PROLOGUE:
A Day I Will Never Forget!


I was celebrating my good friend's 21st birthday at a club with the gorgeous birthday girl, myself and two other friends. We had fun at her dress-up party, and we went out as what we were dressed up as. The theme of the dress-up party was SEXY.

I was dressed up as a dominatrix. All that my costume was comprised of was a leather and lace micro-mini-skirt that barely covered my rear, a bikini-like halter top that barely covered my breasts properly, a cropped jacket, knee-high 4-inch stiletto-heel boots, and a very cheeky pair if panties, all of which were leather and lace! Oh! I forgot to mention, black mini-fish-nets stockings and, lets not forget my matching leather cap, to cap of my outrageous outfit.

Trisha, she dressed up as a pirate. She wore a skirt as short as mine, but in red silk and black lace, a black corset with two red lace panels in the front of it, a cropped brown leather jacket, knee-high 4-inch chunky-heeled brown leather boots and she wore a black G-string with two red-laced panels at the front, she didn't wear stockings, which was to bring attention to her long, lean legs, and she wore a pirates hat as well.

Jenny, she was dressed as a fairy, all pink satin and mesh. A micro-mini-skirt, a halter top that belted just a few inches below her breasts with the front of her top dipping invitingly over her breasts, strappy 4-inch stiletto-heels, she even had herself a pair of fairy wings, a fairy wand and a tiara.

And Ellayna, the birthday girl, she dressed up as an angel. All white silk and lace, a micro-mini-skirt, a silk bra-bikini-like top that had a lace skirt attached that wafted over her ribs, stopping just above her navel, she was also the only one to wear shorts, or, to put it more correctly, a pair of hot-pants that shoed half her ass, she also had white leather thigh-high 4-inch thick-heel boots with flesh-coloured bra and G-string, she even had angel wings and a halo.

A one point in the night, we had the small stage-like dance-floor to ourselves when our requested song came on over the speakers, Rude Boy by Rihanna and all four of us girl did something that we were planning for ages, a mini-peformance in the club.

After it, we were flooded with guys that were wanting to dance with us. But we settled for four absolutely hot guys, with complexions that spanned from Caramel to Milk-Chocolate.

My friends and I exchanged numbers with the guys and ended up having a late-night roust with them and leaving to go to my place after the guys all fell asleep.

But it was a few weeks later that I had a massive shock, after a few weeks, I didn't feel well at all and mum talked me into taking a pregnancy test. Thank God that it was negative.
But the next week, when my I didn't improve, mum took me to the doctors, who took blood samples among a few other samples.

A few days later, I got a call from the doctor's office receptionist to make an appointment immediately. I asked her if she could make it for tomorrow at the earliest time possible. After that I was put on hold for about three minutes and as soon as she took me off hold, she told me that everything was done and that the doctor would be expecting me at the doctor's surgery at 9am the next morning.

The next day I went into the doctor's office and was not expecting to be bowled-over by the doctor's prognosis. Apparently my one-night-lover, Mahamed Abdul and I, had a contraceptive catastrophe, I was well and truly, 100% pregnant, and for twins no less.

I made a call to Mahamed by way of international call, only to get his personal assistance, also known as, secretary. "You have reached the office of Prince Mahamed Abdul Jr., my name is Serena, how may I help you today?"

"Hello, my name is Bella, I was just wondering if I would be able to speak with Mahamed. It's Urgent." I said politely.

"Prince Mahamed is in a conference at the moment, would you like to leave a message?" Selena said in a clipped tone.

"It's kind of personal." I said honestly, keeping my tone of voice level.

"Well, would you like to leave your name, number and a reference of what is so very urgent." She said sarcastically.

"Umm, my name is Bella Jacobson my number is ..." I rattled off my personal mobile-phone number, "It's in reference of the night at the club in Perth, say its from the 'dominatrix', he would know who it is then." I said, although my words were innocent, they hinted at the sex-fest that happened between myself and Mahamed.

"Will do." She hung up on me, but with those two words, I could tell that she was in love with Mahamed, and was jealous that I had him and she didn't.

"Bitch!" I muttered to myself when she hung up on me. I called mum to tell her that she was going to be a grandmother, then I called my grandmother and told her, but half way through the call, just before I was about to tell her the news, when I had a call coming through on line two, I told her that I would ring her back because I had a call to take. "Hello?" I said as I answered.

"Bella." Came the voice of my babies' daddy.

"Mahamed." I said to him curtly, when all I wanted to do was swear and curse and act like a bitch to him because he got me pregnant, when, I knew deep down, that the fault don't lay on his shoulders or my own, but on both of ours.

"Prince Mahamed, if you would be so kind." He replied, growling slightly.

"PRINCE." I said, laying on the sarcasm thickly, "Mahamed I just have something to tell you that you need to know."

"Can we hurry this along? I have a few hundred things to do and I have a deadline to do it by!" He growled, losing patience.

"Don't worry about it, it ain't that much of importance to you, of course that's compared to your precious work!" I said to him venomously, then hung up on him as he took a breath to say something. He rang me back, but I just ignored it and let it ring through. He rang me again, then he sent a text message to me, 'wat d fuk dd u do d@ 4?' I ignored it and all the times I tried to get in contact with me, I just ignored him like he did to me that day. I rang Grandma back up and told her, I was honestly in a foul mood after all that Mahamed and his hussy of a personal assistant had said to me. But I did try on more than one occasion to tell him that I was pregnant, but I hit the same walls as my first attempt, his pushiness mainly, so I just shut down that avenue of information. But that didn't stop me from keeping in contact with him.

"Elizabella!" David said.

"Yeah?" I said, snapping out of my daze, and looked at David, my boss.


CHAPTER ONE:
Birthday Preperations.


"Did you just hear what I just said?" He asked me irritably.

"Not really," I answered honestly, "I was just stuck into my own thoughts." I said, smiling slightly at the recollection of being a bitch to someone who diserved it.

"Would you be able to pick up the kids today? As you know that we have things to do today."

"Of course! Tyler too?" He nodded. "Did you make sure that the interview I did with you was delivered over town today?" Again, he nodded. "Okay." Just then, the phone on my desk started to ring, I waved David away as I picked up the phone, "Hello, you have reached the office of 'The Hard Facts' newspaper, my name is Bella, how may I help you?"

"Is Jonathon Carlisle their by any chance?"

"Yes he is, but he's flat out now, he has an article to finish by the dead-line. But if you leave your name and number, I can get him to call you back." She rattled off her name and mobile-phone number as I wrote it down and she told me to get him to call her asap, that it was urgent, "I'll get on it right now and I will have him call you as soon as humanly possible. May I inquire as to the reason for the call?"

"No, it really is very personal."

"Okay ma'am, I know how that can be, I will get him to call you immediately."

"Thank you so much, I just had one of those days and no time to sit and relax. You know?"

"Yeah, I am barely seven months pregnant and I have a full day planned, including a reunion with my babies' daddy who was like, so bad to me."

"Oh, you poor thing, if you like I could help you. You know, if you like." She giggled slightly.

"I think that I might need more help then I have at the moment, do you have anything planned for tonight, I could have my mum go and pick you up? Not meaning to sound rude but what size are you?" I asked.

"A 10 usaully, but I am a 12 now." She told me softly.

"Great, your the same size as me, you could borrow a dress of mine and stay the night at mine with your other half."

"That sounds like heaven after the week I just had."

I smiled, "Well, okay then, I will get Jon to call you and I will give you a ring when I can okay?"

"Yeah. Just don't tell anyone my number please."

"Nah. Don't worry about it, I will save it in my phone, and I keep my phone with me all the time. Okay?"

"Okay. Thank you."

"You are most welcome, and have a nice day and I seriously hope that you have a time out today to relax, if not today maybe tomorrow."

"I will try to relax, but no promises, bye."

"Bye Bianca."

"Bye Bella." I hung up the phone, put the number into my mobile and sent her a quick message to check if it was her number. She sent a message back. Yep, it was.

I got up out of the chair I was in, walked, well, more like waddled, over to the desk that Jonathon occupied and put the sticky note on his computer screen as he typed like crazy. "What the hell..." He shouted, but checked his tone as soon as he saw who it was. "What's this?" he asked as he read the sticky note. "Bianca called?"

"Yep, and you have to call her now!" I said with a no nonsense tone.

He picked up the phone and dialed the number, "Hello Bianca, how are you? ... Really? ... Yeah I been good, why did you call? ... " His face went white as a sheet, "Seriously? ... I mean are you 100% sure that you are? ... Seriously, and you weren't 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?"

"I will do the test, but only if the Prince actually dates me first. We only ever had one night together, but it would rub his nose into it."

"Okay, anything else that I should tell them?"

"Other than that? Just that, we should date for bout a month, then announce the engagement to his country and mine, but to say we were on and off for the past few months then, when I found out I was pregnant, we were togther again, then we were engaged. The truth worded so that is still the truth, but bordering on white-lies."

"Okay. The King and Queen might not like it, but if they want the fued ended then they must comply."

I smiled then went to get up, mum took me back to my throne and sat me down, then went off to address the Royal Family of my conditions. As I suspected, they didn't take it that good, but better then chucking a royal tantrum in public. It was the Queen that didn't look aggitated at all, she just looked amused as she looked at her husband, then she looked at me and smiled pleasantly.

I sat for the rest of my birthday party, Bianca sat next too me, when it was present time she looked at me and said, "I didn't get you anything, but I can get you something later."

"Nah, it's okay, just a card would do."
She smiled at me then motioned to the first present that was presented to me. I opened them all, and all of them were lovely, but the last one, was something that I was hankering for, for ages! There were ten anime series that I wanted but could never find. That was from 'Mum, Nan & Pop.'

I hugged mum, nan and pop for my presesnt, they all knew that I was an anime-holic. "I am so gonna watch these when I can, maybe tonight, but I do feel tired."

"As long as you enjoy your presents."

"Oh, I will. I will enjoy all the presents."

The crowd smiled at me, just when I was about to get up and see everyone out, Prince Mahamed's mother came up to me and gave me a
small wrapped present. "Don't open it until you are alone." She said softly to me, then she walked to her husband, who did not see her approach as he was so very engrossed with a phone call. Prince Mahamed and his brother Prince Juan, however, they saw it and was looking at the present curiously.

When they looked at me, I just shrugged. I didn't know what was in the present as much as they did, but at least I got to see the present before they did, after all, I was the one to open it.

I smiled slightly, I got up, but I had to get mum to help me, we were just about out of the room, when Prince Mahamed asked if we needed any help at all. I refused, but mum accepted, he picked me up as mum led him to my apartment door, she let us in and led him to my bedroom door. He put me down and said, "I will have my family physician and your family physician take the paternity test, just to make sure, if their tests don't coincide, then I have an outside physician on standby to do the test and either confirm or deny you saying the child is mine."

"Children, I am having twins." I said quietly. "I need sleep."

They left, and Casey saw them out, locked the door, and helped me change into my night clothes. As I sat in bed, I opened the present given to me by Prince Mahamed's mother. It was a bracelet, with five hearts attached to it, then their was a note. 'To Bella, I know how the men in my family can be, but I thought that I would give this to you. It's for those that you love. Just add a charm with their name engraved on it, and they will know that you always love them for all eternity, no matter what. Hope you like it, Queen Alicie Abdul."
I put in on, and made a mental note to thank her for it, and I made a list of those I loved. Sixteen, was the total. That was just the immediate people I could think of, including my babies, and my expecting god-child, but not including my best friends' kids that are yet to come into the world.

