Pregnant by My Father's Best Friend is a captivating, edgy story of forbidden love, family secrets, and the consequences of hidden desires. When a woman discovers she is pregnant by her father's best friend, her life spirals into a web of betrayal, intense emotions, and a struggle to make sense of the chaos that now surrounds her. In this gripping drama, the line between love and betrayal is blurred, and the consequences of their actions will leave you on the edge of your seat.
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00:00I was pregnant, with my father's best friend's child, I was carrying my father's best friend's baby, not Victor's at
00:07least, that is what I thought then, it started two months ago, my name is Ella Whitley, on a rainy
00:13night, Anthony, my boyfriend of three years, threw all my things out of the apartment, his new girlfriend Vivian stood
00:20in the doorway wearing my jimmy chews, stop bothering me, we're done, you're nothing to me, when did you fall
00:27for someone else?
00:30go ask your daddy for money, I'd spent everything on Anthony, the apartment was fine, the wool rug, the Dyson,
00:38all mine, but he and Vivian didn't hesitate, one suitcase, a few clothes, that was it, the rain was cold,
00:45I had no umbrella, I was soaked and shaking, I called my father Alexander, it took several tries, when he
00:52finally picked up, I heard music, women laughing, some party, his voice was dad, baby, what's wrong?
00:58Anthony threw me out, he said something, probably flirting with whoever was beside him, sweetheart, find a hotel, use my
01:06card, I can't get away right now, since mom died, there had been a parade of women, I never kept
01:11track, I waited hoping he'd help, he said, I am busy and hung up, three men came out of the
01:17alley, hats pulled low, one blocked my path,
01:24hey, got a light?
01:26I didn't smoke, then give us something else, they came up behind me and snatched my bag, my phone was
01:35inside, I screamed, a hand clamped over my mouth, they dug through my bag, wallet, phone, the screen lit up,
01:43he jabbed at it a few times, I don't know what he pressed,
01:46the phone let out a sharp, piercing alarm, an emergency signal, he flinched, threw it, it skidded across the wet
01:53pavement, across the city, lower Manhattan, an abandoned warehouse,
01:58Victor Moretti was holding a man's head underwater in a bucket of ice, his boots stood in a puddle of
02:03blood on the concrete floor, water torture, old mob tradition, Victor had just led his crew to victory,
02:09he was expressionless, covered in blood, his shirt clung to his body, sleeves rolled up, soaked dark red, then his
02:17phone buzzed, he nodded to one of his men, released his grip, and pulled out the phone,
02:21an auto sent emergency text, sender, Ellie, he stared at it for three seconds, then he turned and walked out,
02:29sir, what do we do with him?
02:31no answer, he was already at the door, he got into the black Pagani parked in the alley, the engine
02:36roared like something alive,
02:38he'd never driven this fast, he called the number, Ellie, as he drove straight to voicemail,
02:43the number you have dialed is not in service, he tried Alexander, no answer,
02:56damn it, he knew, Alexander was busy, too busy to notice his daughter's OCS, Victor floored it, the car cut
03:03through the rain,
03:04he made it in time, he found me being dragged into an alley by all three of them, the headlights
03:09hit us,
03:10blinding, the men let go and squinted at the light, the door opened, Victor stepped out, rain soaked through him,
03:16he walked toward us, his face was stone, he looked at me, then at the three men,
03:20hey brother, we were here first, Victor didn't look at him, he said my name,
03:25Ellie,
03:26only Victor called me that, my father called me Ella, like a stranger's name, Victor said it differently,
03:32Ellie came from somewhere deep in his throat, low, short, one of the men decided to push back,
03:37who the hell do you think, Victor turned, the headlights caught his face, rain dripped from his jaw,
03:42Moretti, Mr. Moretti,
03:45the man's hand froze in midair, his eyes went wide, the man's voice collapsed by threat to tremble,
03:51I'm sorry sir, we didn't do anything, please,
03:53Victor wasn't listening, he was looking at me,
03:57Get in the car,
03:57I got in, the man kept apologizing behind us, one word after another, Victor shut the door,
04:03the engine swallowed everything else,
04:05silence inside the car, the heat was on full, I was still cold, my wet dress clung to my skin,
04:11water ran from my hair down my neck and into my collar,
04:14did my father send you, no answer, where is he, still at the party,
04:19Victor reached into the side pocket, and tossed a pack of tissues onto my lap,
04:23casual, almost rough,
04:24Dry off, you'll get sick,
04:27Not concern, a command, I pulled out a tissue and started on my face,
04:31it soaked through immediately, falling apart in my fingers,
04:34then I saw his arm, the edges of the tear were dark red,
04:38blood ran down his forearm and dripped onto the steering wheel, onto his trousers,
04:42You're bleeding,
04:42He didn't look, just kept his eyes on the road, the wipers swept back and forth,
04:47Yeah,
04:49Shouldn't you do something?
