Naughty Ceo’s Secret
Chapter 112

"I can't believe that Kenzo won't let you leave," Kendra complained.

"I can't believe you're listening to him," Marc added.

"I'm being stalked, he's just worried. Aren't the two of you?" I asked.

"I mean, yeah actually." Kendra said. "It's kind of crazy, but what could happen with the two of us around?" She asked.

"Yeah I know." I said." Kenzo is just very protective."

"I still can't believe you're listening to him," Marc said.

I gave him a bored look.

"At least he said we could use his card to order anything we want, right?' Kendra said happily.

"Let's order room service," Marc said.

Kendra and I turned to give him an incredulous look.

"This isn't a hotel," Kendra stated.

Marc shrugged.

"It feels like one," he said.

I looked around as Kendra and Marc started to bicker. I knew this place seemed hollow. Void of any.. homeyness. I wonder if Kenzo would let me add a few things. He did say that I could go through my stuff in storage and bring anything here.

A slow smile spread across my face as I thought about hanging up my favourite elephant tapestry. I can put the candles I make all around. I do miss my thick lilac colored bathrug too. This place would really be.. ours. Something I share with Kenzo.

I don't ever remember being this happy to live with someone. Brad was the only boyfriend I had ever lived with. I was kind of talked into moving in with him too. I'm not sure I even wanted to.

I guess that I didn't get much of a choice in this situation either. Kenzo wasn't taking no for an answer. But it's different than with Brad.

Kenzo wasn't demanding I live with him to control me. He just wanted me to be safe. Although, I have a sneaking suspicion that Kenzo wanted this even before he found out I was being stalked.

I mean, why else would he make sure I have everything I could ever need here?

"What are you so smiley about?" Kendra asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Nothing." I said, shaking my head.

The smile just will not fall off my lips.

I couldn't imagine going through all of this without Kenzo. This is all so stressful, but Kenzo makes me feel calm. He makes me feel like I can handle anything. And he never fails to remind me that I'm strong. That I have support. And he gives me the space I need to make my own decisions.

How did I get so lucky?

"So, when are you going to put the ring on?" Kendra asked.

I looked up to see her and Marc mixing drinks. Neither of them seemed bothered by her question. Why should they at this point?

"I don't know." I said softly. "I'm still.. It still.."

What am I even trying to say? What is holding me back exactly? At this point, I shouldn't be scared of anything, and I don't think that I am.

I sighed.

"I still feel like it's too soon. I want to do it. To jump head first. I just.. What if he changes his mind or something?" I asked.

Kendra put her hand on top of mine and gave me a smile.

"Then we will be here to help you pick up the pieces," she said.

"Yeah Op, your life is different now for several reasons. But you always have us for support," Marc added.

"Plus, I doubt Kenzo will ever do that." Kendra said, snorting.

"What makes you so sure?" I asked.

Marc laughed loudly.

"Please, that man is completely in love with you. Head over heels," he said.

"I

I agree," Kendra said. "Besides, Nikki and Sasha may have told us some things about Kenzo that night you guys left the bar. Things that make us kinda feel like you really are something special to him." She added. I gave them a confused look.

"What things?" I asked.

"Well," Kendra said.

"They told us that Kenzo had never had a girlfriend or shown any interest in a girl before," Marc said. "Of course, we didn't believe them. He's like 30. Never had a girlfriend? Yeah right."

"But then they told us more and more," Kendra said. "Like how they had tried to set Kenzo up lowkey before at some fancy annual party. Apparently, Kenzo didn't pay her any attention at all. Nikki said they even tried to hook him up with a man because they thought maybe he was gay. That was a no go either." She said.

I had to laugh at that. Kenzo just never mixed work with pleasure. Not with his Dom, Pet Store lifestyle. It was a mere accident that we had met and things worked out the way they did.

Accident, right? Not.. like meant to be? Or, like, fate, or anything? Right?

"They told us that they had never even seen Kenzo smile until you, and had a mini-bet between the two of them on how long it would take for him to propose. Sasha won." Kendra said, laughing. "Apparently, Nikki thought it was going to happen at the hot springs. Considering he demanded that the two of you share a room. Secluded from everyone else. And he asked for the first night in the hot springs to be set up for just the two of you."

My jaw dropped. Kenzo really did all of that? Just for us to enjoy a trip?

"I don't know why you are still holding back Op. You never have before." Marc said.

"And look how well that's worked out for me," I said.

"Kenzo is different though," Marc argued. "He isn't Brad, or any of the other douchebags you've dated. He very clearly cares about you. I haven't seen anyone take care of you the way he has." He told me.

I had to think about what they said for a moment. I know they both make good points. I shouldn't have been scared. Kenzo loves me, and I love him. I trust him. With my life. I.. want a life with him. I want to get married and have kids. I want to keep working with him. I want to support him, and make him happy the way he makes me happy.