As I lay down to sleep, I smiled. Life, it seemed was finally looking up. I could rub the existence of his twins in his face because he was into work more than wanting to know about any possible kids.


CHAPTER THREE:
Paternity Tests Done.


The next day, my feet, positively throbbed with a vengance. As I sat in my own humble living-room, the children were already at school, except for Tyler, he was in his walker, playing with his toys and had Casey running after him all the time, the little rat-bag. There was a knock at the door, Casey answered it with Tyler on her hip and ushered my massues and Mahamed into my living room. Garreth, my massues, walked over to me and starting asking where I was sore, my feet. Mahamed walked to my in the wall, DVD shelves, all of which were tighly packed with anime DVDs. "Bella," He said to me.

I thought that I would give him some of his own medicine, "That's Princess Elizabella to you.
The only time we were ever really on a first name basis was the night we pretended to by ordinary people and ended up creating two new lives. So I think that we should stay the way you so irritably proclaimed."

"Why are you like this to me? I never knew because you never told me!"

"I never told you?! I tried to tell you, on more than one occasion, but you always had to work! You chose your job over anything I said, but as soon as you found out who I really was, you changed, you wanted to know what I had to say, but by then it was too bloody late, I already chose to keep my children, illegitimate or not. And you know what else?"

He just shrugged. "I could honestly understand if your parents pushed to get the paternity test done, but to have you say that, was very insulting to myself as a human being! You were my one and only lover, and for you to say that was just ... demeaning. Now you are reaping what you have sown. I will marry you, but only for my children, don't you ever think it was for you."

I sat fuming, Casey, wisely chose to stay away, but poor Garreth was stuck in the room between two fuming members of Royalty. Garreth sat silently, massaging my swollen feet. While Mahamed turned to my DVD collection, as a distraction.

"Casey, Sweety." I shouted out, she came into the room red-faced, "Can you please put on a DVD for me? One of my new ones, but one to distract me please?"

Mahamed watched as Casey chose a set for me to watch, she always knew what kinda DVD I watched when I was in certain moods. "And can you escort Price Mahamed out please, I wish him out
of my sight."

Mahamed looked shocked, but I guess he knew the female temprament pretty well to just walk out the room without a word from him. I watched the DVD that Casey put on for me, and I calmed down a bit. Tyler crawled into the room at that time and came straight to me, "Hey Cup Cake, sorry for being mad, come on, you wanna watch a DVD with me?" He just grinned at me, dribbling everywhere on me. I didn't mind at all, because he calmed me right down.

"Sorry about that Garreth, he just rubbed me the wrong way." I said to Garreth.

"If I may speak your majesty?" Garreth asked.

"Yes, of course Garreth."

"Your suitor, he is arrogant, don't get me wrong, but what is it against wanting to know if you are the father of your ex's baby or babies? My ex was a complete hussy, she slept around behind my back, got herself pregnant and say I was the baby's daddy. I had a paternity test done, the baby was mine, but a man can't be too careful with a woman wanting to land him with a baby that might not be his. Besides, he does know when to keep his mouth shut, and that is a bonus if ever I saw one."

Garreth is as straight as a guy could be, but he usually did spot all the good and bad traits of people when the timing calls for it. "True, but as I said to him, I only ever had one lover, and that is not including my mechanical, battery operated boyfriend. Guys are just to big a hassle, I tried dating, after I got with him that one night, but the guys I dated were pretty boys and ended up cheating on me because I wouldn't sleep with 'em, but they always seemed to be after either my money or my title or both. You know?"

"I know what you mean, my ex-girlfriend, the one with my daughter, let slip to the papers that I was you personal massues. They have been hounding me ever since then, trying to pay me to have me tell them gossipy shit about you. The self-centred bitch was just bad with my daughter, so I won full custody of my baby girl and we now live here, your grandmother made sure that we had some place to stay."

"What's her name and how old is she?"

"Who?"

"Your daughter."

"Her name is Scarlet Vivian Johnstone-Ruebens, and she is almost 14 months old."

"Tyler here is almost 18 months old and he is lazy! He still crawls around everywhere, because he doesn't want to learn how to walk."

He chuckled, "My daughter is running around everywhere, and she is into everything that is unlocked, or out in the open. That is including my backpack, and my massage kit. The cheeky little chick wants knows how to unzip zippers."

"Well, bring her by, maybe it would get lazy bones here to start walking. And you could start dating again, you can tell her that you are the personal massues to the first in line to be queen in this country, but after a few dates, that don't end up in the sack. Just keep in mind that some of them might be looking for the limelight, so don't tell them to much, and try and find a good wholesome girl."

"Why wholesome?"

"Because they will remain loyal to you as a lover and they will most likely have sides to them that are hot and sexy! A complete 'Closet Sex Kitten'. They are the ones that will be good for you and bubs."

He pondered what I said, then it was as if a light-bulb went off in his head. I think he knew who he was going to date next. "Bring your daughter by later today, after I had the samples taken. I would love to meet your little lady."

He smiled and nodded. I smiled slightly, dozing, only to be awoken by Casey, she had the physicians with her. "Could all of you do the paternity test? I just wanna be extra certain." I said dazedly, still half asleep. But as soon as they pulled out the needles, I was awake.
When they were finished, I waited for Casey to see them out, before I said something. "I don't want anyone other then my friends, family or Garreth to come in."

"What of Prince Mahamed, milady?"

"I don't want to see him, but only when the test results are in."

"Yes milady."

"How many times do I have to tell you, call me Bella when we are in here."

She just smiled. She walked out and came back with my lovely lunch. She always knew what I wanted.

I ate what was set in front of me, then went to take a shower to wash the feel of betrayal off of me. The next thing I know, I was dressed and walking to my car.

I went to work, for something to do, but they didn't need me their, so I walked all over the city, shopping, that kind of thing, but the time seemed to crawl by. I didn't see the camera's or hear the journalists questions.

I ended up going home, to watch DVDs all day.


CHAPTER FOUR:
The Results Are In!


By the next day, I was really tackling the raising of the kids. I was so engrossed into the task of keeping the kids occupied that when all the phycians seated in my sitting-room, Mahamed was with them awaiting my arrival. 'Let them wait a bit, the kids come first.' I thought.

When I got in there, they were impatient, Mahamed in particular. I just smiled at him sweetly. He frowned at me, but didn't say a word.

My family physician cleared his throat first then announced his test results. "The two unborn children that Princess Elizabella are carrying in her womb are Prince Mahamed's."

"Are you sure?" Prince Mahamed asked.

"I did the test as many times as I could, and every test result was the same."

"Okay." Mahamed accepted that. He looked at his family physician.

"Positive match, you are going to be a father."

Mahamed looked to the last physician, "Yours."
Was all he said.

"You are the paternal father of Princess Elizabella's twins." Was all he said.

I smiled at Mahamed and said, "I told you so."
I turned to the assembled physicians and smiled at them, "Thank you all for this, would you like anything? Tea? Coffee? Cake?"

I got Casey to take their orders and put in mine as well. "You don't mind if I watched a DVD do you?" I asked them all. They shook their heads. I walked over to my DVD rack and chose the Zoids series. One of the presents from the night before.

Mahamed walked up to me and said, "You really like your Japanese Animations hey?"

"Yep, I love my animes."

"It looks like you are an anime-holic."

"That's not a word." I said.

"It should be."

I smiled slightly as I bent and put the first DVD in the boxset into the DVD-player. I could feel Mahamed eyes on my rear, I straightened up and ploppled down on the two-seater love-seat, in between Katherine and Tory, and had Tyler on my lap. Mahamed sat on a recliner and watched the DVD with us, the big surprise was that all the physicians watched it with us as well.

Funnily enough, Mahamed liked the series as much as me. When it was time to have dinner, Mahamed kicked up a bit, he wanted to find out what happened. I asked if he wanted to have dinner with us, then we would watch more of the DVDs, he accepted. The physicians even said yes, they were getting into it as well.

After dinner, we all watched the DVDs, but eventually, it was only Mahamed and me. We were so very tired that by about midnight, we were really tired, we decided to watch the rest tomorrow.


CHAPTER FIVE:
Dating And Preperations.


The next day, after the DVD, Mahamed took me out to lunch, only to be swamped with journalists who wanted a scoop. We didn't talk to them, we just walked around, shopping for baby clothes. Both boys and girls clothes for the twins that I was going to have. Apparently, they absolutely loved it all. The question mark that hung over myself and Mahamed.

I sat quietly as we, Mahamed and myself, waited for the waitress to serve our lunch. We ate our lunch and after all that, we walked some more, at one point Mahamed picked me up and sat me down on a seat that was inside the store that we were shopping at. To all the people that saw us, we looked like a happy couple, though we were not, to a degree.

I sat in the seat, but Mahamed had other ideas, he picked me up again as he walked to the store that specialised in anime DVDs. I ran off as soon as he put me down. I went wild looking at all the DVDs on offer, and ended up with like 50 DVDs that Mahamed paid for. I threw my arms around him and hugged him to me. Before I knew it, I was kissing him, but not before I noticed that he molded his body to mine, baby bump and all.

All that we were concentrating on really was each other, so we didn't see the store fill up with journalists. The thing that snapped us out of our sensually sexual daze was the repeated flash of camera bulbs. I pulled away in a daze, and as I looked at Mahamed, only to see the same dazed lustful look in his eyes that I knew were in my own.

I asked Mahamed if he wanted to get a drink, I didn't do it for just him, because my mouth was that dry, it felt as if it were the Sahara Desert. I smiled as he said that he wouldnt mind, while his mouth looked as if it were as dry as my own mouth. I giggled to myself as I went to get the drinks for Mahamed and myself.

It was as I walked to a cafe to buy two drinks that half of the journalists that ambushed us ran and was shouting out questions, most of them being Mahamed, like 'What is happening between you and Prince Mahamed Abdul?' things along those lines. All I said to them all that their would be a press conference at the palace when the King and Queen of both countries involved has set a date, but I would try and see when that would be and would have a notice posted to all newspapers that will give the public an opportunity to attend as well.

I was walking back to Mahamed in a crowd of journalists and blonde bimbos that want the status of Mahamed. One bimbo was really very bold as to touch his arm while openly flirting with him. "Excuse me Miss." I said to her.

She looked at me then flipped me off. I reached and grabbed her on the shoulder only to be bitch slapped, "Back off bitch he's mine!" She said to me as if Mahamed was all hers and hers alone.

"What's your name by the way?"

"Jacklynn Harrison.Why?

"Well Jacklynn Harrison, Mahamed is mine, not yours. You wanna know the reasons behind it."

"Yeah whatever." She said dismissively.

"One: I am having his babies, twins; Two: I am currently dating him; and Three: I am the princess, so you just assaulted the pregnant PRINCESS! So expect the police at your door very soon lady."

I smiled at her sweetly as she put all of it together, when she did the look was priceless. She was white as a ghost and her friends looked at me as if I had grown an extra head. I smiled at them an then the questions started again.
'Are you really pregnant with Prince Mahamed's children?' 'Are you two gonna get married any time soon?' Stuff like that.

