Pregnant For My Ex's Dad

Aria's smile was particularly unusual this evening, and she was extra nice to the customer; she also received more tips than usual.

Bella, her co-worker, nudged her softly and raised a brow to ask why she was happy.

Aria had a bright smile on her face, and her cheeks turned red. "Today is Marco's and my fifth dating anniversary, and guess what I'm going to give the whole of me to him tonight?"

Bella exclaimed with a teasing smile. "Wow, congratulations on your dating anniversary, Ms. Virgin at twenty-five. Today is Marco's lucky day. After five years, he's finally going to see the color of your pants."

Aria quickly covered Bella's mouth with her hand, and she eventually fanned herself as her cheeks were burning bright red. "Why are you shouting?"

"Hey, blondie, gotta be needing two cups of dirty whiskey."

Aria sighed dramatically. That's the problem that comes with her work.

Blondie is the most decent name she's ever been called since the week, and what she hated the most about this work is the assault and harassment that comes with it.

They all have a mindset that everyone working in this line of business is a slut, and to them, they are just doing her a favor by noticing her.

But Aria has been a no-nonsense girl; she's very beautiful. Striking blue eyes, blonde hair, C-cup breasts, fair skin, red lips, and a round butt that often raised her short skirt.

Men go mad over her, and even the manager of the bar has wooed her, but Aria has only one man in her life who she's extremely infatuated with, and that's her boyfriend, Marco.

Her Marco is everything to her, and they've been together since high school.

Aria kept her phone close to her in her pocket so that she could quickly answer the phone when Marco called because he had promised her an amazing date tonight in her favorite restaurant.

Aria quickly gathered her mind together, and she went to give the drink to the table that asked for it.

"Hey, blondie, you're sexy. What do you say we make it out of here together?" A drunk-looking guy spoke with a slurred voice.

Aria put on her fake tight-lipped signature smile. "No, I think I'll pass."

"Then it's your loss, girl!"

Before Aria could answer the guy, her phone rang in her pocket, so she quickly excused herself to a secluded corner of the club.

A smile appeared on her face as she glanced at the caller ID.

She took a deep breath and cleared her throat before she answered the call. "Hi Marco!"

Instead of the cheerful voice that always makes Aria's day, Aria was met with a quiet one, then followed by a cough.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Aria. I couldn't make it to our anniversary. I'm down with a fever. I'm really sorry. I'll take you out as promised when I'm okay."

Aria's face quickly turned to one of disappointment, but she still mustered a smile. "You don't need to apologize. Your health comes first."

The call was quickly disconnected at the other end.

Aria frowned. He had never hung up the call on her; he must be very sick.

A thought crossed Aria's mind, and she nodded happily. He really needed her at the moment.

He's leaving all alone, and he's extremely. Why doesn't she go to him to take care of him?

It'll be her shift in thirty minutes, and she'll be an irresponsible girlfriend to leave her sick boyfriend all alone.

She quickly turned towards Bella, who was at the counter collecting the drink from the bartender.

"Bella, please can you help me to take over my shift. I promise to help you when it's your turn." Aria's voice was filled with worry and urgency, making Bella turn back to look at her.

"What's the matter, Aria? Why do you look so worried?"

"Marco is sick, and I want to go and take care of him."

Bella patted Aria's shoulder in a friendly and comforting manner. Aria was supposed to celebrate her anniversary with her boyfriend and have a lovely night together, but now he is sick.

"Yes, you should go, Aria. Don't worry. I'll be right here."

Aria took her bag from the counter, and she draped it over her arms, quickly, while waving at Bella. "Thanks, bells, I owe you one."

She quickly boarded a cab to her apartment, and she went to prepare soup for him.

She packed the soup and boarded a cab back to Marco's apartment.

On getting to the front of his apartment, she got down from the cab and paid the fare.

As she got to Marco's apartment, she saw that the door wasn't shut properly; in fact, it was ajar.

She frowned, wondering why he hadn't closed his door, but he wasn't the one who wouldn't shut his door properly.

Aria shrugged, thinking that he probably thought it was stressful due to his illness.

As she opened the door, a strange and loud sound was what welcomed her. She frowned, wondering what was going on.

But as she stepped into the house and slowly moved towards the sound, the sound became clearer.

It was the groan of a man and the moan of a woman; the woman was shouting for the man to go harder on her.

Aria's head quickly became light, and her heart thumped loudly in her chest as her palm started to sweat.

She just hopes it's not what she's thinking.

She let out a deep breath, one she hadn't realized she was holding, and tried to stop thinking about the bad.

"It's nothing, Marco must be inside watching adult movies. That's it." She let out a smile, but it was an ugly one.

As she moved closer to the sound, it led her to Marco's dining room, where Marco had a lady pressed to the table, pummeling her from behind with great force, their groans and moans filled the room.

The flask that contained the soup she was holding fell down to the floor in shock, and her eyes widened.