Billionaire's Pleasure-Chapter 122: Move In

Gerald’s POV

I was overjoyed when Trina said she would see me again, but I wasn’t the least bit surprised when we immediately started sleeping together afterward. It made perfect sense, considering that she was pregnant and that we were already experiencing a tremendous pull. She shared with me that she did not want anybody else, and I shared with her that I did not want her to be with anyone else. That happened after I had begun to question whether or not the child was actually mine.

When Trina’s hormones were out of whack, she became angry and threw a glass across my kitchen as a warning to me not to interfere with her hormones. She maintained that nobody else had ever existed save me, thus I had no reason to assume that there had ever been anyone else. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

She was a raging lion both in and out of bed, and I couldn’t help but develop feelings for her. After we had reunited, I delayed talking about us for a few months in order to keep her calm; nevertheless, I eventually realized that I was unable to proceed in this manner. I needed to be made aware of the fact that both her and my daughter deserved to be a part of my life.

Even though I was convinced that it was obvious in the way that we looked at one other, I didn’t even tell her that I loved her, and she never told me that she loved me in return. I was positive that it was obvious in the way that we looked at each other. It was in the manner in which we showed concern for one another behind closed doors. Because Trina was so beautiful, I had high hopes that our kid would take after her mother more than she did me in terms of the characteristics they share.

Even the crew was curious about how things were going in my life. There were times when I was anxious, and then there were other times when I was content and felt at ease with them. They made jokes about my new girlfriend, and it made me angry that I couldn’t tell them the truth about what was going on. There was nothing I could possibly say to them. I wanted to tell them the news because I considered them to be my sons, despite the fact that I was well aware that they would be the excessively protective uncles to this baby. I refused to spend time with her mother for as long as we were arguing and the tension caused by the circumstance lasted. It was terrible, and I got increasingly tense being home alone as I worked on constructing a stunning pink nursery for my daughter.

My schedule was packed when the new season started, but I couldn’t help but think about Trina. Because her parents seemed concerned, she could only come over on the weekends, which was fine with me because I wasn’t concerned at all.

One day, when it finally drove me completely insane, I decided to pick up the phone and start making some calls. In order for us to be permanently reunited as a family, it was imperative that I figure out a way to legally adopt Tory as my own child.

I came to the conclusion that it would be best to keep everyone in the dark until after the upcoming holidays. When Trina would finally get some time off, our entire group would get together for a Thanksgiving feast every single year. My mother had a serious case of the flu that required hospitalization the year before, but this year I would be at home and ready to carry out my plan. The previous year, I had missed it because my mother had a severe case of the flu.

I placed a couple calls, smiled, and then hung up the phone. I kept looking at my phone while I deliberated whether or not to call Tory. No, she was also taken aback by this turn of events, and I sincerely hoped that everyone enjoyed it.

In the slightly more than a month that I had to plan, I made use of everything that Trina could provide for me. I was aware of her anxiety, which was made worse by the fact that her due date was becoming nearer. The only thing she was doing at school right now was studying because her folks were being overbearing.

I let her come to my place in the evenings to do her homework, and one of those evenings, as I was reading about plays, I observed her sitting on the couch. She was quite lovely with her long hair and growing baby bump, and I caught a glimpse of her looking in my direction.

"What?"

When I noticed that she was looking at me, I decided to start the conversation by saying, "I want you to move in."

"How? It’s a miracle that I’m even in the same room as you. After the baby girl is born, I seriously doubt that they will let me leave the house again. I lowered myself to the ground and reached out to take Trina’s agitated hand.

"Learn by yourself. Concerning ourselves with this matter later on." As I tried to reassure her, she gave me a grin before looking back down at her book.

She finished all of her exams just before the middle of November, and after that, I saw her a little bit more regularly than I normally would have. Trina informed her parents that she still desired to go shopping on the day before Christmas, despite the fact that there was a shower planned for just before the holiday. As I calmed down, the outline of my strategy started to take shape.

Trina took advantage of the fact that she was not allowed to assist her parents in planning the party by paying me additional visits in order to take advantage of their hard work. Even though she constantly lied about being a beached whale, she nevertheless managed to give off an alluring appearance. I raised a protest.