Chapter 28
Sejal jumped on her feet with the pitch Carl screamed at her. She carefully walked to him holding his arm to seek comfort that he was not ready to give.
Carl was almost about to hit the roof with his anger. "Brother please…." She requested with tearing eyes. "I do not know how it happened. I have no idea. I did not sleep with Phil…"
Carl jerked away her hand which was on his right arm. "What do you think I am, a fool to believe whatever you say? You tell me fairy tales and I will believe you?"
"Who the fuck did that, I want to know the name." He shouted with the sound reaching the sky pointing to her little protruding belly.
Sejal was shivering on her feet with the intensity of anger that oozed out of his aura. "Say it damn it, I will make him beg or bow to his feet to get you married." He snarled with his face turning red.
"I don't know. I said I do not know. How many times…." Before she could complete her sentence Sejal burst into another huge wail.
Carl was now like a fireball literally emitting fumes. He walked to her slowly, menacingly and turned her roughly to face him. "Which bar did you go to, that you went so drunk and do not remember even the name of the person who fucked you? What date was it? At least let me process through the in and out visitor's register."
Sejal was crying but the way he held her hand and turned her around to look at him, she was stunned.
His voice was low almost in a whisper that only she could hear but enough perilous for her to understand the vehemence behind his words.
She had never seen her brother so monstrous. He was seeing her like a slut and that hurt her to no end. "I told you, I did not go anywhere after I came to New York from London. You can ask mama when she comes back for proof. And I also know you brainwashed her against me going out with Phillip just because you have got your meaningless suspicions upon him." She threw her words upon him like dust in the air.
She has been staying in their parents' place for the past six months. Guilt washed upon Carl for his misbehavior. When she was telling him so firmly, he should have believed her. If she was going to clubs and getting drunk, mom would have surely opposed it. He would have got the information about her disorderly conduct already by now. If none of such things happened then Sejal was telling him the truth.
"I'm sorry princess, I got carried away by the moment of pressure.Tell me how long have you been?" He wiped away her tears, and hugged her before tipping her chin up to find his answer.
"I'm six weeks pregnant bro."
"Did you get it checked by the doctor?" She nodded, fidgeting with her fingers.
"There is nothing to feel ashamed of, princess. Do you want to get this child aborted?" Before Carl could complete his sentence, Sejal finished it. "I am stronger than that, bro. I want to have this baby. Why should a child suffer for the mistake of his parents?"
Carl was proud of Sejal. She was strong and decided to fight the circumstances instead of surrendering and giving away the life growing in her. He patted her cheek in encouragement. "That's my sister."
Then something struck in his mind. That girl in the hospital…she tried to convince the doctor of the same issue.
Damn! That wasn't a small unwelcoming incident of his life like he thought but a much bigger and grave situation that he was forced to solve now. How can a girl go pregnant without a man touching her?
Though he doesn't know things about the girl from the hospital, in his sister's case it was absolutely true. She hasn't been with Phillip or any other man for the last six months. "I believe you and I have a vague idea about this. Do not worry. I will handle this, princess. Just do not say anything about this to mom or dad. They will unnecessarily start worrying."
I will speak to Phillip about this. I know he will understand and accept this child with me because I know he truly loves me." Sejal informed him of her decision.
Carl snorted inwardly. He hardly has any positive feelings about the guy. However, if whatever his sister says comes out to be true, he will not hesitate to fall on his knees before Philip to convey his gratitude in accepting his sister with her child.
He was thankful to God, his sister did not lose hope with her life unlike the other girl that he saw. He found she was brave and determined to take over the challenges which would come up with the child.
That day he couldn't go home earlier like usual. Because he spent his office hours with his sister. Thereby he had to work till late night in the office.
It was ten past twelve by the time he reached home. He was feeling extremely tired. His coat was already gone hanging on his arm. He loosened his tie and sighed running his fingers in his thick black hair.
But no sooner he saw Sapphire sleeping with her head on the dining table, it felt like all his exhaustion had gone away. She was his peace and breath of fresh air. He abandoned his coat on one of the couches and walked to her brushing away the few strands falling on her face.
He could smell the fresh aroma of Chinese noodles along with fruit pie custard. Opening the lids he found the food untouched. She was sleeping there hungry and waiting for him. His heart leapt for her with pouring love. "Claire?"
"You are home?" She asked delightedly, got up from the chair and hugged him.
Carl ran his fingers on her long chestnut hair feeling its softness through the length. He bent his head and inhaled her scent. She was his home. No matter how stressful the work happens to be, he is at peace once he reaches home because she will be there, waiting for him in the house, a medicine to eradicate all his stress.
