood up with my trembling looks as I was really scared to death now. I looked around the room to find something, when I noticed a large portrait of Shane, hanging on the wall. Shane? SH**! I’m in his room… “Hi, baby girl!”, I turned in the direction of the voice and my eyes widened in shock… “You…”