The Billionaire’s Hidden Heiress

Dawn POV

I couldn't bear to leave him. Even after everything I had gone through, the thought of walking away from lan, made me feel sick to my stomach. All it had taken was to look into those dark charcoal eyes of his and I'd been lost, helpless to deny my feelings for him. He was the best man I had ever met and if I walked away, I would never find anybody else that made my heart skip a beat or race like he did. This was the love that very few ever found in their lives. As the doctor stood there, hesitant, I glanced at lan whose face was inscrutable, wondering what my blood test could have revealed. As far as I knew, I was clean and there was nothing genetic or dangerous. But the doctor was alluding to something serious and I swallowed hard, forcing myself to ask the question hovering on my lips. "What exactly did my blood test reveal?" I asked quietly, feeling a tad apprehensive.

lan was listening intently, his eyes focused on the doctor, who looked nervous as she glanced between the two of us. "Well um," she said softly "Are you aware that you are pregnant Miss Evans?" she asked out of the blue.

I laughed "You must have made a mistake or something. There's no way I'm pregnant."

I hadn't felt any morning sickness and lan had been certain that he was infertile. The doctor looked surprised by my vehemence and then quietly shook her head.

"I'm afraid there's no mistake, the HCG levels were present in your blood," she said quietly "The fetus is a few weeks old." Silence. lan looked like he was on the verge of having an apoplexy. I struggled to comprehend. The only time I had unprotected s*x was.... realization dawned. Enjoy this chapter for free and stay updated with the latest version on Job_ni-b.c-om. Don't miss out, visit it now. That night with lan. That one perfect night when we had come together. I blushed. I hadn't thought it would result in pregnancy though. I frowned. Ian still looked like he was having trouble understanding.

"I um, how do we know the baby is okay?" I asked, thinking about all the injuries that had been inflicted on me, the trauma I had undergone.

There was every chance I had lost the baby. I could feel tears swimming in my eyes again. The doctor gave me an understanding smile as though reading my mind.

"We need to do an ultrasound. Can you pull up your shirt and lower your pants?" she asked, moving over to the machine. I lay down, while lan sat there, his expression inscrutable. I did as the doctor asked while she wheeled the ultrasound machine over. I didn't know whether to dare to hope or if it was best not to. She began to put gel on the probe. "It's cold" she apologized and then quickly placed it on my stomach as I stared at the monitor, lan's eyes slowly rising to do the

same.

We stared as the doctor moved the probe around, trying to locate the baby's heartbeat. I held my breath. For a moment it was like time was suspended.

Thump, thump, thump. The sound of a small regular heartbeat filled the room. I was in awe. A tear trailed down my cheek, even as a picture of the baby came up on the screen. It was no bigger than a peanut. I smiled shakily, feeling my chest tighten. "Your baby appears to be in good health, considering," the doctor said, removing the probe and wiping it down, before handing me a towel to do the same to my stomach "The heartbeat is good and they are about the size we would expect. We will of course keep you monitored but as it's the first trimester, we won't know for certain how your pregnancy will develop or if there will be any complications until you are further along" she explained quietly "But those are good signs" she concluded nodding happily. I nodded, wiping my stomach and throwing the paper towel in the nearby bin. The doctor began to wheel the machine back to the corner of the room.

"Do you need anything?" she asked over her shoulder hesitantly.

I slowly shook my head and she hesitated, glancing at a silent lan. "Then I shall leave you two to have a conversation," she said, going out of the room in haste.

What did I say? I placed a tender hand on my stomach. Pregnant. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I had put myself in this position. It hadn't even occurred to me to use a condom that night. I fully knew the consequences of my actions. I looked at lan, who was grim-faced. Was he angry? This had taken both of us to occur. It wasn't entirely on just my shoulders. He had a part in this too. "lan" I began.

"You're pregnant," he said tersely.

"Yes" I didn't understand his anger "but this isn't wholly my fault..." I began indignantly, unable to believe my ears.

"I thought I was infertile" he growled, his eyes meeting mine "I was led to believe that I would never be able to have children again, not since the accident. But now, I have to believe that's not true because you're pregnant and I know that it's mine. That baby is mine" he said his voice rising and ringing throughout the room.

"Of course it's yours" I practically shouted back at him "I'm not the sort to sleep around" I hissed angrily.