Mahamed stepped in, "She needs her rest now, so we should be off."

Mahamed picked me up and walked me to a seat when he went off to take care of the deliveries of the baby things, but it was the clothes that we took with us. Mahamed put me in a trolley and walked to where our limousine was to pick us up, and all the time, we were followed by the members of the press, trying to get more information out of us. It was Mahamed who had to make the arrangements to have all the baby clothes and things that the babbies would be in need of, nappies included. But I clung to my plastic bag of anime DVDs.

All that we said to them was the same, that their would be a public announcement at the palace and that their would be an announcement in all of the newspapers informing all the public that we would holding a gathering and all were able to come.

As we waited for our limousine to arrive, I was on the phone to call the police about the assault. While I was on the phone, the limo finally came, but still, even as Mahamed carried me into the limo and seated on the seat in the middle so when he hopped in he had his arm around me.

I called my real estate agent and asked her to look into my properties, to see which one was best, which ones were the best for a couple that was having a baby. She told me that she would get back to me after she looked at all the possibilities and we will both check them out at a later date, to see for my self which one I will rent out to Jonathon and Bianca. I sat, trying to think what else I had to do. Oh yes, I was having the apartments next to mine done up for Ellayna, Jenny and Trisha. I sighed and absently snuggled into Mahamed as I called the contractors in charge of finishing up the other three apartments and talked with them to see how far they were into the renovations.

I still had to figure out the colour-schemes for each of the apartments and then I would have to look for the furnature to go with the colour-scheme. I sighed again, then closed my eyes intending to rest for a bit, but fell asleep instead. I awoke to feel someone laying me gently in my bed. "Hey." I said sleepily.

"Hey." Mahamed said in return. He laid down next to me after he changed both his and my clothes to that of sleepwear. He apparently chose the one that was my favourite. The stretchy silk ankle-length gown, with the matching robe and slippers. I could hear as he put them on my side, I heard the russle of cloth as he put th robe in the hook by my bed and the slippers on the floor, mid-way down the bed to account for when I would get up in the morning.

I don't know the exact time I fell asleep but I think it was when Mahamed pulled me to him as he started to get comfortable.


CHAPTER SIX:
Pregnancies and Revealings.


I awoke about four hours later to feel a man at my back, arm around me, and molded to how I lay, I went to move away to get up and only ended up getting pulled back to Mahamed's body. "I need to pee!" I said to him urgently, for I think he heard me, because he let me go.

But not before mumbling, "And come back to bed when you done."

"Yes, I will, but I gotta go potty."

He gave me a sexy sleepy smile and fell back asleep.

I went potty and went back to bed only to be awoken three hours later for Tyler. The little stinker wanted to share my bed with me. I got up, set up the bar that would stopp him from rolling off the bed got him, changed his nappy, then fell asleep soon after getting him settled.

It was irritating because I had to wake up every four hours to go to the toilet, but then again, that came with the territory.

By the next morning we were reasonably well rested and I had to do a few things, like see the agent for my properties, and check in on the contractors to see how well they are doing now, and how far they were into the renovations.

First I called Sofia Romani, my property agent and asked if she narrowed the list down. she told me to come into the agency and look over the ones that she thought would be a good choice.

An hour later I was their, seated at the desk, and looking through the properties, they all looked good, but then again I had to see them all, just to be sure. So we were off in no time at all, I had to do it without the kids running around and reaking havoc wherever they went, so I left them at home.

We walked around the apartments that were on Sofia's appropriate list and none of them seemed right to me, but it was the last one, the apartment at the top of a five story building complete with back yard that court my interests. The place was beautiful, fully furnished, five bedrooms, two bathrooms, a study, and all the space you could need.

I looked into the master bedroom and saw a small room next door to it that was yet to be furnished, and I just knew then that this would be the apartment that I could rent to Jonathon and Bianca. They would love it, but then I had to have them move in and that in itself would be a worry.

I called Jonathon and told him to sell all his things, and when he can and have him meet me at my place later on that night. For I wanted to go shopping for nice clothes for them when they go out. If they did that is.

Funnily enough, he had sold a lot of his things already, except for his laptop, and game consoles. I knew that he would love the place, after all it was better then the place that he's at now. But I wanted to know what Bianca would think.

I had him sell all the rest of the stuff that he could and save it for the first rent payment in about two or three hours and they could move in immediately. I went back home and waited for Jonathon to arrive.

Jonathon was the first to walk through the front door and Bianca walked in right behind him. I smiled at them both and they came and sat down on the seats in my apartment's living-room. "What are we doing here?" Bianca asked me.

"Well, I am going to be you land-lady soon. You two are moving into a beautiful apartment that I myself had approved of and it is absolutely gorgeous. Fully furnished and everything."

Bianca was gobsmacked, she looked at Jonathon and all he did was blush slightly in answer. She flew into his arms and gave him a massive kiss. "You really want to live with me? Even though my temperhas gotten so much shorter?"

"You are the only one to blame about your pregnancy. I am the father of the baby inside of you and I will help you through it all even when you scream at me and beat me up. I am going to be their for you because..."

"Yes?" She asked.

Jonathon blushed a bright red and then cleared his throat. "I am going to be their for you because I fell in love with you, I only broke it off because I wanted you to have a better life than the one I live."

Bianca smiled at him and said, "The only future I want is the one at your side with our children running riot."

They got really 'affectionate' after that and on more than one occassion, I had to clear my throat. By then Mahamed was texting me, 'wat u doin babe?'

'i jst gotta c 2 a fu thngz 1st, c u in a bit.'

'k. c u soon xx'

'xx'

I sighed then just got them to cool it long enough to get them moved into their new apartment. They got into the limousine with me and Sofia and we were off to see if they liked the place. When we got their, to say that they loved it would have been the understatement of the century, they absolutely loved it and were already making plans to see to the making of the baby's room.

Bianca gave me a small duffle bag with about $45,000 in it and asked if she and Jonathon could buy it, but pay it off, by the rent payments. I agreed and got Sofia to get on drawing up the documents that were needed and we were greeted with two big smiles, of both Jonathon and Bianca.

I asked how she got the down payment and all she said was that she got the money off mum. I asked her who her parents were and all she said was she is the only child of a wealthy and powerful couple that were divorced. I asked her what her surname was and she just and said, Richmond.

I was deep in thought as they, Bianca and Jonathon, decided to move in right away and they decided to get all their things either put in storage or sold. They had to move in as soon as they could. Soon after, we all went our own ways and when I got into my apartment, my house phone rang and Casey answered it, only to pass it off to me as soon as politely possible.

"Bella, you tell my daughter to stop hanging around with that scruff of a man you work with or you can forget coming to my christmas prty this year!" Said Lady Gregories, formally Lady Richmond.

"You mean Jonathon and Bianca?" I asked.

"Yes that unsavoury scruff of a man!"

"Stop yelling at me and talk to me!" I yelled at her in return.

"You are an inconciderate young bitch!"

"You want inconciderate, Bianca is a woman now, not a child. She is having you grandchild and does not need to see or hear things that would drive her away from you so don't try and dictate her life when she is old enough to live her own life." Lady Gregories took a breath to butt in but I spoke over her, "As far as I am concerned, you are never coming to a royal get together until you get over yourself!"

"You are a harlett as far as I am concerned." She said to me.

"Well, this 'harlett' is the princess and I can take you to court, it would last so long and be so very expensive that it would take all the money you have to your name so don't push me you old pushy tyrant."

I hung up and rang the police to put the assault charges on Jacklynn Harrison.

I hung up after that and went and seen to the renovations only to be stunned, it was finished. The building of it anyway was done, all I had to do was finish it off. I had to do all that and a lot more. Mahamed came up to me from behind and gave me a hug I needed. He was starting to get adept at reading my moods, much like Casey was.

He led me back to my apartment and sat me down on the couch got something for me to eat and rubbed my feet as I ate my lunch. Cassius came into the room and wanted to ask me something.
"Princess, would you be able to get an extra maid in, if possible?"

"Why would you ask?" I asked in return.

"Well, she took a pregnancy test and it came up positive, she has been pregnant before, but it always ended in a miscarriage, she works much to hard, and she wants a baby so very much, we both do."

"I will see what I can do Cassius, but her substitute will have to take guidance from Casey, although not many maids will allow that to happen because they are much too stubborn. But I will try, on that you have my word."

"Thank you Princess Elizabella! You will be a fair and beautiful Queen some day." And with that, he bowed and left the room, absolutely beaming.

"He is wright, you will be a Queen that will be fair, beautiful and well respected by all."
Mahamed said to me as he continued to rub my feet.

"You want me to call Garreth?" I asked Mahamed.

"Nah, I feel like doing this for you, you are after all the mother of my children."

"I thought that you first thought that I lied to you when I said that i was pregnant with your twins, I guess you thought wrong!" I said snidely.

"I did think wrong, and for that I am sorry."

I just sighed and was on my way to sleep, when I heard a tap at the front door. Casey answered the door and led the way into the room I was in, Garreth was behind her and in his arms was a sweet looking little girl that must have been his daughter.

He smiled at me and said, "I was just wondering if I could leave her here for a bit, I was going to to you up on your advise and ask someone out."

I smiled and nodded, "Casey, I need to talk to you for a bit." Garreth set his daughter down, and sat her change bag on the couch next to me.
Casey walked in as Garreth walked out. "Can you get me my mobile phone please?" She retrieved it for me and pasted it to me. I called Grandmother, she answered on the second ring.
"Hey Gran."

"Hello Baby Daughter. What do you need?" My grandmother greeted me.

"I need to get an extra maid for my apartment if possible?"

"Why ever for?"

"Well, Cassius bought something to my attention and it messes with all the things that need to be done."

"Is she pregnant?" She asked me bluntly.

"From what I understand, she wants a child so very much with Cassius. So I need an extra maid or two, both of which have to be able to work on another maid's orders."

"I think I know just the two, and I will get it done as soon as I can."

"Bye thank you Gran."

"Bye baby."


CHAPTER SEVEN:
A Girl's Day Out.


A week later, Garreth announced that he wants to marry the girl that he was dating, and by then, the apartments were finished, furnished and all. Casey had the two extra maids working fairly well, Mahamed and I had already announced our engagement and all of my god children were to stay with me for another two months.

I called Gran and asked her if I could have the small four bedroom cottage, she told me that she could. Garreth was going to bring his lady love and daughter over before they go and announce it to everyone else at the palace. I had the cottage done for ages, waiting for Garreth to settle down.

Who walked in holding Vivian was a shock, because it was the last one I would have thought to have dated Garreth, it was my property manager, Sofia. My jaw dropped, and it was as I stared at her that she blushed furiously.

When they were about to leave I asked them if they were tinking on getting a house together. "We are, it's just that we can't find one that suits us, you know."

I gave them the envelope with a set of the keys, the spare was with me, along with a map and a letter. Later on that night, Garreth, Sofia and Vivian gave me both a hug and a kiss. "We love it!" Garreth and Sofia said.

