So here it is! :D
Should I change the title to Carrying the Enemy's Child?
Anyways here's the new story!.
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Fate is an odd thing.
I use to not believe in it, but then again, I wouldn't be here without it.
But here I am.
I didn't believe in love either.
To me it was a waste of time, it didn't exist, only in movies.
And I didn't need it either, or want it.
Because I had my whole life planned out.
After boarding school, with the dirty money my father makes out of being a mob boss, I would go to college; and I would become a great mediator.
And I wouldn't have to depend on the dirty money my father made.
But I didn't know it was dirty at the time, because I had never questioned him, his tactics, or what he said to me.
Until I met him.
The man that changed my life.
Turning my life upside down.
So I had to believe fate brought us together.
Either that, or a night of alcohol and drugs.
Yeah.
I liked to think it was fate.
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It has the same idea as Knocked Up, but differently... You'll have to read to find out how different they are :D
Review and tell what'd you think?