04:50Help me clean it.
04:52I hesitated, then I pulled a few clean tissues and leaned across to press them against his arm,
04:57the moment the tissue touched his skin, his muscle tensed, he didn't pull away,
05:01I started at the elbow, the blood was warm, thinned by rain, I worked upward,
05:06the tissue soaked through fast, then my fingers touched skin, the tissue slipped,
05:10my fingertips pressed against his arm, bare skin hard and burning hot, like heated stone,
05:16his wet shirt was still plastered to his shoulder, the fabric was thin, the lines of his body were
05:21very clear, my face went warm, my heart rate jumped, not from the heat, I kept going, across
05:27his upper arm, down the inner side, the muscle there was sharper, a vein traced faintly beneath
05:32the surface, my fingers slipped lower, further in,
05:35Ellie, it's dry there, I stopped, sorry, I pulled back, he didn't respond, he released my hand and
05:42returned to the wheel, I sat back, I bawled the wet tissue in my palm, pulp squeezed through my fingers,
05:48you're a busy man, how did you have time to come get me,
05:52genuine curiosity, Victor Moretti, head of New York's largest Italian crime family,
05:56my father had mentioned his name at dinner more than once, with the kind of respect men reserve
06:00for men they fear, his schedule made the mayor's look empty, he said nothing,
06:04probably didn't feel like small talk with a girl like me, we kept driving outside,
06:08a bar glowed in the rain, neon signs, a few people smoking by the door,
06:12I wanted a drink, I wanted to pour alcohol over tonight until it dissolved,
06:17I want a drink, no, why, you're underage, I almost laughed, I was 20, three days ago was my
06:26birthday, Anthony hadn't said a word, but Victor didn't know that, he probably still saw the girl
06:31with a ponytail who couldn't reach his shoulder on her tiptoes, I'm an adult, 20, he looked at me,
06:37said nothing, the look was clear, so, you're not that much older, I remember you're 12 years
06:43younger than my dad, 32, 33, so, is 13 years really that much, no answer, the car turned into
06:53a darker street, I noticed his right arm was still seeping, pale red bleeding through the tissue,
06:58you let me clean your blood, but you won't let me have one drink, not a concession,
07:02more like giving up on reasoning with a stubborn cat, one, the car stopped in front of the bar,
07:08wait, I reached for the door, his arm crossed in front of me, his hand pressed the door shut,
07:14you're not going in wearing that, his eyes dropped briefly to my dress,
07:17soaked nearly transparent, I crossed my arms, then lend me a jacket, no jacket,
07:24so what do we do, Victor was quiet for two seconds, then he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off,
07:29one motion like tearing away something that didn't matter, I forgot to breathe,
07:33his body wasn't the kind you saw in magazines, sculpted, deliberate,
07:37his was built by fighting, by fists and blades, his shoulders were wide,
07:42his chest was carved like rain-worn rock, a scar ran below his collarbone,
07:46lighter than the surrounding skin, angled toward his shoulder,
07:49rain still clung to him, but tracked down between his abs and disappeared into his waistline,
07:54he held the shirt out, I didn't take it, I was still looking,
07:56Ellie, my name, lower this time, I snapped back, grabbed the shirt and pulled it on,
08:01the fabric was enormous, it felt a mid thigh, the collar slipped off one shoulder,
08:06it was still warm from his body, it smelled like him, like I'd been wrapped up and taken,
08:11I pushed the door open, cold air rushed in and swept the heat from my face,
08:15the bar door was heavy, I shoved it twice, inside, noise bodies pressed together,