"So, will you be my maid of honor then?" I asked Marc.

Marc chuckled as Kendra scoffed.

"You'd trust this goon over me?!" She screeched.

"You guys can be co-maids of honor." I teased.

Kendra rolled her eyes at me.

"Does that mean you're saying yes?" Marc asked.

I bit my lip as I nodded.

"Yeah. I think I am." I admitted.

"Well, go get the ring!" Kendra said.

I got up from the stool, and walked back to our bedroom. Kendra followed behind me, begging to see my closet. I took her inside, and grabbed the ring box. I opened it and looked at the ring for a moment.

As soon as I put this on, that's it. There is no going back. I really don't want to go back. Not to a life without Kenzo and all of the love he brings me.

I pulled the ring out and slipped it on my finger. I can't wait to see Kenzo later. He's going to be so happy.

Suddenly, a wave of naesua hit me. Hard and fast. I covered my mouth with my hand and rushed to the bathroom. I barely made it to the toilet before I threw my guts up.

"Whoa, Opal, are you alright?" Kendra asked.

I felt Kendra come up behind me. She pulled my hair back and rubbed my back. Finally, I stopped vomiting. I leaned back and looked up at her.

"I'm okay. I think," I said as I plopped down on my b**t.

Kendra gave me a worried look.

"Are you sure?" She asked.

I nodded as I stood up to brush my teeth.

"Opal.. uhm.. not to be like, TMI or anything, but have you.. gotten your period yet?" Kendra asked.

I froze with the toothbrush in my mouth.

Oh my god.

No.

I haven't.

My eyes connected with Kendra's in the mirror. With everything going on lately, I haven't even thought about my period. I thought that everything that was going on with me was due to stress. Am I... pregnant? "Come on, let's go get you a test." Kendra said.

"But.. I'm not supposed to leave." I said, dazed.

"This is an emergency Opal."

"I can't believe you're pregnant," Marc said.

"I haven't taken the tests yet." I complained.

"Well, we got the tests. Do you want to take them here?" Kendra asked, ignoring Marc.

We're at our favourite bar around the corner. In the parking lot in Marc's car. It took me a while to pick out a test. I ended up buying three different ones. Then I chugged a bottle of water so I could pee, and we've been waiting here ever since. What if this test is positive? How will Kenzo react? Will he be upset with me? Call of the marriage? Kick me out?

"You're overthinking things," Kendra sang out.

"How would you know?" I bit back.

"Because you've been staring at the tests in your hands for 30 minutes, Opal," Marc said.

"Let's just go inside and take them." Kendra offered.

Kendra opened the door, and gently pulled me out. We walked into the bar. Marc found a small booth while Kendra and I went to the bathroom. I walked into a stall, and stared at the directions.

"Are you taking all of them? We only got the ones you can just pee on, right?" Kendra asked from outside my stall.

"Uh huh." I replied.

"Just.. take a deep breath Op. It'll be fine. Kenzo will be thrilled to have a little you running around." She said.

I swallowed the lump in my throat. Kendra is right. Regardless of what these say, Kenzo will love me. I have to remain positive.

I took the tests, and walked out of the bathroom stall. I set all three tests on the counter, and waited. The longest three minutes of my life.

"Sh.it, Daddy is calling me. Will you be okay if I step outside for a minute? I'll be right back." Kendra said,

"Go on." I said, waving her off.

Kendra hurriedly left. I looked at myself in the mirror. God, I hope Kenzo is okay with whatever these results are.

My phone started to go off. I turned the timer off, and looked at the door. I'm too scared to look myself, but Kendra isn't back yet.

I took a deep breath before looking down at the three different tests. All of them say the same thing. The same results across the board. I guess it's settled..

I'm pregnant.

Many emotions hit me all at once. I'm not sure how to process so many feelings. I need Kenzo. I need Kendra and Marc to take me home. Then I can beg Kenzo to come back.

I tossed all the tests in the garbage except one that I shoved in my purse. Then I rushed out the door. Right into the hard body of someone. I stumbled back a little.

"Sorry." I mumbled as I rubbed my head.

Then my eyes connected with the last person I thought I would replace. My blood ran cold, and my heart rate increased. How.. How did he replace me?

"Remember me little bi.tch?"

The guy that followed me home from the club.

How..?

Before I could scream, the man held up a knife to my gut.

"We are going to walk out the back quietly. Got it?" He seethed.

I nodded frantically.

"Opal?" Kendra asked.

Before I could turn to my friend, the man grabbed my arm. He held the knife up to my neck as he pushed me. I dropped my purse and phone as he dragged me through the kitchen, and out the back door. The man threw me into a waiting car, and got in with me. "Thought you escaped me, didn't you?" The man chuckled. "Now we really get to have some fun."