I smiled and waited for them to go and I waited for my three pregnant friends to look at me once more. I gave them the keys to their apartments and we all went with them as they got to see their apartments. To say they loved them would have been an understatement. I grinned as they walked around their apartments, loving it all, it even included a nursery in all apartments. The extra surprise was that they all had a cook each, three maids, and a massues each. They were gobsmacked, to say the very least.

Then they started crying, they hugged me and sobbed for their loves. Ellayna's love, is the Prince of a country, ruled by his mother, an old toad of a woman who would see that her son marries an ugly but wealthy princess then to a poor beautiful girl, who is on of the best friends to a Princess. Jennifer's love, is my ambassidor, he used her body and abused her mind and left her pregnant, with his children, but the thing is, he isn't like that. And Trisha's love, is the Spaniard Billionaire Playboy, who lost his first wife to the child birth of his twins, his daughter and son, I set them up, first as his children's nanny, and all went well, then they became lovers and everything went south from their.

But it was Trisha that really hurt me, after all I was the one to set them up, so to speak, but they fell apart, when all they needed most was for him to be absolutely honest with her. After all, from what I was told, he was still pining for his first wife, and rejected her in the most hurtful way imaginable, by ignoring her then telling her to her face that she was a whore, not fit for his attention, let alone his love.

But he loves her, I see it in his eyes every time I look at him but he seems to be holding onto his first wife's memory to keep him from acknowledging the feelings he has for my friend Trisha.

I told her, the only way for him to realise that he loves her, was for her to leave, and ignore him the way he ignores you, while wearing beautiful clothes that essentuates your pregnancy.

She has done what I said, but all it seems to be doing is driving him away from his kids.
'I so, have get my mind off that, she needs you, they all do. Just love them the way they are supposed to be loved.' I thought to myself as I hugged them fiercely.

"Hey, how about we go around the city, and gorge ourselves on icecream? I feel like Cookies 'n' Cream. How bout you?"

"Chocolate." Hicupped Ellayna.

"Triple Choc." Hicupped Jennifer.

"Neopolitan." Hicupped Trisha.

"Okay, bus or chauffer?"

"Chauffer." They all said, "but we can get out to get our icecream."

We went out, all of us dressed to kill. We all wore tights, mini-shorts, a tank top, and a cropped jacket, to give our expanding bellies room. As we got our orders, Trisha got a phone call, "Hello?" She paused, then her face dropped. "I know, I told you that I would be their soon, I just wanna have some time with my friends! ... Bella, Ellayna and Jenny, why? ... What gives you the right to check up on me? ... I am no longer your childrens nanny and you know that! ... No! You gave up all wrights to me and my children when you called me a whore! So leave me the fuck alone! You know I will be their for the kids, so back the fuck off!" She hung up and immediately she got a call back. "Hello? ... No Alejandro, you don't have any rights to check up on me, you aren't my husband, you aren't my boyfriend, you aren't even my employer, so leave me alone for a bit okay? ... I need time away from you and maybe find a guy who doesn't treat me as badly as you do! ... Yes I will, I told you I will, and I will! ... Yes, for the whole two weeks! ... Yes I do, and you don't need to know the address! ... Just leave me alone for an hour I deserve that don't I? ... Okay, see you when I see you." She hung up a second time and tears started to flow.

I put my arm around her shoulders and as soon as I did, the two others did as well. After Trisha settled herself down, we all let go of her and we all went to a table, only to be swamped with reporters. We spoke in a dialect that we created when we were all still very young. The reporters didn't know what to think of it.

We all ate our icecream then got ourselves a second helping to go where we went. We all dropped off Trisha at the private airstrip, not far from the palace and saw her off to her lovers' island, where she would collect the kids and come back home, she was six months and barely able to fly, because of her pregnancy, but then again so was all of us, Ellayna was six and a half months pregnant, and Jenny was five and a half months pregnant.

I sat in my seat as my feat were aching. I watched them all as they exchanged well wishes, then Trisha came over to me and said, "I will message all of you when I can."

I nodded and hugged her fiercely, "You be careful okay, let him think that you have a guy in mind and want to see how he is with the idea of helping you raise his children that you are having."

"But he'd get jealous." She said.

"That's the idea, when he asks you to marry him, tell him no, and leave. It would force him to find a way to get you to marry him. It should work, if not, tell him the truth. That you love him and you won't see him even when you have to share the custody of the kids if he keeps pushing you away like this. That should be a wake up call for him."

She smiled at me, but it was a kind of sad smile, like a smile to cover a great sadness. A sadness so very great that it makes the heart and soul ache with it.

I sighed and sent her a text message, 'u rememba 2 msg me wen u hav d tym. dont 4get babe, i am hea if u need me, we all r. luv u xx'

I got a message back, 'thanx babe, luv u 2, jst scared, i want him 2 luv me but i dont thnk he wil.'

'if he duznt, i will personali kick his ass 4 u ay?'

'lol, a princess cant get her hands dirty, bsydz i want 2 do dat myslf.'

'lol, ok, but if u need hlpaz, u got 3 on call. lol'

'lol, luv u 2.'

':-) ;-) luv u.'

'k, gotta turn off fone, msg u l8az.'

'k, luv u, take care.'

'u 2'

I laughed and it was the girls who asked me why I was laughing they thought that I was being insensitive, when I explained and showed them the text messages, they all laughed along with me, I think, they like myself, was picturing me, a medium height volumptuous lady in a punch up with a tall muscled man like Alejandro. I for one, had to run to the toilet before I completely wet myself in the back of the limousine. And the other two soon followed, we were all laughing even in the toilets, that many ladies asked what we were laughing so hard about, and all we would say was that it was a private joke.

By the time we got to the palace, we were in absolutely painful stitches, but we couldn't stop laughing, pretty soon after that we did stop laughing, but we started to cry instead, we wanted the best for her and we would fight to make sure that she does, like we would for each other. Like they did for me when Mahamed was saying shit to them to try and get information out of them, they stayed true to me and started to diss him instead. Saying that he lost something that was too good for him in the first place, me. For that I would always love them, as powerfully as I love my own family, and to a point even more than my family, because they understand me like no-one else does, like we are soul sisters, that's what we call ourselves, Soul-Sisters.


CHAPTER EIGHT:
The Kid's Day Out.


They settled into their own apartments as I got to mine, Mahamed gave me a guilt trip bad. I had to take the kids for the day, but I organised that we all will, Ellayna, Jenny and Trisha will take all the kids out; Tory, Katherine, Gregory and the two that Trisha has.
I called Ellayna and Jenny, but I sent a text to Trisha to get her to call or message back when she can. Ellayna and Jenny were on board, they even suggested that Garreth might like it if we took Vivian for the day. We brainstormed about all the places we could go. Movies? Maybe. Playground? Maybe not. Water park? Probably not. Hmm, Game's parlour? Most likely.
Tucker the little ones out then go and watch a movie. We all agreed on that and as we hung up I got a text from Trisha, 'i m on my way home now, he z jst pushn 2 hard n i dont want d kidz 2 c me cry. dey dnt need dat.'

'babe, we are goin out 2mro, wanna cum with? we takin all d kids to a games place and gonna ctch a movie afta dat. u gonna cum?'

'my two allowd?'

'4 sure! i am calln garreth 2 c if he wil let
us take is dorta 4 d day.'

'ok, gotta leave him b, or he gonna lose me 4 good :-( i luv hm 2 mch 4 dat 2 hapn.'

'i kno wat u mean, c u soon, u gonna stay @ ur new home? aka d apartmnt? lol'

'4 sure, gotta get on d plane again, c u soon.'

'c u.'

I sighed as I put my phone down, only to pick it up again and call Garreth. Sofia answered,
"Hello Princess what can I do for you?"

"Is Garreth their?"

"Yes he is, he's just changing Vivian's nappy, can I ask why you want to speak with him?"

"Can you just ask him if he would like us to take Vivian for the day tomorrow?"

"Okay." I heard foot steps them muffled voices and then Sofia answered again, "Yes, he would like that very much. We both will." I could almost hear the blush in her voice as she said that.

"Okay, I will call you two tomorrow and see what time we will be leaving. Okay?"

"Okay then, talk to you tomorrow."

We hung up then I called Mahamed to me only to be told that he left to get something. I shrugged and went to tell the kids. They absolutely loved the idea, but Tory and Katherine didn't like that they had to sit in a pram, well, until I told them how much walking around we'd have been doing. I knew that they would get seriously knackered after the day was out. I packed all the things that we would need for the day, not much, just the prams, towels, a charge of clothes, bathers, just in case, and a bit of food and drink. As I was finishing up the packing Ellayna and Jenny walked into the room and asked "What is all this for?"

"Just packing for tomorrow, now, we gonna have to see who is gonna push what pram. I got Gregory and Vivian in the side-by-side double pram. Now who is going to push the pram with Katherine in and who is going to push the pram with Tory in?"

"I want to push Katherine in the pram." Ellayna said.

"I will push Tory in the pram." Tory said.

"Okay, that's settled then, now all we have to do is check who gats what pram."

Katherine put her teddy, 'Mr Shnuggle-Bug' in her pram seat. Tory put her teddy, 'Miss Gloria' in her pram seat. "Well, I guess that's sorted." I laughed.

Now all we had to do was wait for the next day to arrive. I laid on my bed beside Mahamed, only to fall asleep. The next morning, I awoke with a start, Vivian was just set on the floor near the couch and was looking at her father and mother leave. She was starting to pull a face to start crying when I picked her up and gave her a biscuit. She munched away on the biscuit in her hand, and forgot completely about her parents leaving.

I dressed the kids and told Tory and Katherine to get into their prams. I put Vivian in the pram with Gregory and they started to play with the toys that were attached to the pram. I just finished strapping them in when Casey let in Trisha, pushiing a double pram much like my own into the door. The children that called her 'Mummy' were absolutely gorgeous. Tanned skin, thick black hair and Chocolate coloured eyes surrounded by long, thick, black lashes.

When Trisha introduced us to them as their aunties, they smiled politely at us, but they were as shy as angels. I smiled at them and squatted down in front of them, "Would you like to have icecream today?" I asked them. Their eyes lit up, but they only nodded meakly.

I nodded and it was as I got up, that I got a cramp in my back. The girls started freaking out, thinking that I might start going into labour at any time. I assured them that their was no rush, that I wasn't going into labour at this point in time. They had to reassured for a bit, before they actually believed me. We excited the apartment and we walked out of the palace via a secret exit that was invisible to many but those who knew it was there. We went through the secret entrance one by one and we did it in a hurry.

I walked in front of them to the bus stop that we were to use and we all waited for the bus, I was asked if I was the princess, all I said was that I'm her look alike, no one special. The girls laughed at me, but offered to have a picture taken with the people who wanted one.
They all lined up and by the time that the last person was gazing at their pictures, the bus came to pick us up. The girls walked in front of me as I paid for four adults, and two children.

We were just able to fit all the prams into the two designated places for them to go. We got off at our stop and walked to the games parlour where we paid to play a few games on a card that we all used, Trisha's two were off wanting to play this and that, smae with Katherine and Tory.

We all took turns to play games and watch the kids. By the time that we were finished their, the kids wanted icecream. I walked them out and led them all to the icecream parlour that I absolutely love. The big boss, plaid the songs I liked over the speakers and gave, us extra scoops for free. It was as we all listerned to "Bring it on" by Daddy Yankee featuring Akon.

