Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view: 

Three months later... 

They all decided to meet once, choosing a suitable date where everyone would be chanced enough to meet and this time, Lisa was present. 

"Hey," Cecil called the famous actress who was dazzling as usual, "You're the only one in our group who hasn't gotten married. What are you still waiting for?" 

Ever since Cecil entered her ninth month, she became a grumbling old man. The doctor had given her the date for her conception and it was two weeks from now. 

At first, Emerald had refused to let her come to the gathering claiming it was too risky for her to move carelessly when her delivery time was around the corner, but she wouldn't hear of it. 

She had been trapped at home for a while now it was irritating. Emerald was a loving and caring husband and that he was concerned for her, but his overprotectiveness was getting on her nerves - and her pregnancy hormone wasn't helping matters either. She had Pedro under worse and unfavorable circumstances, yet he survived, how was this one any different? 

"You think I haven't tried?" Lisa sighed, "Unlike you lucky fellas, others might have to date all the men in the world before finding their chosen ones," She said, glugging down her drink.

Unlike the others, Lisa was the only one drinking in broad daylight; Cecil was close to delivery, she's forbidden to drink; Reina is having multiple pregnancy, drinking is out of the equation; Camille's is pregnant and thoroughly carefully, she would never drink; Emily was not pregnant but a queen of a kingdom, her image was very careful.

Lisa was the only one who didn't give a damn about her public image. Who said she doesn't have the right to drink in broad daylight just because she's a celebrity? Why were people, such huge hypocrites? They drink as well, why shouldn't she?

But then, even if the paparazzi caught her on camera, her public relations were there to clean up the whole mess. Although she doubted a single article would pop out with women of power in this restaurant. Talk about Emily's husband, the king, Niklaus, or even Eden. She knew they had people watching and keeping them safe.

"I feel like I'm cursed," She complained.

"No one from our group is cursed," Reina said, taking a huge bite from her salad. As expected of her condition, she put on some weight and her stomach was two times the size of Cecil's causing Lisa to shudder. 

How does she even move with that amount of weight? Does she even fit in the bathroom? Lisa could imagine the amount of back pain she gets every day. She couldn't even imagine it. Maybe, it's a good thing she's single. 

"Don't kill yourself over it," Emily finally spoke up, "Marriage is not a measure of success,"

"Yeah, tell that to our society," Camille snorted before gulping down a glass of water.

"Yes, you're right!" Lisa's eyes lit up as if she found inspiration," I shouldn't worry myself over that. Moreover, in my line of work, they view you as old when you get married unless you're as famous as me," She was smug.

"Your point exactly?" Cecil was ready to bite someone's head off.

Reina tactically said to Lisa in a whisper, "Just suck up to her, she's been on edge these past few days. Her mood is a mess,"

Lisa wanted to disagree on that but changed her mind with the intensity of Cecil's gaze. Why was she even staring at her that way? She was not the one who impregnated her, why was Cecil transferring her aggression on her. 

"I should probably get married," Lisa agreed, at last, gulping down the lump in the throat. This just gave her more reasons never to get married. 

"Stop putting your standards so high and just find a decent man to settle down with?" Cecil claimed. 

"What do you mean for her not to put her standards so high? Are you telling her to accept any crappy man that comes along her way?" Camille was offended by that statement. 

"I never said that,"

"That's what you just implied,"

"She's an actress, I know their type, they always go for men of influence and power to give them a comfortable life," Cecil said.

"Ouch, Cecil, judging a person by their profession," Lisa was clearly hurt by her comment.

"Am I wrong? Tell me, if a man with nothing comes your way, would you accept him?" Cecil pressed.

"Now, Cecil, that's going too far. I get that you're pregnant and all and the baby is making you say mean things but judging Lisa that way was inappropriate," Reina scolded her. Pregnant or wrong, Cecil said wrongly and must apologize. 

"Moreover," Emily added to her words, "This is not the reason we gathered here today. This was supposed to be fun and all, not criticizing one another," 

"I'm sorry," Cecil apologized when she realized what she had done, "I didn't think about my words before speaking. Forgive me, please, Lisa?" she rubbed her palms together in a pleading motion. 

Lisa smiled at her, "Of course, you're forgiven. How can I hold grudges against you when you're carrying my pretty goddaughter in your womb. Moreover... " she exhaled, "You're right. I might have unconsciously set unreasonable high standards for the man that I want. Perhaps, that might really be the reason why I'm still single,"

"Yipee!" Emily was happy everyone was good to go once more, "Now, we can have some fun," 

"Yeah, that would be after I visit the restroom. I feel the need to poo," 

Camille chuckled, "You're so strange, who uses the word 'poo', you're not even a child," 

Cecil ignored her and stood up, feeling cold beneath. It couldn't be she pissed on herself, right. 

"Yo, Cecil, don't tell me you pissed on yourself," Emily pointed out the soonest Cecil turned her back to them. Her pant was wet. 

"Oh my God," it dawned on Reina, "That is not urine,"

They all gasped - Cecil included. 

"The baby's coming?!!!!" 

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