After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

with a sigh, Lloyd stood up from the bed, deciding that first he would take a bath, and then try figuring out the rest of his day. But a note on his lamp side caught his attention. He reached for it, reading the neatly scribbled words. 'Thanks for letting me crash the night. I'll see you around.'

The letter read. Lloyd had read it once again for good measures, before he crumpled and threw it to the side, shaking his head as he chuckled. "You're a mystery, Johansson"

And for the first time in his life, Lloyd he liked that. A woman who wasn't so easy to read. A new challenge, he would have called it, but some reason, he knew Anastasia was going to be far more than that.

Locating his phone, he called a private investigator friend of his. As the phone rang, Lloyd tapped his foot impatiently. Only did he stop after the line had been answered. "Lloyd, what's up?"

"Andrew, hey, I uh, need a favor from you."

"Go on.

"I need you to run a background check on Anastasia Johansson for me, but I don't need her details. I just ne

ex fiancé. Get me his current location and movement and any other detail that might be helpful."

There was a brief pause on the other line and then, his friend, Andrew, spoke.

"Lloyd, is everything alright?

"Yeah, yeah. Nothing to worry about. Just, help me out, would ya?

need you to find someone, her

on as I can, and you'd

"Okay, sure." Andrew answered and Lloyd sighed in relief, thanking his friend. "So, I'll get you his details as soon as I can, have to tell me why you want this, okay?"

"Of course. Thanks again, man." With that, he ended the call and threw his phone onto the bed

He didn't know why, but something told him that Anastasia's safety wasn't entirely in the clear, especially after she had told him the story of her ex and what happened. It wasn't just her safety, but her peace of mind too,

And for some reason, Lloyd felt like that was the least he could do for her, as her friend, of course

But the more he thought of that, the more the words tasted bitter on his tongue

'Friend."

Yeah right, and the Pope was Jewish.

"You did what?" Leonica screeched into the phone from the other end. Anastasia had to pull the phone away from her ear, coupled with the sound of the locksmith doing his work on her door from behind, she felt like both sounds might make her go deaf. "Chill out Leonica." She began, catching her reflection across a mirror and grimacing at the numerous amounts of hickeys she saw on her neck. "You fucked Gabriel, didn't you?"

"That's different!" The other female exclaimed and Anastasia had a feeling that if she had been there, Leonica would have been waving her arms in the air, all dramatic and what not. "And he's Gabriel's friend. What happened to friends of the same feather flock together? Anastasia shrugged. "Maybe he's different."

a playboy, worse than Gabriel. Couldn't you have gone for Christian?" Leonica paused and then corrected

any one, and how personally, she wouldn't advice she go for someone within Gabriel's friend group. Anastasia chewed on a protein bar as she listened, waiting until the moment

a tough one, shouldn't have been, but for some reason, she found herself humming. thinking of an answer, luckily, Ashley's voice from the

kid," Anastasia teased, chuckling as Leonica scolded her for avoiding her question, "Let's talk more when you've dropped the laid off." She assured. "Oh, and make sure to

but once I get back, you and I, were going to seat down, face to face,

none

giving a solid answer, because she knew that answer wasn't going to be for

She agreed, fingers crossed behind her back, and bade her best friend goodbye, after which she ended the call. Immediately she ended the call, Larry walked up to

and handed her a bunch of new locks. "The best I could do in such short notice." As she collected it, he gave her

The door's that way." She pointed towards the entrance, playful smile on her lips to let the locksmith know she was teasing him,

said as he turned around and walked towards

behind. "Drive safely, Larry "She said as she watched him drive off and then locked the

onto the couch, pulling her feet up. She let out a sigh, staring up at the ceiling, her thoughts running wild as she recalled

moment she answered that question, she'd have to get all serious with Lloyd and serious wasn't something she wanted. As a matter of fact, she didn't want anything with him, or at least that's what she's been telling herself and best believe it when she says that is one of the toughest

but that aside, he was an alright man. Well, that and the fact that he was friends with Gabriel. But even that could be over looked and

word. But right now,

from the sour thought by the sound of someone knocking at her door. She stood up and lazily dragged her leg towards

the door open, smile playing at

saw standing there wasn't Larry, but Derek. Blood drained from her face and as quickly as

she backed away,

told you Ana, if you won't answer me, then I'd have no choice than to come to

time to think before her reflexes kicked in, and

sense of touch had left her. All

silent. It was like being

at the man standing above

his inner cheek and sighed. "You've always been a feisty one and

pin her

to you? See you, even?" She spat and watched as his eyes darkened, but then her attention was drawn

She thought, hoping that

reading her mind, be quickly covered her mouth before she could scream for help. "Don't cut

Instead of struggling pointlessly, she calmed down despite the fear and with reasoning, kicked off

her.

and Anastasia took the opportunity to

pulled the door open and came face to

behind her, he understood the entire situation. Quickly, he pushed

and watched as

but the rest