As I sat and licked my icecream, my usual, a cookies and cream triple scoop. I saw a flash on the corner of my eye, and it was as I looked in that direction that I realised that I had a camera practically in my face. Before we left, we put a sheet over the fronts of the prams and then set off. I pushed my pram with one hand while with my other one, I put the music on my phone and turned it up as loud as it would go, trying to drowned out the sounds of voices that asked questions, one after another after another. We walked to the cinemas and walked up to the front counter, I asked when our movie would start and they said that it was about to start. The Cinema staff, had their hands full with keeping the journalists out of cinema four, the one that I booked out, and bought all the seats.

After we were finished watching the movie, and walked out of the cinema only to have the flashes start all over again. The kids were asleep, thank god, and we all had sheets over the front of the prams, so that the jounalists and photographers could see feet and legs, no faces.The kids slept as we were forced to hurry up, we didn't want the hoo-har of being famous.

We all caught a bus, a few photographers and journalists joined us on th bus, which made everyone on the bus stare at us as they kept asking questions and taking photos, that they tried to get of the kids. We slapped the hands of the photographers that were getting bold enough to try and lift the sheets so they could get a picture of the kids.

They kept it up and one almost got a pic of
Tory at one point that told us we had to keep on out toes. We got off in front of the palace and walked to the guard-house that was their, they let us in, no worries. Then they held back the people that followed us.

When we were inside, we collapsed onto the couches and sighed that was too freaking close, they almost got pictures of the kids. If they did, then we would have kidnapping attempts that would leave us all having to hire guards for the children that would make it awkward for them.


CHAPTER NINE:
Security Precautions.


FUCK! I think he DID get a photo of Tory! I called the security in the palace to set up guards in the Johnson family home and to have escorts everywhere. I even made sure to have the kids school on watch, all the children would be looked after. They didn't complain, after all, I did offer to pay them a few hundred extra for the duration of their work.

I sighed and went to put the kids to bed, after all, we had dinner out. And the kids needed the sleep. I did to! That, and I had to check the tabloids the next morning, to see if the published the photo that I think was taken.

It was the front page, "The Princess's Love Child?" I sighed heavily and when Mahamed came over to me to see why I was sighing as heavily as I was, all I had to do was hand him the paper. And he almost blew up when he saw it!

I had to calm him down by distracting him, which turned into have our morning in bed! And OH! IT WAS FANTASTIC!

I smiled slightly after that. As well as blushed profusely when I received knowing looks from every one. They made me feel so SHAME! SO FREAKING EMBARASSED!

I was walking the kids to school. Little man was at home with Cassie and her hubby. I had a journalist get up in my face as they tried to ask questions, but as soon as they were in class, I made sure that all the class rooms had their blinds up, so that no-one could see the kids. I even offered to help pay for the electricity until the kids were ready to reveal their faces to the world.

I walked away from the school yard, my heart heavy. I could have potentially endangered their childhoods, and it would kill me if I did! As if he knew, I got a call from my very handsome man and answered my mobile. "Hey babe."

"Are you alright? I just got this feeling out of nowhere, like I needed to give you a call. Are you sure your alright?"

"Can we talk about it when I get home, I don't want people to know what I'm saying okay babe?"

"Yeah! I love you! I will be home later, I forgot I had a freaking meeting with business associates in the city!" I giggled. I couldn't help it. He growled through the phine and I had to fight back a moan!

But I thing he heard me, because he practically purred through the phone. "When I get home, I will have you so hard and deep!"

I moaned, as I got into my car! I shut the door and locked it, and spoke, huskily, "You can have me any way you want me big boy, just as long as I get to have my way with you sometime!"

He groaned, "You can have me any time you want me baby!" He purred. "Over the phone, in the kitchen, on the lounge, in the bathroom. Anywhere, anytime baby!"

"Baby! Hurry up! You got me wanting you so badly now!" I moaned breathlessly.

"On it now! See you soon baby okay?!" He said to me, his voice rumbling at its bass level. His voice only ever went that low when he was needing me BAD!

I moaned in need as I hung up my phone again. I really needed to get home!

I flew home, without breaking the speed limit. Even if I did, I would have the fine paid in just a simple phone call in length, no more than a minute or two. OMFG! I was so very needy at the moment and only my other half can cure me *!!WINK!!WINK!!*

When I get home, the butler comes to tell me that tmy grandfather is in the hospital. They became worried about his health, so they rushed him to the hospital.

I call Mahamed and tell him what happened. He told me that he would meet me at the hospital. I was greeted by the sight of journalists flocking about at the front, milling around, trying to get the one photo that would be the jack-pot picture. I walked by them, but I got blocked.

Mahamed wrapped his arms around me and said to the cameras that I was going to check on a family member and that I didn't need the stress of them swooping about like vultures. But, being the diplomatic Prince that he is, he said it in the nicest way possible to say that.

We left them and when we walked into the hospital room that had my grand-father, the King. I looked at him and that was when the realisation hit me, he might not pull through this time. If so, his wife, my grand-mother, wouldn't be able to live with the loss. They were soul-mates, and the loss alone would kill them.

I cried, I felt myself being hugged by three people. I look up and see, Mum, Mahamed, and Nan. If anything happened to my grand-parents, I had to step up to the plate and take on the role of Queen.

You might be thinking, what happened to people that should be preceeding before myself, well, that's simple. They all died in a plane crash, Mum was to heavily pregnant with me to get on the plane, and look how lucky she is? She lived, while the others died, and she had me!

We staid for as long as the visiting hours, lasted, and we had a tough time on our hands to get my grand-mother to go home for a few hours, just to make it look as if the King was just in bed, due to a doctor's advice.

She went back as soon as she could without raising suspicions, and she did so in a disguise so that the journalists wouldn't be able to recognise her so easily.

The next day, we had the joyous news that we could take our King home, but the joy was short lived, for sadness was close on it's tail.


CHAPTER TEN:
A Day Of Great Joy And Great Sorrow.


We were notified that he came home to died peacefully, in an environment that he feels comfortable in. The Family home. I made him a deal. I would take over the role of Queen, if he could hold out long enough to see the birth of his great-grand-children, mine.

We decided to push the wedding up, Mahamed's parents agreed, after all, they saw how the loss would devistate, not just the family, but the whole country.

We announced the news to the country on a conference that my grand-mother had organised. With the news of great sorrow, came the news of great joy!

Seeing as the wedding was already planned and the stuff done, we pushed the date up. And to say that we were almost deafened by the din that the crowd had erupted with, was an understatement of the MEGA kind! *Giggles*

I smiled at the crowd of followers in front of me, but I was crying on the inside. I was sad, happy, worried, and stragely excited.

I was to become a QUEEN! But at the price of losing two loved ones. My grand-parents.
I was scared. I was to become a wife, and weeks after that, a Queen. My life seemed to be on fast-foward at the moment.

After the announcements, the palace was a flurry of activity, almost like as if it were a hive of bees. I was approached by my Head Councilman, Mr. Keith Geraldton and his traitor trophy wife, Vivian Olivia Geraldton, AKA Vivian Olivia Grace, AKA The BIGGEST TWO-FACED TRAITOR GOING!

You may be wonder why I called her that? Well, we were friends at one point, along with Ellayna, Jennifer and Trisha. But she was engaged to my Head Councilman before she CHOSE to betray my trust.

She went to her mother's friend and told her who I was, my full title, Her Royal Highness, Princess Elizabella Serena Grace Jacobson-Lu'beck. She told me, that she was drunk and shit. But when I chatted with the journalist that covered my story. She told me the truth, on the grounds that if she did, I would give her an exclusive interview. The Harpy fulfilled her end of the bargain and then it was time to fulfill mine, and I did, I just told her the truth, and said over a live television show, that Vivian Olivia Grace is a traitor, DO NOT TRUST HER WITH ANY TYPE OF SECRETS!

Vivian Olivia Grace was so very mortified and she went to the press, say shit like, I made that stuff up! We battled it out in public for months before she was married, and the Tart thought it would be funny if she trashed my room, and "borrowed" one of my ball gowns for a formal.

Guess how I found out she did that? She was at one of MY formal occasions, and the dumb-ass, that she is, she didn't think that I would be their. HELLO! IT WAS A PARTY TO CELEBRATE MY 18TH! How could I not go?

I wanted to slap her across the face SO badly! I just went to my room, grabbed my empty garment bag and called the police. They arrested her in front of everyone, even her husband. And she lied to everyone to their face, even her husband.

I put a restraining order on her, and because of that, her husband, Keith Geraldton, he NEVER came near me to speak politics, after all, I could have his "beautiful pregnant wife" (Note the sarcasm) and have her escorted off the land.

I knew for a fact that my cousin was his wife's baby's daddy! How do I know? He told me! And Keith Geraldton told my grand-parents her due date. I did the math and it lined up perfectly! She was easy! And she will always be! Remember that saying; Once a tart, always a tart?!

I just had to figure out a way to break the news to him. What the hell! I thought evilly. At birth, the baby will have a 50/50 chance of being born looking like my cousin, on my mother's side, and Keith Geraldton. I just hope she gets caught in the lie!

You see, my cousin had VERY distinct features, jet-black hair, and ice-blue eyes. Whereas, Keith Geraldton, had blonde hair and emerald-green eyes.

I Just had to wait and see, you see, all the women in her family have week genes, the man's genes are stronger, that is why, each and every generation in her family they look like their fathers. I couldn't wait to see if she was lying or not!

I still had to fly fly over to Australia and see the family. And I hated one member of my family in particular, Leonie Katherine Jacobson. She is two-faced to say the least. She would tell me she loves me to get a MASSIVE party in my Mansion, my home in Australia! She would use MY limousines and say that they were hers, just because after the news got out of who I was, I had my family, close family, set
up in a mansion next door to mine.

Leonie in particular, is a suck-up. She sucks up to me so she could have a party at my place. I let her, but I tell her, she has to clean up after herself, but being as lazy as she is, she bullies my staff into doing it.

I had to fly out the next day, but I was dreading when Leonie meets Mahamed, she would be like, wearing clothes that don't exist. But I had to do this, because if I didn't I would be like, branded a BITCH in the family, for not handing the wedding invitations out, for the private party after the wedding.

I was dreading tomorrow! I packed lightly, after all, I did have clothes over at my home in Australia. I just had to pluck up the courage to walk onto the actual plane.


CHAPTER ELEVEN:
Meeting Leonie And An Epiphany.


We, Mahamed and I awoke early, and we were on the plane in no time at all. I rubbed my large belly as I fell asleep once again.

I was woken up by Mahamed and he told me that we had landed. We walked on the tarmack to get to the awaiting Hummer stretch. I rode in STYLE! *Giggles*

We were taken to my home and it was their that I was greeted with the most obnoxious sight! Leonie was "taken" now, and it was when Mahamed and I got out that she threw her guy aside and began hitting on mine!

"Leonie, get the hell away from my fiance! If you don't, don't be expecting an all expences paid trip, in the Royal Private Jet, and accommidation at the Royal Palace." She perked
up at the word 'ROYAL'!

She is a spot-light SLUT! She always has to be the centre of attention, if she isn't she would do something or say something that would put her at the centre!

I went inside and unpacked. I walked out to see Leonie, hanging off of Mahamed's arm, as if she belonged their. "What are you doing Leonie?" I ask her.

