Pregnant with My Stepbrother's twins

Summary

On the night I went to surprise Xander with my pregnancy, I fell down the stairs, lying in a pool of my blood.

I called my step-brother once, twice, 99 times… sitting on the cold tile floor of the hotel bathroom miscarrying his child, biting my own fist so no one would hear me scream.

Dragging my battered body with our miscarried child in a towel to the 52nd floor, I raised my hands to knock at the doors of his private lounge when a bubbling laughter echoed from inside:

"Man, is your revenge on Claire not over yet?"

My entire body froze, my hand hovering an inch from the oak.