The Princess' Royal Pregnancy by Tova Calgaret (best novels to read in english .txt) 📖

with anyone else? ... Okay, I'm sorry, just had to make sure! ... Yeah, I know where to go, I'll meet you their. Okay? ... Be safe."

"She pregnant?"

"Yep, and I was the only one that she was ever with other then her mechanical boyfriend."

I blushed slightly as he said that. "Did you really invite her to you birthday bash?"

"Yep, sounded like she needed it too, now, if you don't mind, I gotta go and collect my three God-children. I have to go home and collect my God-mother car and leave my Princess car at home, and I have to do it before the school finishes up. God I am gonna be so knackered later."

I went back to my desk, collected my handbag, and made sure I had all of it in there. Car keys? Check. House keys? Check. Wallet? Check. And my munchies? Check, check, check. I went to David's office and asked if I should pick up Tyler first. Yep.

I headed out, but stopped by Jon's desk and asked if he was coming tonight, everyone else who worked here was going? Yep. I went, picked up Tyler in my princess car, went home got my God-mother car, transfered him to it, and was off again, to pick up his sisters, Tory, 6, and Katherine, 4. Tyler is only one. I picked up Katherine, my "Pussy Cat" then Tory, my "Punkin", the I went with Pussy Cat to get Punkin. "Where is mum and dad today?" she asked as she put on the hat she always wore while she was with me, like Pussy Cat, Cup Cake though, I just put a baby blanket over his face to protect them all from the paparazi, they knew that.

We walked to the car again, only to be swamped by voltures with cameras. "Keep your hats on you two okay?"

"Yep." They said.

"And make sure they can't see your brother."

"Yep." They said again.

I started the car and backed out without catching anyone beneath my wheels though I might have wanted to. I drove them directly to my place, my grand-mother's royal palace.

The maids and nannies all cared for the children as I laid down, puting my feet up, for my private massues to massage them. After all it was my birthday, I just felt tired a lot lately due to my pregnancy, and like clock work, I fell asleep only to be awoken to attend my own party with David, Richelle, Tory, Katherine, and Tyler. Just a litle one, the big bash for my birthday, is later tonight.

I only found out like, a month ago, that my babies' daddy's family is fueding with my family. "But Grandmother MaryAnne, could you please invite them, I really need to talk with them and this will be the only way other than travelling off to meet them."

"About you young?"

"Yes, please!"

"Oh alright then, I will send and invitation to them all requesting that they attend your party and leave the fued at home for the night if possible. As a show of good will, they can have the North Wing to themselves for the duration of their stay."

"Really?"

All Grandma's answer was, was a hug so very fierce.

I smiled as I dressed imformally to this party and sat at my seat. I called Jonathon and asked if he wanted to get together with Bianca. "Yeah I do, it's just that I never wanted her to see the shit in my life at the moment."

"Let her see it all, besides, she has to do whats best for bubs."

"Yeah I know, but I just don't know."

"Well, you could just ask me to rent one of my apartments from me for as long as you need it."

"Could you, please?! I just wanna make a good impression on her."

"Yeah, I just gotta look into my property listings and see which one will be best for the bubs. Okay?"

"Yeah, and would it be possible for me to borrow your limousine tonight, to pick her up in?"

"You really like this girl hey?"

"Yeah, I do. I only left her because I wanted her to have a better life then me."

"Okay, I will talk to you later tonight, I have to go, and when you come over, just wear jeans and things, because she's borrowing a dress for tonight."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

I did all of that and I had to take the kids up until they, David and Richelle, have their baby, because Richelle stresses so easily while she is pregnant. We had this system up since Katherine was inside Richelle.

Okay, when the kids were settled that night, in bed and with my personal maid and chef watching over them, I sat in my living room, on my most comfortable couch and waited for Jonathon.


CHAPTER TWO:
My Babies' Daddy.


DING DONG! My door bell went off. Casey, my maid, answered the door and let Jonathon and Bianca in. Bianca could not believe that she was to meet the princess, by the look on her face. Bianca was of a slight build, though her belly was big. "It's so good to meet you face to face." I said as I got up from the couch.

"Your Bella?" She asked me, "Short for Elizabella?"

"Yes, on both." Her jaw dropped. "Casey, can you be a doll and tell the army to come in, though to be quiet. The kids need their sleep."

"Of course my Lady." Casey said as she went over to the phone, called them up and waited for my next orders.

