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."

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

Anastasia could have gone for 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 she finished. "Do you even

reason, she found herself humming. thinking of an answer, luckily, Ashley's voice from the other end

her question, "Let's talk more when you've dropped the laid off." She assured. "Oh, and make sure to give a

but once I get back, you and I, were going to seat down, face to face, and discuss this." Her stern tone had Anastasia nodding, but deep down, she knew that Leonica was most definitely going to get side tracked

school matter, or even recent development in her love life and if none of that worked, then she could just easily call Cassandra and put in a few

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

up to her, giving her a gentle tap o the shoulder. "Anastasia? Looking over her shoulder, she offered the locksmith a

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

She pointed towards the entrance, playful smile on her lips to let the locksmith know she was teasing him, even

around, Anastasia." He said as he

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

bar, before she slumped onto the couch, pulling her feet up. She let out a sigh, staring up at the

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 lie she has ever had to repeat over and

was a handsome man with bright qualities that had been dimmed by his reputation as Oslo's mumber one playboy Billionaire, but that aside, he was an alright man. Well, that and the fact that he was friends with Gabriel. But even

that was the key word. But right now, they couldn't even be considered fuck

someone knocking at her door. She stood up and lazily dragged her

asked as she swung the door

Blood drained from her face and as quickly as she had opened the door, she tried slamming it, but Derek caught it

hell are you doing here?" she asked as she backed away, only for

me, then I'd have no choice than

couch, causing her to stumble and fall backwards, and with the fear and panic, she didn't have time to think before her reflexes kicked

All s sound, movement, and sense of touch had left her. All except for

It was

at the man standing above her, a

sighed. "You've always been a feisty one and God, how i hated

word, he charged at her, managing to pin her hand down.

i don't want to talk to you? See you, even?" She spat and watched

thought, hoping that

be quickly covered her mouth before she could scream for help. "Don't cut our discussion short, Ana." He said and

with reasoning, kicked off the vase on her coffee table. The

her.

and Anastasia took the opportunity to kick him and

heartbeat, she pulled the door

the moment his eyes landed on the figure behind her, he understood the entire

He said and watched as Derek's face

but the rest of Lloyd's words had him