She even has the nerve to say, "I didn't do anything! He was flirting with me!" While still oldin onto his arm.

Mahamed saw my temper flair up and he smiled, which makes my temper flair into higher levels. "Believe me Leonie, I come from a family that stay loyal, to the spouce that they love. Take my parents for example, they LOVE one another and they still have an exclusive relationship. Even after the years they were together. FIDELITY at it's finest!" He says to her.

My body froze into place. Did I hear what I think I heard? But then Leonie had to say the bitchiest thing ever! "I heard you were marrying her so that her babies aren't born bastards. I also heard that she gave herself to you so that she could land herself the best husband she could." Then she mumbled, "The slut."

I was on her a quick as a rocket. But I was pulled off of her before I threw my first punch. Mahamed held me and said into my ear, "Think of the babies, sweetheart. They might get hurt if you get into a fight now." My body relaxed, and it was then that I realised something. Somewhere along the line, I fell head over heels in love with him!

With the realisation, I felt awash with LOVE! For him! For our Children and for our families. When that happened, with mine and Mahamed's Hands were on my belly, and the children moved inside me. As if to say, that I was on the right path.

Out of nowhere, I began to cry. Mahamed turned me around and hugged me tederly, as if he would never let me go. Later that night, he cuddled, me in bed as I fell into a deep sleep. And I remember my last thought being that I was the luckiest girl in the world. Mahamed didn't have to tell me he loved me, I could feel it in his hugs, his kisses, and his presence.

I fell into a dream full of love, hope and plenty of kids, with a few still on the way!


CHAPTER TWELVE:
Gone Too Far!


The next morning Leonie approached me, wanting the usual. I told you earlier that I baught a mansion for the immediate family for security's sake. But what I didn't tell you was that Nanna Flow, Mum's Mum, was the matriarch of the mansion, in other words, the queen of the mansion, so to speak. It was Nanna Flow that said that their would be NO parties for Leonie, only family get togethers.

It was because of that, that Leonie asks me to have parties at my place. I let her, but I have a feeling that this would be the last time. Don't ask me how, but I had a feeling that this would be the last time! As usual, I put all the valuables into a stoage shed that I had on the
grounds.

I locked it up tight and then went back inside.
I was the only one who had a key, and because I had many couples in my employ, my employees, maids, butler, chefs and such, were able to lock their door with a key. As I did.

But because I was in such a hurry to be out of the house, I forgot to lock it. When I came home, the party was in full-swing. I went to my bedroom, only to find Leonie, enjoying a procreative way to expand the numbers of earth's populations. I video recorded them in the act so that if I were asked why she was banned from my home, they would be able to see for themselves the reason why.

I dragged her out of my room, BUTT NAKED, while Mahamed did the same to her lover-boy. I called Miles, my head Butler and asked him to take vidoes of everyone and say, where they were and what they were doing.

He started with Leonie and her lover, who were both butt naked! He went through my home and, using the 'skeleton key', hey opened all the doors and checked inside.

All of my guest bedrooms were occupied and all of ocupants were doing exactly the same as Leonie and her lover. Miles got into fights, where I asked them for their names and addresses. I kicked them all out after I downloaded the videos, and put them on DVDs so that my guests, who I knew were coming, were gonna watch.

I went frame by frame and chose the clearest frame to print and post the the front door, to notify my employees who they can't let in. I kicked out all the people having sex and kept their clothes, they had to find their own way home, they weren't going to use anything of mine, no limosines, no cars. NOTHING!

After that night, she was FURIOUS with me! But seeing as I had the upper hand in status, and lets face it, the only thing that could trump a princess, was a queen. BUT! I was gonna be that in a few weeks tima anyways.

I didn't pick up the phone when she wanted to call, but that night, we, Mahamed and I staid in a five-star hotel so that I could have the mattresses replaced. I can't slepp in a bed, knowing my cousin 'broke' it in before I did! I owned the bloody THING!

I know I am being kinda dramatic, but what would you do? Huh? What would you do if you seen your COUSIN 'breaking in' your brand new mattress, when it was for you and your other half?! If you could, you would have replaced it wouldn't you?

Leonie pretty much dragged Nanna Flow over to my place, a few days later, on the basis that she was being 'unfairly' treated.

"Nanna Flow! Why are you here?" I said as she walked in, but it was when I saw Leonie standing behind her, looking somewhat smug! She thought I didn't have hard evidence of her 'doing it' on my BED! She is SO gonna find out! "What is she doing here?!" I said, my anger flaring. Mahamed walked up behind me and began
to massage my shoulders.

"Why did you ban Leonie from here for the rest of her life?" She said sharply.

I flinched slightly. "Because I walked in on her and her man having SEX on my brand new BED!"

"But Nanna Flow! You know I would never do that until I am ready! You know that!"

"Well, it looks like you were ready and willing when you sullied my fiance's bed as you did, without a thought of her!" Roared Mahamed.

I placed my hands on his as he was about to take a step to her. He stopped. "Do you have proof?" Asked Nanna Flow.

I nodded, then went to my room, baught out my DVD videos' case and took out the one labeled LEONIE. I gave it to Mahamed, who did the rest and on the screan popped a full picture, full sound and full colour. Nanna Flow was fuming after she watched that! She grabbed Leonie by the hair and jinxed her. "I hope you fall pregnant! Because if you do, you will NOT be living with ME! You purposefully had sex on her virgin bed and you degrade yourself for what?! A quickie?!" Nanna Flow's body was trembling in a rage so tightly controlled that I knew if I did anything wrong I would be on the receiving end of the rage that brewed away in her body. I seen it happen before, and the poor lady didn't know what happened to her.


CHAPTER THIRTEEN:
Jinxed.


I was back at the palace, we flew back a few days ago, and I was laying! I couldn't take the kids with me because their might have been disputes and I knew that if Leonie caught wind of it, she would have told the press and make me out as a kidnapper. She would do it too, because she just found out that her monthly flow was late, and a pregnancy test late, she found out she was gonna be a mum!

YAY NANNA FLOW! *Giggles*

LEONIE DESERVES THAT! Don't you agree with me? *Giggles*

I had already un-invited her to my wedding, but Nanna Flow asked me to reconcider that.

"Why would you want me to reconcider the uninvite?" I asked Nanna Flow.

"Because I want to keep an eye on her, and how could I do that, if she was in Autsralia, while I am at your wedding?"

I gave her that, but I told her that I had to think about it.

It was two months later, and two weeks before my wedding, and I was about to drop! Like, I could go into labour any day now! I thought, being in a forgiving mood, I called Nanna Flow and said to get her packed up, Nanna Flow and Leonie along with a few others, were coming over ealier than the rest so that they could help me.

Before we knew it, everyone was here for our wedding, and it was the night before! HEN'S NIGHT! BUCK'S NIGHT! *Giggles*

I wonder what the girls have planned for me?! *Giggles*


CHAPTER FOURTEEN:
Last Night Of Being "Single".


MAHAMED'S POV

I was dressed and ready to go to my Buck's Night. I honestly don't know how I was talked into having one.

WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING?! My woman! Elizabella told me to go and have some fun, just not too much! But let me ask you something okay?!

How can I even look at another woman when th ONE woman that I LOVE is at home, waiting for me? Answer me that!

You may be thinking, 'when the hell did I fall in love with her?!' Well, let me start at the beginning okay?

That night, the first night I saw her, all dressed up, and done all out, as a dominatrix, I had to have! That night, when we were having sex, we were so caught up in the moment, in the pleasure, that we didn't feel it happen! We didn't feel the snap of the condom, the one thing protecting us from unwanted pregnancy.
After that day, she was always in my mind. I always wondered if she fell pregnant.

One night, the night that she called me, I was at a meeting. When I called her back, I was angry, the meeting wasn't going the way I hoped that it would! I ended up snapping at her. I didn't mean to, I just did.

She hung up on me. When I called her back, the call rang out, and I ended up getting her voice-mail. I disconnected the call, and texted her, 'wat d fuk dd u do d@ 4?' Even that text went unanswered.

For weeks after that, I would call her, text her, but those as well, went unanswered. When I finally got her to text me, talk to me, she would always hold something back from me. She wouldn't tell me the specifics, even as my gut, my instincts, told me that she was holding back something big from me. But when I would try and get her to tell me, she would just not talk to me for a while.

It was that way, until, unexpectedly, our rival, the Royal Family we were feuding with my family; my parents, myself, as well as my brother, his wife and children, an official invitation to celebrate the 21st anniverisary of the their grand-daughter's birth.

Their grand-daughter's name and title, was, Her Royal Highness, Princess Elizabella Serena Grace Jacobson-Lu'beck, which rang a bell in the back of my mind.

As a show of good-will, that their willingness to create a treuce, if we were to come, there would be a whole entire wing of their Royal Palace that would be set aside for ouselves alone. If anything, that alone got our attention.Why would they become so very nice ot our family after our years of feuding?

We were all curious to say the least. We all wanted to see the reason why they would put aside the feud so easily, when they all seemed so very eager to keep the feud going. So, the vote was unanimous. We were all going to go and see reason behind the temporary treuce from out family feud.

When, I got their, I texted Bella. She actually answered the text!

ME - 'wher u @?'

HER - 'jst hedn down 2 my 21st birthday party
y?'

ME - 'we need 2 talk about us.'

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

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

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

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

HER - 'wateva.'

ME - 'we hav 2 tlk.'

HER - 'l8az'

But it was when I saw her glide down the stairs, her breasts, larger than they were the last time I saw her, all those months ago,and her stomach swollen with new life.

As she walked down the last stairs, her legs seemed to have just about buckled on her. I was just lucky, and kinda happy to be the one that caught her. "You never told me you were pregnant." I growled into her ear as I carried her to her 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." She said acidly. I flinched on the inside. I set her down on her throne and she smiled politely to me as she said, "Thank you."

He smiled back. She frowned at me, all I did was smile at her sweetly.

When I saw her sitting their in all her pregnant glory, my legs felt as if they were no longer made out of flesh and bome, but of jelly. I sat down, I was grinning like a fool,but then I thought, 'Why am I smiling like a fool? The child might not even be mine!' The smile slipped from my face.

'But you care to know if you are the one who got her pregnant in the first place, do you not? You dream that she would carry and birth your children into the world, is that not correct?' A little voice inside my head said to me.

It was, and still is true! I want her to have my children, and only my children.

As the night wore on, I had a chat with both of my parents, and Elizabella's mother and grand-parents. We all wanted what was best for the children that Elizabella carried in her womb.
It was finalised that we were to marry, but I wanted to know if the children were my own. We finished up our chat, and it was her mother that went over to her to tell her what we discussed.

Thinking back on in, I started to develop feelings for her bacj then, but it was when her doctor, my doctor, and another doctor proved, beyond a reasonable doubt, that the children she carried, was my own. It was at that point in that that I realised that I loved her.

From that day forward, my love for her grew. After all, how could I not love her?She was the mother of my children. Well, of those still to be greeted into this world. She is going to become my wife tomorrow, and you know what? I am going to make DAMN sure that she shall stay my wife, for the rest of our lives.