08:19light low enough that no one could see anyone clearly,
08:22I shouldered through the crowd, someone bumped me, I stumbled, a hand caught my waist from behind,
08:28Victor, he'd followed me in, no shirt, in the dim light, he looked like a moving statue,
08:33a few women glanced over, whispered, he didn't look at any of them, he bent his head toward my ear,
08:38don't come to places like this alone,
08:40low enough that only I could hear, his palm was still pressed against my side,
08:44thumb just firm enough, this is the only place I can find that makes me happy,
08:47I pushed through to the bar and ordered a whiskey, the bartender glanced at Victor's shirt on me,
08:52then at Victor behind me, and said nothing,
08:58he slid the glass over, I picked it up, my phone rang, the name on the screen, Anthony,
09:03I stared at the name for three seconds, my finger hovered over the screen, answer or decline,
09:08Victor's eyes dropped to my phone, his expression didn't change,
09:11but the hand on my waist tightened, and his other hand lifted the phone from my fingers,
09:15he glanced at the screen, swiped, answered, he didn't speak, just listened,
09:20the bar was too loud, I couldn't hear Anthony's voice,
09:24but Victor's face shifted, his lips pressed flat, a muscle ticked along his jaw,
09:29a few seconds, then he hung up and turned the screen toward me,
09:33text messages, a string of them from Anthony,
09:36Ella, I miss you, Vivian's not as good as you, that tight little pussy of yours,
09:41I want it again, come over tonight, door's unlocked,
09:45the blood drained out of me, are you still seeing him,
09:49Victor asked, his voice was level, his knuckles were white around the phone,
09:53no, he broke up with me, he's the one who threw me out,
09:56then why does he still have your number, why do you still have his name seized,
09:59each question landed like a blade, my mouth opened, nothing came out,
10:05you broke up with him, so tonight, the drink, that was about him,
10:10no, Ellie, whoever you're with, at least don't let someone humiliate you,
10:15don't make me lose respect for you,
10:23what gives you the right,
10:25I felt like I was coming apart,
10:26what gives you the right to say anything to me,
10:28you're not Alexander, you're not my boyfriend,
10:30you're Alexander's friend, that's it, you have no standing here,
10:34I was furious, I grabbed his shirt off my shoulders,
10:37I don't need a babysitter,
10:38then I walked out, the bar door,
10:41cold rain on my face,
10:42bare arms, soaked dress,
10:44feeling like something's doomed,
10:46I didn't look back, I walked to the corner and hailed the cab,
10:49I went back to the old apartment and got my things,
10:52our photo was still on the wall,
10:53me and Anthony,
10:55I took it down and dropped it in the trash,
10:57then I found a new place,
10:58terrace, floor to ceiling windows,
11:00a pool glittering below,
11:02I called my friends,
11:03party tonight,
11:04they came fast,
11:06by one end the apartment was packed,
11:07wow it's pouring,
11:08the music was loud enough to drown out everything in my head,
11:11I lined the bottles up on the table,
11:13whiskey, vodka, tequila,
11:15I went to the kitchen for ice,
11:17I heard them through the door,
11:18Anthony really dumped her,
11:19good,
11:21she was never good enough for him anyway,
11:23her dad's rich,
11:25so what,
11:26he doesn't even look at her,
11:29the drinks are decent though,
11:31that's about all she's useful for,
11:34I stood in the kitchen doorway,
11:36ice bucket in my arms,
11:37the cubes were melting,
11:39water running down the sides,
11:40I took a slow breath,
11:41pushed the door open,
11:43smile,
11:44ice is here,
11:45who needs some,
11:46their faces flipped instantly,
11:48they crowded around,
11:49laughing,
