Taming A Billionaire

Chapter 224 - Two Hundred And Twenty-four: Take Responsibility

Chapter 224 - Two Hundred And Twenty-four: Take Responsibility

The third point of view

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," Emily in the guise of apologizing as Ahmed wiped himself, slipped a substance into his drink and hers.

Then she picked a tablecloth and wanted to aid him in the cleaning which he turned down politely.

"No, I'm good," He put up his hand. Fortunately, it was not an oily dish so he was saved from soiling his shirt.

"I'm so so sorry, I just wanted to-"

"Don't worry, it's alright," Ahmed promised her. A waiter came over and helped with the mess while he reordered.

Emily glanced uneasily over her shoulder, scanning to see if anyone had seen her slip anything into his drink and was giving her odd looks or thinking of calling the police.

But so far, no one was staring her way, everyone was minding their businesses- to her relief. Though she was fast and swift, there was no assurance one hadn't seen her.

Frequenting the club had taught Emily one or two tricks such as that. At the club, she had to be careful about what she ate or drank since an unattended drink was a honeypot for desperate sick fuckers.

She had contemplated putting a roofie in his drink but Ahmed was smart. If he passed out and woke up with her in bed, he would begin to question her motive especially when she pins an unplanned pregnancy on him weeks later.

So she opted for an aphrodisiac from someone at the club who knows someone that knows someone that sold such stuff. It was far better than roofy due to the fact it reacted slowly yet powerfully; she just had to play her cards well.

"So aside from being a Governor and doing boring stuff at the office, what're your hobbies?" She struck up a conversation with him.

"My work is not boring once you get used to it," He laughed, bringing the glass of wine to his lips and took a sip.

Emily exhaled in relief when her date drank the wine, the first step of her plan has been achieved. She took her own drugged wine and drank out of it too.

One might ask why she drugged hers too? If she was going to sleep with him tonight, she might as well do it under the influence of a drug and not while clear-headed.

"Really?" She asked.

"It can be strenuous at times- I'm not going to lie- but I love what I'm doing which is all that matters. Besides, with my power, I help people and make the world a safer place to live," he explained with the glow of someone who enjoyed his occupation.

Why Emily, why are you doing this to an innocent person? Guilt began to gnaw at her heart and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"Well," Ahmed continued, oblivious to the mental war going on in Emily's heart," I enjoy hiking with friends, reading in my spare time, playing golf, and ...are you alright?"? He finally noticed her fidgeting in her seat.

Tears flowed from Emily's eyes,

"I'm sorry but I can't do this any longer," her hands flew to her mouth and she rose to her feet, running out of the restaurant.

"Emily?" Ahmed was stunned for a while, what had he done? Did he say anything wrong?

"Emily!" He chased after Emily and caught her trying to flag a cab down.

"Seriously, Emily!" He grabbed and turned her around to him,

"Talk to me, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"No, you're going to hate me after discovering what I did to you" Emily cried out, refusing to meet his gaze.

"You know what? We'd discuss this at my place," he decided without her opinion.

Emily wanted to refuse but Ahmed grabbed her wrist amidst her struggles, dragging her to his car.

Throughout the ride, Emily didn't say a word instead she kept sobbing quietly while staring out the window.

Ahmed let her be but the veins in his head throbbed, not to mention that he was feeling strangely hot. Why wasn't the air conditioner working?

Everything was a blur, all Emily could remember was them reaching his place which was heavily guarded, and then to his own room which he felt was more private than the living room.

"Alright, nobody can eavesdrop on our discussion, the walls are soundproof, and it's just you and me. So feel free to tell me what's going on with you Emily," Ahmed told her, removing the tie from his neck.

He was contemplating stripping completely since the heat was making it unbearable for him to stay with his clothing but he had a guest over so had to be on his best behavior.

"We should cancel this marriage arrangement, it's no longer going to happen anyway," Emily said with raw emotion.

Ahmed ran his hand through his hair," You're making everything hard to understand, Emily"

"I spiked your drink "she confessed.

"What?" He was dumbfounded.

"I drugged you, so I could sleep with you," Emily added details.

"That is what I can't understand, Emily. Why would you drug me when you could have just asked to sleep with me if you were that horny -not that I'm judging you by the way- but I'm officially your fiance now" he questioned, gesturing with his hands and all.

"Because I'm pregnant," Emily ultimately disclosed the truth, her tears falling harder.

Great, she ruined it! She was supposed to hold on and go through with the plans tonight. Yet here she was, spilling her guts outs already.

Honestly, Emily had expected Ahmed would order her out of his house with blazing anger having realized her plan. But to her surprise, he calmly asked, "What happened?"

Emily began narrating the whole events amid the choking tears, without leaving a stone unturned. By the time she was through, Ahmed had gone still with bewilderment.

"I'm leaving cause I feel so embarrassed right now. I almost did such an abominable thing to a good man like you,"

Emily was hurting badly. She was close to doing something against her principle so she could survive.? How would she feel if someone had done the same to her?

She picked her purse, preparing to

walk out of the door when Ahmed said

"I'll take responsibility,"

"What?" Emily felt she heard wrong.

"Let me be the father to the baby," he insisted.

Emily's brows furrowed, he must be joking right? Why would a rich, handsome perfect guy want to be the father to a child that isn't his?

"Why would you do such a thing for me?" She became unsure of his intention.