He does have a fiancé, doesn't he?

Chapter 1

I sat in the cold alley way with my baby boy. Though I was only 14 people in London

looked down on me. But they had no idea I was raped.

I used to be a very rich girl, until I was kidnapped and raped. Once we found out I was pregnant, my parents wanted me to get rid of the baby. I refused and told them. "I will not allow this child to die without seeing its first ray of sun."

They allowed this, everyone thinking I was a hero. Months passed by and I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. As more time passed my parents told me to give the baby up for adoption. I told them would agree only if I knew the family. My parents looked for takers of the child, but failed to do so. And so they told me to get rid of the child or leave the estate.

So I left, as simple as that. It's been a month now. We have no home, no money, no food, and no one. We were all alone and looked down upon, in the cold, damp streets of London. Now as we sit here I fear for my child's health.

Though I didn't have much hope, I walked around to see if anyone would help me. I was getting cold, when three men surrounded me. I clutched my son and backed up against a wall.

"Hey, there young girl want to come have some fun with us?" One big, ugly one asked. They all smelled of liquor and beer. The men came closer to me and my son. One shorter one reached for my arm.

"Sebastian!" I heard someone yell. A hand caught the short man's arm and twisted it behind his back. The other two had shocked scared faces and took off running. The man that had the arm of the short one was tall, had ebony hair, and fierce red eyes. He pushed the short one towards the men that had run off and he began to run with them. All three men terrified.

"I don't think they will try anything again." I heard someone say. I looked over at a boy a bit taller than I was, his hair was so black it had a tint of blue, his eye was a deep blue, and the other eye was covered by a patch.

'The Phantomhive!' I thought. There in front of me stood Ciel Phantomhive. I had always thought of him as handsome and wished his aunt set me up with him instead of Elizabeth. I had seen him at Balls and Festivals. Though I've never really had a conversation with him.

"Are you alright?" Ciel's butler asked me.

"Oh, um, Yes thank you." I bowed to them, still clutching my son.

"You're Shima Harrow of the Harrow Fashion industry!" Ciel exclaimed.

I sighed, "Not any more I'm not." I looked down at my son.

"Come, we cannot have you and your child out in this cold. Ciel took my arm and led me to his carriage.

Once we were heading towards Ciel's estate, Ciel asked me, "What is the child's name?"

"Vincent," I told Ciel," after his great uncle."

"Why are you in the cold with a new born?" Ciel questioned.

"My father kicked me out." I looked to my side.

Ciel lifted my head so I faced him, "Then you may come and stay with me in my manor."

"Really?" I exclaimed. Ciel nodded and smiled at me. I smiled back at him and they we realized that we were at his manor. Sebastian helped Ciel out, then Ciel offered his hand to me and I took it. Ciel walked me up to his manor and into the dining room. Sebastian made soup for me and Ciel that night. I knew I was going to love staying with Ciel.