I love her, and I think, I always will. And let me tell you something else. If she was to die before me, I truly think that I wouldn't be able to survive the loss. If I did, survive the loss I mean! I would NEVER take a wife again! Of that I am VERY SURE!

She will be, and shall always be, my one and only love. Don't get me wrong! I would always love my parents, my brother, his family, and all my close friends. But I would love my children more.

Because, I know for a fact, that if I wer to lose Elizabella, our children would be the only living link to her that I would have left. And I will love them until the day that I take my final breath, and my heart ceases to beat no more. Silenced, for the rest of time.

"We have reached our destination, OH-HUSBAND-TO-BE!" Malik's voice drew me out of my thoughts.

I looked around for the first time. THE OASIS TROPICANA, a high end strip-joint, for the rich and famous. "I told you! No strip-joints!" I said as I got out of the car.

"NO!" Malik said, as he got out as well. "You said no strippers! So lets GO!" Malik, grabbed ahold of my shoulders, from behind me, and pushed me into the strip-joint.

"Okay!" I groaned. "But I am not having sex though!" But my comment seemed to have fallen on deaf ears. Malik had set hi eyes on a super-thin, big-breasted, blonde. In other words, a bimbo! Or a Barbie-Doll wannabe.

BONNEESHA'S POV (AKA Li'l Red Ridin' Hood)

I sighed as I put on my 'uniform'and belive me! I use the word 'uniform' very loosly. You may be wondering why I use that term vary loosely, that's because I am a stripper!

I don't work in one of those "seedy" type stri-joints, but a high end one, it's called THE OASIS TROPICANA.

I went out on stage, and I immediately saw two very handsome men, one looked uninterested, and the other one watched me avidly, eagerly. It was the avid one that tipped me VERY WELL INDEED!

Bit it was as I got off work that I was approached by the eager man, who tipped me very well! I sighed inwardly and thought, 'Time for the air-head act again!'

MALIK'S POV

I watched Li'l Red Ridin' Hood as she danced around, holding onto the pole. My eyes focusing on her face, breasts and bum.

'Man I want her!' I thought to myself.

I had Mahamed wait in the car with the driver so I could ask her if she would be my date to
Mahamed's wedding.

She was like, such an air-head. Her bady is way too thin but ... DAYUM! Her brests and bum make up for it!

she said, " Yeah. Why not? I don't have anything else planned for tomorrow." Then she gave me a smile that made me want her so very badly!

Finally, Mahamed and I were taken back to our hotel room. We let the ladie have the palace, after all, they have more to do on the actual wedding day. That, and the fact that we were raised right.

My mother was coming to the wedding as well, because Mahamed knows how much she means to me. But the bad news is that my biological father would be attending the wedding as well.

My father is a piece of shit as far as I am concerned! He got my mother drunk, and knocked her up, just because she said no to him! She didn't want to be called a home-wrecker. She isn't by the way! She had, and still does have morals!

I needed sleep, so I calmed myself down and sleep slowly came over me. The last thought I had, was that tomorrow was going to be an interesting day! To say the very least!

ELIZABELLA'S POV

OH! MY! GOD! They NEVER listen to me! I specifically said, NO STRIPPERS! NO STRIP-JOINTS!

But they never listen to me! They had a stripper dance for me!

'Don't worry girls! I am gonna have my revenge tomorrow! But if I can help it, I will make it as happy for you as I can!' I thought to myself.

I wore clothes that was both comfortable and sex, the girls even put a feather boa and a tiara on me, so that the stripper knew who was the wife-to-be.

I sighed to myself as the stripper stripped to nothing! 'Mahamed is so much sexier!' I thought to myself.

I sat back, my stomach flipping inside me. From that, I felt that tomorrow was gonna be a day of MANY DRAMAS!

Out of the blue, out of nowhere, I am hit with a realisation! I AM GOON BE MARRIED TOMORROW! I WILL BE MY LOVE'S WIFE!

I started to freak out, on the quiet of course. But Ellayna, Jennifer and Trisha knew that.But as I freaked out, I became SO VERY HAPPY!

I was never gonna leave my man! Not if I can help it!


CHAPTER FIFTEEN
THE WEDDING!


ELIZABELLA'S POV

I was woken up very early, when it was still kinda cold out, so that I could have myself ready for my wedding. After all, I don't wanna be late to my own wedding don't I? Especially if it's to my love!

As people swarmed around me, I was napping on and off again, for the duration of my 'dressing'. It encompasses EVERYTHING! make-up, dressing, hair, etc.

I had to walk down the isle with no-one, all by my lonesome, because my biological father was dead, and the only man that is in my family that I knew I was closest to, was very ill!
I cleared my eyes, making sure that I didn't smudge my make-up as I did so. Today was fortears of happiness, not tears of sadness.

I became giddy with happiness, as I realised something. I couldn't wait until I was FINALLY married to the love of my life! MAHAMED!

MAHAMED'S POV

I was ready quite early in comparison to the beginning of the actual wedding. Whenever I ever thought of the word "wedding", I would start to begin like a fool. I was going to marry her, the love of my life and the mother of my children.

I was head over heels in love! And I wouldn't change anything for all the money in the world.
I was starting to get nervous, a bit anyways, and I asked Malik if he had the rings.

MALIK'S POV

Mahamed asked me, like, the twentieth time, if I had the wedding rings. I nodded and showed the boxes to him. They had the rings in them.
I received a message from Bonnee, and when I saw the text, it said, "U like?" and along with it, came a picture that turned me on! To say the freaking least!

Her dress bordered on indecent, but it was HOT! She looked so freaking HOT that I was wanting her more than I already did. I sighed. Bonnee was going to meet us at the wedding venue before the time it was supposed to start.

LEONIE'S POV

Nanna Flow and I came early, she wanted to see the bride before the wedding, but she did see Elizabella. She had her friend sicked on me.
I growled under my breath, Matthew, my baby's daddy, bailed on me as soon as he found out I was pregnant. After all, karma is a bitch.What goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down.

I didn't realise that I was crying until I felt something tickle my chin, I scartched in tickle, and my fingers came back wet. I went to the toilet with Nanna Flow's friend following me all the way, she even came into the bathroom, but not into the cubicle.

I cried, but it was as I finished up, that I realised something. I was supposed to be good from now on, how would I be able to live with myself if I raised disrespectful children? I was raised right and look at what happened to me?

I disrespected my cousin, had sex on her bed and look where I am now? Two and a half months pregnant. I laughed darkly. 'I deserve this!' I thought to myself.

I went back out to the wedding, after I tidied up my make-up, belive it or not, it was just about to start, I sat next to Nanna Flow, and watched the wedding begins. But something draws my eyes. I look and all I see is a VERY HANDSOME MAN next to Mahamed.

I watched him all through the wedding, but I glared as a Blonde BIMBO walks up to him and is like, all over him!

'Wait! Am I actually JEALOUS?!' I was shocked when I realised I was, but I didn't realise that he had looked my way. I looked away, embarrassed!

MALIK'S POV

I looked up when I felt eyes on me, I scanned the crowd, and my eyes settled on the sweetest looking face that you could imagine. The one word that came to mind, is ANGEL.

To me, she looked like one anyways.

When she relised I was looking, her cheeks turned an attractive rosey colour, bringing a smile to my face, without me knowing.

I looked at Bonnee, on my arm, and she's glaring at me. WHAT THE HELL?!

VANE'S POV (The Doctor That Is At The Wedding
If Elizabella Goes Into Labour.)

I watched as she attached herself to some man, and my eyes followed his as they lingered on a young lady. I must admit, she was pretty, but MY SWEET was so much more beautiful!

I watched her, like a wolf watches his prey. I chuckled darkly to myself as I though that.

BONNEESHA'S POV

I glared at him, then at her. HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE WITH ME!

I frowned slightly as I looked around to search for the eyes I felt on me. My eyes finally settled on the best looking man I have EVER SEEN!

He is like, by the looks of it, a few inches over six foot tall, with a purely MALE build! Wide chest, narrow hips, and looks to die for! I can't make out the exact facial features from this distance, but I can tell that he was HOT!
SMOKING HOT!

VANE'S POV

My body shuddered and drew in a breath as her scent wafted my way. Her scent made my inner beast shudder with lust and possessiveness.

MALIK'S POV

I smiled at my mother as she came up to me. I hugged her close to me, but I saw HIM come over to me. My Jack-ass father! The ASS-WIPE!

It was his wife! My step-mother that did the first thing! She slapped my mother across the face. "You worthless SL*T! How could you go to and have my HUSBAND'S baby?! YOU HOME-WRECKING WHORE!"

"Now wait a minute!" I yelled and shoved her away from my mother. "You have NO RIGHT! WHAT SO EVER! TO JUDGE HER! You don't know the whole truth of the matter you short-sighted HAG!"

She looked at me shocked! Then my father said to me. "You have NO RIGHT to call your step-mother that!"

"She isn't the one who raised me and you gave up the right to be called FATHER when you pretty much RAPED my mother! You got her drunk and had sex with her when she wasn't sober! You knew if she was sober she would turn you down because YOU were a MARRIED man!"

I was FURIOUS! How dare they call my MOTHER such a thing! When she was the one that raised me right! She worked her fingers to the bone to keep food on the table, clothes on our backs and a roof over our heads!

I was positively FUMING!

ELIZABELLA'S POV

I watched and held onto Mahamed's arm, trying to keep myself standing, even as pain wracked my body. He held on to me, and he knew about the pain I was going through. Because when the pain came, my nails would dig into his arm deeper that the last time, to the point of drawing blood!

Mahamed had just about had enough! He SHOUTED! "QUIET!" Everyone fell silent. He turned to Malik's biological father. "Michelle Shade, Malik's mother, is telling the truth! If you want to know the truth now! I would send the tape to ALL the television news stations! And I will make DAMN sure that it gets the best SLOT!" They looked at him, shocked beyond reason. "And because you assaulted my best friend's mother..." He looked at Mahina, Malik's step-mother and Malik Snr, talking to her in particular. "...The both of you will not joining our close friends and family at the birth of our children."

He hugged me as I grimaced in pain. Mahamed picked me up, and started to walk us out then stopped and looked back at all the people, "You don't mind if we reincheck the reception?" smiles were on the faces, and their was a roar of sound! But the message was understood. 'Take all the time you need!'

The doctor I had at the wedding, to oversee it, if I were to go into labour and thank christ mum told me to organise it!

When we got to the hospital, the doctor informed us that I was ready to go straight to the birthing suite that was waiting for the celebrities and such. Thinking back on it, I was getting little pains, just they didn't come all that regularly, or, at least, I don't think they did.

OH GOD! NOW I HAD TO PUSH! I growned and pushed for all I was worth, as Mahamed sat at my side and took the attacks I sent his way, after all, it was his "LITTLE SWIMMERS" that got me pregnant in the first place.


CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Good News, Bad News.


I was sweating and swearing so bad, my mouth would have made a sailor blush!

I had my first and I was onto my second! Mahamed never once left my side, and believe me! His eyes never went south of my waist! The first time he looked that way, he PASSED OUT! I would have laughed myself silly, but I was half way through the first birth to laugh at all.

Mahamed staid at my side. I was done with number two, FINALLY! And I was witing for the after-birth, but I went back into LABOUR!
Six hours later, I was officially a mother of quadruplets! OMFG! I was NOT expecting that! Neither was Mahamed, but he was glowing with pride as watched the children, and he looked at me with awe and love.