"I wasn't accusing you" he snarled back.

"It sure as hell sounded like it" I muttered, folding my arms and glowering at him.

He inhaled sharply. "This changes things," he said stubbornly.

What? How did this change things? So what if I was pregnant? Women had babies all the time and single mothers provided for their children if it came down to that. I didn't understand what he was so worried about. "lan, you might want to explain," I said tightly.

He was ruining what should have been a magical moment for the both of us. I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, in case he was just afraid of what his family might think, but I was close to losing my self-control.

"We have to get married sooner," he said as I gaped at him "I can't have a child of mine born out of wedlock. It's simply not done in this family. You know that Dawn."

I did know. It was why Lorelai and Knox had gotten married while lan had still been in a coma. It was important to the Grant family not to have a bastard. But I already had Faith, so what did that make her? I felt the beginnings of anger stirring in my breast as I looked at him indignantly.

"No, I don't know" I snapped back "Are you trying to imply that Faith will never be a proper part of the family because she was born out of wedlock?"

I was ropeable. He blinked taken aback by my fury, confusion in his eyes. He shook his head adamantly "Of course not" he said frostily "I had every intention of adopting Faith and giving her the Grant last name as her own. She would have been my daughter legally and in my heart" he explained with a fierce expression and my anger deflated. Damn. He was sincere in his words and by the expression on his face.

"Then why are you so upset?" I demanded, my eyes glacial "Why are you so mad at the thought of having a child? You're acting like a...like a..." I spluttered, waving my hands.

I could not think of something polite to say. My lips flattened as I tried not to express the words hovering on my lips. "Because I thought I was never going to have a child of my own" he thundered as I sat back in shock "So I'm sorry that I'm a little bit stunned by the news" he added, flattening his lips, his eyes beginning to sparkle "but I'm excited because it turns out that I can have them after all and the woman I love is already pregnant with my child" he added as I gaped. "You're not mad?" I asked leaning forward.

He snorted "I'm not mad, I'm ecstatic" he declared, his eyes sparkling brightly "I'm thrilled, I'm delighted, I'm overjoyed, I'm..." his voice trailed off as he ran out of words to say.

I laughed "I get it, I get it" I giggled waving my hands at him "Enough, enough" I laughed.

He grinned "I can't wait to see the look on Faith's face when we tell her she's going to have a little brother or sister to love."

My heart melted. lan was excited now. He was digging his nails into the arms of the chair and his voice was filled with contagious joy. "We don't have to get married straight away" I murmured but he looked stubborn as he shook his head and I sighed.

"We do" he insisted, growling "For one, I'm not about to let you walk out on me with my baby in your belly" he added, pointedly looking at my still flat stomach, a wide smile on his face "For another I'm in love with you and Faith so there's that" he added "and thirdly I want you for my wife and to hear everyone call you Mrs Grant" he declared firmly.

"What if I want to keep my last name?" I teased and saw the expression change on his face.

He narrowed his eyes. I giggled and he relaxed. "Fine, we can get married, but only after you're able to walk without assistance or without pain," I said firmly.

I could set my own conditions for the wedding. It was only fair.

He pursed his lips looking at me with exasperation. I half expected him to refuse but instead, a look of stubbornness came over his face as he accepted the challenge. "Fine," he said, c*****g his head and staring at me arrogantly, a confident grin on his face "I accept the deal. You'll be walking down that aisle within six months" he estimated "maybe sooner."

I grinned and leaned forward "We'll see" I breathed as he reached out and cupped my cheek with one hand, his eyes softening "But I'll hold you to that lan Grant," I told him "But if you fail..."

"Oh no" he interrupted smugly, "I never fail. Grant's don't do failure," he told me with a low murmur, his eyes on my lips, before he moved forward, touching his lips to mine, tingles running down my spine as he explored the inside of my mouth, my eyes closing as I felt the delicious sensation of his lips and the love he put into the kiss. Without this man, I would truly be lost, and as he deepened the kiss, leaving me gasping for breath before we reluctantly pulled away to look at each other, I had to admit that part of me didn't want to look at anyone else ever again. This Cinderella had truly found her prince charming and she wouldn't have it any other way. But life wasn't exactly a fairytale, was it? There was always something, waiting to drag the poor princess back down again. Why should this be any different?