11:51pouring drink,
11:54Ella,
11:54we have a surprise for you,
11:56her smile thick as syrup,
11:57what surprise,
11:59you'll love it,
12:00the doorbell rang,
12:01Sarah ran to answer it,
12:02Anthony was in the doorway,
12:04Vivian beside him,
12:05something punched in my stomach,
12:08why are you here,
12:10Vivian smiled and stepped forward,
12:13to keep you company,
12:15get out,
12:17come on,
12:18Ella,
12:18Anthony moved toward me,
12:20let's just talk,
12:21I don't want to see you,
12:24Vivian grabbed my wrist,
12:25Ella,
12:26get away from me,
12:27I pulled free,
12:28she stepped back,
12:29and she went down,
12:30the whiskey glass shattered,
12:31alcohol spread across the floor,
12:34you pushed me,
12:35Vivian sat on the floor,
12:36Anthony was on me,
12:37before I could speak,
12:38he grabbed my shoulders,
12:39and slammed me against the wall,
12:42you fucking touch her,
12:44I didn't push her,
12:46she fell,
12:47Vivian stood up,
12:49smoothed her skirt,
12:50walked to the door,
12:51and locked it,
12:52then she picked up,
12:53a sealed bottle of vodka,
12:54from the table,
12:55twisted off the cap,
12:56and walked toward me,
12:58the amber liquid,
12:59poured over my head,
13:00it burned through my nose,
13:01into my mouth,
13:02I couldn't open my eyes,
13:04alcohol soaked through my hair,
13:06they were laughing,
13:07Anthony was laughing,
13:08my tears mixed with the vodka,
13:10no one saw,
13:12outside the floor,
13:13to ceiling windows,
13:14Victor appeared,
13:15no one knew when he'd arrived,
13:17through the glass,
13:18he saw everything,
13:19his fist closed,
13:22pulled off his beat,
13:24wrapped it around his right hand,
13:25like a crude glove,
13:27he stepped back,
13:28swore,
13:29the glass exploded,
13:30he rushed through the broken phone,
13:32straight toward me,
13:34the room froze,
13:35music still playing,
13:36nobody breathed,
13:37Vivian's hand was still raised,
13:39a drop ran down from the neck,
13:42she looked at Victor,
13:43and her triumph,
13:44curdled into something else,
13:45Victor stopped in front of me,
13:48he raised one hand,
13:49and wiped the vodka,
13:50from my face,
13:51are you hurt,
13:52I shook my head,
13:53the alcohol in my eyes,
13:54was burning,
13:55Victor turned to face Vivian,
13:57he had a head on her,
13:58he was still wet,
13:59rain and blood,
14:00not quite dry,
14:01Vivian's hand,
14:02started to shake,
14:03the bottle slipped,
14:04and rolled across the carpet,
14:06what's your name,
14:07Victor asked,
14:08quiet,
14:09Vivian's lips moved,
14:11nothing came out,
14:13I asked your name,
14:16Vivian,
14:17Vivian,
14:18he repeated it,
14:20then reached for the sealed whiskey bottle,
14:22on the table,
14:24twisted it open,
14:26you like pouring drinks on people,
14:28he didn't wait for an answer,
14:29he appended it over her head,
14:31she choked and gasped,
14:32liquor ran down her jaw,
14:34and into her collar,
14:35no,
14:36she shrieked,
14:39do that again,
14:40and see what happens,
14:42she went silent,
14:43her makeup was ruined,
14:44black liner streaming down both cheeks,
14:46like two trails of ink,
14:47Anthony lunged forward,
14:49what the f***,
14:50Victor pulled the gun from his waist,
14:52and pressed the muzzle,
14:53to Anthony's forehead,
14:54Anthony stopped cold,
14:56all the color left his face,
15:00which hand did you use on Ella,
15:03Anthony couldn't speak,
15:04I didn't,
15:06Victor lowered the gun,
15:08get out,
15:09they scrambled for the door,
15:11one of Vivian's heels fell off,
15:13she didn't dare stop to pick it up,
15:15the door closed,
15:16the apartment went still,
15:17just the music still loop,
15:19I walked over and turned it off,
15:22I looked at Victor,
15:24why did you come,
15:25I asked,
15:26he didn't answer,
15:27why do you keep involving yourself,