I smiled, but I was nodding off! "Sleep my love! You need it! You gave me four beautiful children! Two daughters, two sons. I LOVE YOU BABY!" I smiled! And boy! DID HE SMILE!

He leaned in and gave me a kiss. "I think I should sleep! The babies birth just tired me out!" I chuckled tiredly.

He chuckled. He gave me another kiss and I nodded off soon after.

I was awoken by the sound of the kids crying. Mahamed was with me for the whole duration of my stay in the hospital. When we left we were ambushed by the paparazzi. They tried to get looks into the four capsules that contained our precious cargo.

We finally named them. On the second day or our stay in the hospital.

Mahamed carried two capsules, the ones holding MaryAnne Katherine Alicie Olivia Jacobson-Lu'beck-Abdul and Georgio Harry Mahamed Paolo Jacobson-Lu'beck-Abdul. While I carried our little unexpected duo, Katherin MaryAnne Olivia Alicie Jacobson-Lu'Beck-Abdul and Harry Georgio Paolo Mahamed Jacobson-Lu'Beck-Abdul.

Our body guards guarded the capsules that were yet to go into the car, that would take us home. We were home, and we showed my grand-parents their great-grand-children.

They smiled and that night, after our children were fed, clean and asleep, we got the news. Grand-father died, then grand-mother's heart gave out minutes later.

The next day, when we were to show off our children, we had to tell my people the terrible news of their passing. The night before, I received the wills of my grand-parents. I also has to pronounce the fact that within the next few weeks, I was to become Queen! And Mahamed was to be my King!

You see, he renounced his place in the line in his family heirs system. I don't know what else to call it. Mahamed literally renounced his right to his family throne in favour for being my King, and King to my people.

At the announcements I had my speech ready:
"Hello All! As you know, I am Her Royal Highness, Princess Elizabella Serena Grace Jacobson-Lu'beck-Abdul and I have to be the one to tell you. My grand-parents, the King and Queen, have passed on. My grand-father held on long enough to see he great-grand-children, and my grand-mother, she died of a broken heart not long after our King had left this world to travel the next.

"I must also inform you all that we, my love and I, are to be crowned King and Queen in the next few weeks. But you all must know, we will do all we can to keep you all safe, healthy and happy. After all, I was taught well!" I had tears in my eyes as I chuckled.

"But do not fear, we, Mahamed and myself are legally married. So we were lucky, if we were to marry a day late, we would not have a legal heir to the throne." I chuckled again. "So when we rise to the throne, we bring with us, not one, not two, not even three heirs, but we bring FOUR legitimate heirs to our kingdom!
"We have lost MANY! But we will gain as much, if my husband is up to it!" I looked at his shocked face and he smiled at me.

"How could I not? I would LOVE the time I would be able to get with my LOVE, but if it results in an heir, or heirs, I will love them ALL!" The crowd ROARED with approval!

"Well, that's settled then! If you wish, we, Mahamed, myself, and our children, will be able to see people, if you wish you could bring us something. But that is only if you wish to do so." The crowd ROARED once more. Mahamed and I laughed. "We shall be off!" The crowd groaned. "But we will be in our Palace and ALL are welcome! Just be warned, the security is much more ... BEEFED UP! They wish to keep us all safe." I smiled at them all. "Just so you all know okay?" The crowd ROARED in agreement!
By the end of the day, our palace looked like a freaking warehouse full of baby things! Clothes! Toys! NAPPIES! And everything else that goes with the job of parent-hood.


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
From Princess To Queen.


ELIZABELLA'S POV

It was the day that I was to be QUEEN! OMFG! I just can't believe that the day had actually come, I always thought that I would have a few more years maybe! You know? But my grand-parents died recently.

I was still sad. No matter how happy I got, I would always want to cry, when I remembered my grand-parents deaths, but at least they lived long enough to see their great-grand-children after their birth.

Mahamed would cuddle me so much! So that he would be able to keep my head in the right place! To help me think about my children, my people. I loved them all, but they kept me grounded, and Mahamed helped me see that!

The crowning went by, like water through your fingers. It felt like, that in the blink of an eye, I was crowned. After that, I was just, beyond happy! And, to be honest! I was TIRED! The children kept waking up! So we, Mahamed and I didn't get all that much sleep, but we were a happy family, and we were loving it!

I looked up and saw that Ellayna arguing with Matthew, her babies' daddy. I also saw Jennifer and James arguing, he was her babies' daddy! AND! I saw Trisha and Alejandro agruing, and guess what he was? If you thought her babies' daddy! You are RIGHT! *Giggles*

Anyways! Back to it! I had to talk to the people that were congregated to see Mahamed and I become their King and Queen.

ELLAYNA'S POV

"How can I forgive you after all that you have done to me?!" I yelled. "After you said those horrible things to me!" Tears starting to fill my eyes.

"That wasn't me! I was arguing with my mother! She doesn't want you in the family, because you don't have 'the blood relationships' of dignitaries!" He told me. His voice absolutely dripping with anger.

"But how can I know who I am related to? I could be a freaking duchess for all I know!" I told him, crying.

"I told my mother, that, just because I became King, I really don't want to see her! She made me do what I did! I made sure that I would marry you and only you!"

I couldn't help it, I ran away from him. Crying.

MATTHEW'S POV

"How can I forgive you after all that you have done to me?!" She yelled. "After you said those horrible things to me!" Tears starting to fill her beautiful eyes.

"That wasn't me! I was arguing with my mother! She doesn't want you in the family, because you don't have 'the blood relationships' of dignitaries!" I told her. My voice was absolutely dripping with anger.

"But how can I know who I am related to? I could be a freaking duchess for all I know!" She told me, crying.

"I told my mother, that, just because I became King, I really don't want to see her! She made me do what I did! I made sure that I would marry you and only you!" I told her in all honesty. How could I look at other women, when she will always hold my heart in her hands?
She ran away from him. Crying.

I wanted to run after her, but I knew she wouldn't see me, so I went to Elizabella, and asked her if she could check on Ellayna. She nodded, but then two other men asked her the same thing, just after myself.

JENNIFER'S POV

I can't believe that he had the NERVE to come and see if he can get me back! After all the things he did to me! NOT LIKELY!

"How can you just come to me and just expect me to say yes?!" I yelled at him.

"But I LOVE YOU! When you weren't by my side, you were always on my mind!" He told me, his eyes holding such honesty.

"HOW CAN YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME! IN ALL THE TIME I WAS PREGNANT! YOU NEVER ONCE RANG ME! TO SEE HOW IT WAS GOING!" I screamed at him.

"But I called Elizabella, I asked her how you were and I didn't want you to stress and put our babies at risk!" He said to me in earnest.

JAMES' POV

I had just told her I loved her and she starts screaming at me! Believe me! I know she was and still is hurting! After all, I was reason for her hurting!

"How can you just come to me and just expect me to say yes?!" She yelled at me.

"But I LOVE YOU! When you weren't by my side, you were always on my mind!" I told her, I hoped my eyes were conveying the truth!

"HOW CAN YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME! IN ALL THE TIME I WAS PREGNANT! YOU NEVER ONCE RANG ME! TO SEE HOW IT WAS GOING!" She screamed at me.

"But I called Elizabell, I asked her how you were and I didn't want you to stress and put our babies at risk!" I said to her earnestly.
And we argued some more, but she just broke down and cried! She fled!

I walked up to Elizabella, after another gentleman who asked if she could go check on a chick named Ellayna. I asked Elizabella if she could check on Jennifer and see how she was. She nooded and looked to see a gentleman behind myself.

TRISHA'S POV

"How can I even forgive you?! YOU CALLED ME A WHORE! NOT WORTHY OF YOUR ATTENTION!" I screamed at him. His face showed such sadness.

"I LOVE YOU! How do you think I feel when Roberto and Marizol ask me where you are every day?!"

"Like shit!" I said to him smuggly!

He nodded, "I feel so GUILTY! And I tried not to love you, but when you told me that you were going to go and find another man. I just felt ... JEALOUS! And I knew I had to get you back! It made me realise that I NEED YOU! ROBERTO AND MARIZOL NEED YOU! WE NEED YOU!" He said to me, his voice empassioned.

I couldn't take it anymore! I fled to my apartment and cried.

ALEJANDRO'S POV

"How can I even forgive you?! YOU CALLED ME A WHORE! NOT WORTHY OF YOUR ATTENTION!" I screamed at him. His face showed such sadness.

"I LOVE YOU! How do you think I feel when Roberto and Marizol ask me where you are every day?!"

"Like shit!" She said to me smuggly!

I nodded, "I feel so GUILTY! And I tried not
to love you, but when you told me that you were going to go and find another man. I just felt ... JEALOUS! And I knew I had to get you back! It made me realise that I NEED YOU! ROBERTO AND MARIZOL NEED YOU! WE NEED YOU!" HE said to me, his voice empassioned.

She ran away from me. I wanted to follow her, but I knew she would want to talk to me, she needed time to herself!

I walked over to Elizabella, I was behind two other men, who had asked her the same thing, but with Ellaynah and Jennifer, and I asked her to go and check on Trisha for me, to see how she was. She nodded her head and looked to me, and the two men before me. "I know you want me to check on them right away, but I need to do this first. When I am finished I will see how they are and then message you okay?"

ELIZABELLA'S POV

I was approached all my friend's babies' daddy's, they all asked me the same things! I looked at them all, and said, quite sternly. "I know you want me to check on them right away, but I nedd to do this first. When I am finished I will see how they are and then message you okay?"

They nodded their heads and walked away, their heads down in defeat! I felt so sorry for them, but I couldn't see my closest friends now! I had things to do, even though I felt so very ... umm ... helpless, almost.

I sighed and got back to the case on hand.
After I was finished, I was mobbed by the girls, my friends were bombarding me with questions, and though I was tired, I answered all their questions. By the end of it, they were all crying, they were happy beyond belief, but they were wary of the concequences. They loved the men who empregnated them, but they wanted to take it slowly.

They wanted to get back with the loves of their lives, but because they were wary of committing to them after all that had happened to them.

I messaged the men, what the girls feel like after they had left. The messages I got back were ... happy. KIND OF! I smiled as their situations were starting to clear up.


EPILOGUE
Mother Is Sick!


I watched as my mother was taken to the hospital. No-one knew what was wrong with her.
I waited in a private waiting-room, made for high profile people, with loved ones in the hospital.

I waited for what seemed like YEARS! I finally had a doctor, come up to me and tell me the news.

They had stabalised her, and they were flying in the world's best scientists on just about everything. They were trying desperately to find the cure, to a virus that has NEVER been seen before.

I was able to see her, and the only thing she asked for was to see Ellayna, Jennifer and Trisha. I sent them a message telling them to get their asses here ASAP!

When they got here, mum just watched us. "You do know that I concider you ALL my daughters!" She said, smiling at us all

"We know you love us." We all said to her.
Out of the blue, she started to seize up! I rushed and pressed the call button. The doctor's rushed in, and rushed us out the door as we watched them try all they can do for my mother.

We all cried, and we all watched on as the doctors did all they could. We waited and watched as the doctors restarted her heart and stablised her once more.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 22.08.2011

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