Carl might thank his lucky stars that God had obliged him with a second chance to be happy. He thought his life ended with Stephanie and he was leading a dead man's life drinking to the oblivion to numb his pain until Claire arrived into his life like a Christmas star.
"Why didn't you have dinner, love? You shouldn't have waited so long." He tipped her head up, holding her chin between his thumb and fingers and pecked her lips.
"I was waiting for you." Sapphire scrunched her nose smelling his shirt.
Carl rolled his eyes and called before she would come up to dangerous conclusions. "Please do not start up with your attempt of running away. I went to my sister. She is in trouble. If you want you can call her tomorrow to find out the truth. I am forwarding you her number."
Sapphire pulled her lips to the side and in a scowl. "It is okay I believe you and stop seeing me like some jealous brat. No woman would like to share her boyf…." She abruptly stopped.
Carl played with his brows going curious. "No woman would like to share her…what? I did not hear you."
"I think you should be hungry. It is past twelve now. Why don't you go, shower and in the meantime, I will arrange plates here?" Sapphire tried to change the conversation but Carl was not stupid unable to understand her. She was extremely reticent even to say the word 'boyfriend'.
Carl felt proud of himself. He was extremely lucky to capture such an innocent flower in today's era where girls have left every bit of their dignity in sleeping around, drinking and doing drugs. He had not seen Claire anytime dressed in revealing clothes. She was often in vintage dresses or in nightwear covered from top to toe.
A man always ropes interest to find out what is inside a woman who is fully covered. What is there to explore in a lady who has nothing to hide in her body? He had been with a lot of women since he attained his puberty but the sexual attraction he experienced for Sapphiredressed in old fashioned classic clothes was not felt for any female other than Stephanie.
After having dinner Sapphire went to bed and Carljoined her after half an hour completing some important office work. But the problem of Sejal was still hitting him at the back of his head.
Before coming home, he had already called Elliot and asked him to investigate the issue.
The bed beside Sapphire dipped and Carl slipped into the covers with her, his hand around her waist like usual. He needed her. His mind was in chaos.
On one side was work pressure and on the other side was a novel problem of his sister which startled him with the fact, how can a woman turn pregnant without a man touching her.
Though she was closing her eyes, Sapphire could not sleep. Of late she got accustomed to Carl beside her and until he rests adjacently, her body doesn't welcome sleep.
His heartbeat could be heard steadily on her back. Dipping his head, he kissed her neck and there went a sweet titillation pulling her to a zealous volcano. Her pulse hastened with carnality searing her cells.
Carl knew Sapphire was not sleeping. His hand slightly brushed up to the swelling of her breast and her heartbeat turned erratic.
"Claire, I need you right now." He breathed hot into her ear, setting her complete stance on fire. His fingers were tenuously fondling her melons under the sheets. Heat pooled in her nether regions with his sporadic caresses on her womanly folds.
His cologne enveloped in the air and hands on her body, Sapphire was not able to think anything straight. She could clearly feel his hard on against her. It was clear he was aroused as much as she was to him. He was right, he needed her.
His hand went to her globe and squeezed it. A shrill moan went out of Sapphire sparked by his twiddles. He did not stop what he was doing. On the contrary started rubbing his erection against her ass.
Suddenly his hand went to her back and released the hook of her bra freeing her breasts from the constraints. He was now getting a facile entry to her bosom. His thumb brushed her tits and simultaneously kneaded her breasts.
Carl would put her to death. He would ruin her career and her life to nothingness, making her fall deep into the oasis of his love. She was seeing it clearly as her future.
He swiftly turned her around and attached his lips to hers. The kiss was fierce, dominant and at the same time passionate, full of desire. Sapphire felt carried to a new world of Zion as his tongue traveled her mouth like crazy nomad bringing her to an unquenchable sexual excitement.
Sapphire's hands reached his hair pulling it as he kissed her deeper and stronger with rule and control. Moans drizzled in the room like a never ending rain.
He was igniting the lust in every sleeping nerve of her body and doubts now how he spent six months without touching her when they were under the same roof.
Rasping on his breath he ran open mouth kisses passing through her jawline and reaching her neck. He nipped and sucked there continuously, planting hickeys one after the other. It was stinging but sweet on her throat.
The caress of his masculinity on her feminism hovering over her brought chills of amour in her.
"I marked you mine. Now no man will dare to see you the way I see. YOU ARE THE UNDEFILED QUEEN OF MAFIA." He rasped and kissed her again in ferocity, passion and undying love.
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