15:29why did you break the window,
15:31why did you put a gun to Anthony's head,
15:33do you know how much trouble,
15:34that's going to cause,
15:40Ellie,
15:40don't call me that,
15:42I snapped,
15:43I'm not Ellie,
15:44I'm Ella Whitley,
15:46I don't need your protection,
15:48I don't need you,
15:50embarrassing me in front of people,
15:52showing up at every humiliating moment,
15:54like some kind of guardian,
15:55Victor watched me,
15:56said nothing,
15:58the tears finally came,
16:00do you know what they're gonna say,
16:02they'll say Ella got rescued,
16:03by some older man,
16:05Ella can't take care of herself,
16:07Ella's useless,
16:09are you done,
16:10no I was almost shouting,
16:11do you know why,
16:12I threw this party tonight,
16:14because I wanted to pretend,
16:16I was starting over,
16:17pretend Anthony hadn't thrown me out,
16:20I stopped,
16:22because Victor,
16:24walking toward me,
16:25he stepped on the glass,
16:26on the ground,
16:27walking toward me,
16:29I stepped back,
16:31until I hit the wall,
16:32he put one hand,
16:34against the wall,
16:34beside my head,
16:35and looked down at me,
16:37but Ellie,
16:38they're not your friends,
16:38the air left my lungs,
16:40his face was close,
16:41his eyes were deep blue,
16:43the dim living room light,
16:44reflected inside them,
16:45and my face,
16:46I didn't argue,
16:47because in that moment,
16:48with his lips inches from mine,
16:49I didn't want to argue,
16:51about anything,
16:52I rose onto my toes,
16:53and kissed him,
16:54his lips were cool,
16:55tasted like rain,
16:56then I reached for his belt,
16:59his hand closed,
17:01his hand closed around my wrist,
17:02stopped me,
17:03what are you doing,
17:05proving something,
17:07that I'm not a little girl,
17:09Victor frowned,
17:10then he bent down,
17:11one arm under my knees,
17:13one at my back,
17:14and lifted me off the floor,
17:15I grabbed his neck,
17:16without thinking,
17:17his skin was burning,
17:18my chest pressed against his,
17:20and I could feel his heartbeat,
17:21fast,
17:22not as controlled,
17:23as his face suggested,
17:24he carried me through the living room,
17:26into the bedroom,
17:27and set me down on the bed,
17:28the sheets were cool,
17:29I flinched when my back hit them,
17:31he straightened up,
17:32I thought he was going to undo his belt,
17:34he pulled the blanket over me instead,
17:36tucked it to my chin,
17:37sleep,
17:38what?
17:39it's 2 a.m.,
17:40time to sleep,
17:40I stared at him,
17:41he walked out as if he felt nothing,
17:43I don't know when I fell asleep,
17:44in the morning the apartment was quiet,
17:47Victor was probably gone,
17:48I washed up,
17:49started on breakfast,
17:50and found a gun on the nightstand,
17:52cold metal,
17:53letters carved into the grip,
17:54I couldn't read,
17:55I turned it over,
17:56fingers brushing the trigger guard,
17:59don't touch that,
18:00Victor stood in the bedroom doorway,
18:02hair wet,
18:03water still tracking down his neck,
18:05just out of the shower,
18:07no shirt,
18:07clean lines of muscle,
18:09a towel at his waist,
18:10he crossed the room,
18:12and took the gun from my hands,
18:18children shouldn't play with these,
18:20I'm not a child,
18:21then what were you just doing,
18:23pointing the barrel at your own face,
18:25he put the gun up high on the nightstand,
18:27out of my reach,
18:28and turned to go,
18:29what are you afraid of,
18:30afraid I'll hurt myself,
18:31or afraid I'll hurt you,
18:33maybe I'll do it anyway,
18:35Victor turned around and looked at me,
18:37his expression didn't change,
18:38but something in his eyes went dark,
18:40he walked to the nightstand,
18:42opened the drawer,
18:43and pulled out a pair of handcuffs,
18:44the metal clicked clean and sharp,
18:46he grabbed my wrist,
