After a night of utter bliss, Alianna expected a lot. To find Marco sitting in his father’s destroyed office, wasn’t it. Walking over the shattered desk, and broken glass, Alianna sat in front of Marco sitting bloodied on the floor. “Marco…are you okay?” Marco shook his head, a bottle of jack in his hand.
Taking a swig, as Alianna came a little closer, Marco winced when she reached for him making her stop. Looking at him confused, Alianna whispered, “What’s going on Marco?” Blinking a little confused himself on that, Marco whispered, “Arabella went to a doctor and somehow got artificially inseminated with my sperm. She’s pregnant.”
Alianna stopped dead feeling a chill rush through her veins, “Artificially inseminated?” She whispered back confused Arabella would honestly take that route
