Loving Him
CHAPTER 1
Off and on, there comes a time in everyone’s lives that tells them exactly what they want to do and where they want to do it. However in the case of Nikita Gill, she had no basic idea about where she was going or how she was going to get there.
One day she was just your average Indian girl with good looks that earned her compliments and the next day she was on her way to Hollywood, the land of dreams.
However, even now as she sat in her stretch limousine she wondered how on earth she had made it this far without any support whatsoever from anyone.
She had walked out of home when she was sixteen because she had been pregnant and everyone knew what happened to a girl who got pregnant before marriage in India. She was either disowned by her parents.
And really her pregnancy wasn’t her fault.
She had been raped.
But then again, that would mean that she had asked for it and thus she had been disowned.
She looked out of the window at the horrendous LA traffic and sighed. God, this way it reminded her of Delhi. The traffic, the foul words being thrown at each other…
She closed her eyes and settled into the leather seats of the car.
And hoped against hope that it wouldn’t be another nightmare about the home she was trying to learn to forget.
“You’re WHAT?”
She looked down at the floor eyeing the spot on the ground. Her father had every right to scream at her. She had not only disobeyed him she had gone and done the unthinkable.
But at least she had not done it on purpose.
She had been forced to lose her soul to a man she didn’t know nor did she want him. Her parents had been angry enough with her for getting raped.
But now…she was pregnant with her kidnapper’s child.
Her tears slid to the floor, her pain increasing in her abdomen as she felt the child within her cry too. It was only her child. Only hers. And she wasn’t going to kill it.
Her father slapped her hard across her face.
Blood started coming down from her lips. Her mouth ached from bruises and her entire body was still healing from the scars of her nightmare. Her light brown skin had a mix of faint mottled greens and blues that were almost gone now, only to be renewed by her father’s anger.
As her father’s hands punched her to the ground, she cowered to protect the baby in her womb. Her mother tried to protect her but with no avail. She was after all, an Indian woman, and a woman always follows what her man has ordered her to follow in India. Until death.
“Get out of this house! And don’t you ever show your face here again!”
They left her there, her mother stood over her, a trace of pity on her face before letting her daughter go forever.
She lay in a ball on the ground, thankful that they hadn’t permanently broken her. Thankful that she was finally out of the wretched household. Thankful that she didn’t have to call anyone Mama and Papa anymore.
Thankful that her baby was still within her…
Until she felt pain in her lower abdomen…The pain, oh God, it was excruciating…She
needed to get herself to the hospital...
Oh God…
“Miss Gill! Miss Gill wake up!”
She awoke in a pool of her own sweat. Her eyes suddenly looked up to see her chauffer and her maid hovering over her anxiously.
“Are you all right, Miss?”
She got out of the leather seats and adjusted her sweaty tank top.
“Yeah” she smiled brightly at them, causing them to look more relieved. “I’m absolutely fine! I’m great in fact. Just a bad dream.”
She turned to her chauffer “Jacobs, why don’t you take the rest of the day off? I don’t think I need to go anywhere now. And oh yes, before I forget…”
She reached into her purse and pulled out a small stuffed teddy bear with lusciously soft white fur and handed it to him smiling “Give this to your son. Tell him that next time I’ll get him a bigger one.”
Jacobs blushed and took the toy. He was the sole provider for his child and his employer usually only called him when he was required, which extraordinarily was when his son was in day care.
“Miss, you’re too kind. Thank you.”
She smiled at him again, before walking into the cool air of her villa. Her maid followed her up knowing exactly what her employer was going to ask her.
“How is Shiva doing, Mrs. Summers?”
Mrs. Anne Summers looked at the heartbreaking concern on this young eighteen year old child’ face for her son. She was such a young child herself. It just wasn’t fair.
“He’s absolutely fine.”
She saw her breathe in a sigh of absolute relief.
Anne was a confidant. Without Anne, Nikita knew that she would have lost her head. Between hiding the fact that she had a child and putting foreword a virginal image for the media was bad enough.
But also pretending was that she was just a carefree person, having the time of her life was even worse.
All she had ever wanted was a good life for her baby…
She walked into her bedroom where the cot had been placed and looked at her beautiful son who was now growing up into a gorgeous young man. He didn’t look anything like…she shut her eyes and tried to shut out the memories with it.
Shiva saw his mothers face and the one year old raised his fist to grab her fingers.
She smiled and lifted her baby out of his little crib.
She walked to the dark windows of her balcony and watched the sun go down as her son went back to sleep on her shoulder. Mrs. Anne Summers watched the girl and sighed resolutely. She had always thought the rich had a good life. She was very wrong.
“Mrs. Summers? I’ll take care of him now; you can go and visit your grand daughter, like you have been wanting to for the past few days.”
She smiled as she knew the lady was probably looking shocked. She hadn’t mentioned this to anyone, especially not her employer. The only person she told was…her grand daughter…
Nikita laughed. “Yes, Cindy told me. Go ahead and see her, Shiva and I will be just fine. I’m planning to stay home today. Amy and Natalie will probably come over for a few minutes and they think Shiva is my nephew who I’m looking after while my brothers on a business trip. Besides, I trust them, you know that.”
Anne smiled at her, thanked her and left the room.
Nikita really did think of everything and everyone around her.
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Chapter 2