The door bell rang again and twelve people walked in; three hair stylists, three make-up artists, three dress coordinators, two manicure-and-pedicure-ists, and my Royal Personal Assistant.

As we were dressed, made-up and pampered, Jon was getting the same, but he was such a wuss. "Jon, if you don't let them put make-up on you, then you can say goodbye to the apartment." I said to him smuggly, I knew he wanted that apartment, but it was funny to see when he resigned himself to the fact that if he didn't do it, he was giving up a better apartment to live in.

"King Mahamed Abdul, his Queen Alicie Abdul, His Royal Prince Mahamed Abdul Jr., His Royal Prince Juan, Her Royal Princess Aleesia Abdul, and, His Royal Prince Juan Abdul Jr., are all going to be in attendance. They have accepted the truce and are enjoying the North Wing currently. I have personally delivered a copy of 'The Hard Facts' newspaper to His Royal Prince Mahamed Abdul Jr. as you have requested." And she went through the announcements of who is in attendance, and who is not.

By the time my P.A. was finished we were almost done. Bianca was loose-jointed, because she just had the best foot massage from the pedicure-ist. "You have to go and see the other guests, I should be out as soon as all the guests have arrived." I told Jon and Bianca.
They nodded and left, Bianca had to be held up by Jon as they left. He really did like her.

After they left, I checked in on the children, Casey was sitting in the corner of the room, holding an asleep Cup Cake and reading to sleepy Punkin and Pussy Cat.

As soon as she finished reading the book, she gave the girl's a kiss on the forehead, and Tyler too. She put him in his crib in my room and came out, she blushed when she saw me. "You are really good with the kids." I said.

"Well, I hope to have kids some day." She said while absently rubbing her flat stomach.

"Well, I gotta go, I will see you at the end of the night."

She nodded and walked away to her husband, Cassius, my personal chef. I walked out my door and down the corridor behind the staircase and went to the old elavator, My P.A. came in with me and we went up to the floor that was two up from the ground level. My P.A. announced that everyone was down on the ground level waiting for me, when I was ready I began my descent to the ballroom where my guests were gathered, on the way down, I got a text message from my babies' daddy, 'wher u @?'

I sent a message back, 'jst hedn down 2 my 21st
birthday party y?'

'we need 2 talk about us.'

'dere z no us, dere z only me.'

'y didnt u tel me i woz gonna b a dad?'

'coz u made it clear d@ u wantd nuthn 2 do wiv me.'

'how can i not want anithn 2 do wiv u? u r my
baby momma!'

'wateva.'

'we hav 2 tlk.'

'l8az'

I put my phone back and walked on. As I walked down the last stairs, my legs just about
buckled on me. Of all the people present, my
babies' daddy was the one to catch me. "You
never told me you were pregnant." He growled
into my ear as he carried me to my throne seat
for the night.

"Well, you should have actually given me a
chance to explain, but no, you put your work
first, so I just returned the favour." I said
acidly.

He set my down on my throne and I smiled politely to him as I said, "Thank you."
He smiled back, but his smile was more scheming. I frowned at him, all he did was smile at me sweetly. To sweetly if you ask me.

As the night wore on, my feet, although they were in ballet-flats, were aching like crazy, which drove me crazy because I had to watch as my babies' daddy talk with his parents finished their chat. But it was my mother that came over to me.

"Elizabella, sweetheart." She said to me hesitantly, "Could we have a private chat?"

"Yeah, just don't let me fall okay, my feet are killing me."

She smiled at me and said, "I had the same problem when I was pregnant with you. My feet, my back and my breasts ached constantly. And don't get me started on the morning sickness!" She sighed dramatically, drawing a smile from me.

She wrapped her arm around my waist as I went to my private bathroom stall. I went to the toilet first, then mum sat me down. She sat quietly at first, I knew that she was just trying to find the right way to say something to me. "Spit it out already mum, I feel so freaking tired and I still got to organise the rooms for all my friends, and then I have to do something for a friend at work, not to mention the party will go for another two hours."

"The King and Queen as well as your grandparents, agreed to drop the fued all together, but only if you agree to marry the son of the King and Queen, Prince Mahamed Jr."

"Anything else that I need to know?"

"You must take a paternity test before it would go ahead to make sure that the twins are realy his."

"Mum, he is the one and only person I slept with, you know that."

"I do honey, but they don't do they?"

"No, I guess they don't. Who insisted on the paternity test?"

"Prince Mahamed. Why?"