18:48and before I could pull back,
18:49the clip snapped shut,
18:50my wrist to the iron bed frame,
18:54what are you doing,
18:56he yanked against it,
18:57the metal bit,
18:58keeping you still,
18:59he picked up the gun and left,
19:00Victor,
19:01he didn't answer,
19:02I sat on the bed,
19:03arm pulled awkward and hard,
19:05about five minutes later,
19:06he came back,
19:07tray in hand,
19:09toast,
19:09fried egg,
19:10hot milk,
19:11unlock me,
19:12I said,
19:13say please,
19:15please unlock me,
19:16look at me when you say it,
19:18I drew a breath,
19:19raised my eyes to his,
19:20please unlock me,
19:21he came over,
19:22bent down,
19:23fingers at the lock,
19:25his face was close,
19:26close enough,
19:27that I could see the water,
19:28still clinging to his lashes,
19:29anything else,
19:31what,
19:32you forgot to say sir,
19:34I bit my lip,
19:35you,
19:36what about me,
19:38you old man,
19:40I said,
19:41Victor's hand paused,
19:42then he did something I didn't expect,
19:44he took my chin between his fingers,
19:47pressed his thumb against my lips and pushed down,
19:49gently,
19:50not hard,
19:51just enough to shut me up,
19:52say that again,
19:53I didn't,
19:54not because I was scared,
19:56because his thumb was still on my mouth,
19:58and I'd completely lost track of my breathing,
20:01he leaned in closer,
20:02my back pressed flat against the sheets,
20:04the cuff pulled tight,
20:06a thin sound of metal,
20:07was he going to kiss me,
20:08right here,
20:09like this,
20:10I closed my eyes,
20:11click,
20:11the cuff fell open,
20:12I opened my eyes,
20:14Victor had already straightened up,
20:16he slid the handcuffs back into the drawer,
20:18get to school,
20:19you have class this afternoon,
20:20I rubbed my reddened wrist,
20:22my heart was still knocking around,
20:24I'm not going,
20:25what,
20:26I said I'm not going,
20:27I looked up at him,
20:28I do what I want,
20:29Victor studied me for two seconds,
20:31of course,
20:32you can do whatever you want,
20:34I thought he was giving in,
20:35but you have a curfew,
20:36home by ten,
20:37you have absolutely no right,
20:39his phone rang,
20:41Victor glanced at the screen,
20:42and walked to the window to answer,
20:45I heard the name,
20:46I sat up in bed and listened,
20:47his back was to me,
20:48his voice was low,
20:50the room was too quiet,
20:51I still caught pieces,
20:52she's fine,
20:53with me,
20:54safe,
20:55of course,
20:56I promise,
20:56you have not been turned to me,
20:58your dad asked if you've eaten,
21:00that's it,
21:01he didn't answer,
21:02he set the phone down,
21:04a flash crossed his mind,
21:05my lips,
21:06he frowned,
21:07like he wanted it gone,
21:08I'm going back to school,
21:10I jumped off the bed,
21:11and put on my shoes,
21:12that night,
21:13I didn't go home,
21:14to be exact,
21:15I did,
21:15then I left again,
21:16Victor wasn't there,
21:17busy,
21:18probably,
21:18I changed into a black dress,
21:20low neckline,
21:21makeup,
21:22hair down,
21:23the club was called heaven,
21:24the music shook the floor,
21:26red lights,
21:27smoke and put some heavy ones,
21:28I stepped onto the stage,
21:30the pole was cold,
21:31my palms were sweating,
21:32my friend Leah filmed him from the room,
21:34laughing hard,
21:35I grabbed the pole and sighed,
21:39my skirt lifted,
21:41whistles rose from the phone,
21:42then the lights changed,
21:44not the DJ,
21:45someone kept the name playing,
21:46the music stopped,
21:47all clear,
21:48the tall figure walked in,
21:50security tried to stop him,
21:52he shoved him in the side,
21:54just a new to the crowd toward the stage,
21:57black and white,
21:58no expression,
22:00but everything about him said one thing,
22:02he was angry,
22:03you
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