Chapter: Definitely will get married!Lydia “I definitely will.” Anna raised an eyebrow. I adjusted the pillows behind me, smiling for the first time in what felt like forever. “There’s no way I’m letting go of the chance to stress you out, and I’m certainly not letting those businesses get away with my money.” She burst out laughing. “Your money?” “Yes, my money.” “Lydia, last time I checked, Dave was the one paying.” “Well, technically, it’s Dave’s money, but it’s our money. What’s his is mine.” Anna placed a hand over her chest dramatically. “Ouuuu! I love it. I love the confidence. I can’t wait!” “Neither can I.” “I’m definitely charging Dave for all this, though. Every phone call, every meeting, every little adjustment. I’m sending him an invoice.” “Please do. I’ll approve it.” She laughed, then leaned forward with a mischievous expression. “So, how many babies does Lydia think are in there?” I stared at her. “Anna, I just found out I’m pregnant. I haven’t even wrapped my head around one baby.” “Wel
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Chapter: AgainLydia“Anna, please.”“No, ma’am. We have a situation.”“We have several situations.”“Well, let’s start with the biggest one. You’re pregnant.”I stared at her.She looked at me expectantly.“And?”“And you don’t have to cancel the wedding because you’re pregnant.”I exhaled.“Anna, you don’t understand. I have so much going on already. The children, work, the wedding, my health. Now there’s a baby. Another baby, Anna. I don’t even know how I’m supposed to manage all of it.”“First of all, breathe.”“I am breathing.”“You’re arguing with me. That’s different.”I rolled my eyes.She continued. “Listen to me. We can figure this out together. It’s not just you. You have Dave, you have me, and you have people who are willing to help. You don’t have to carry every single responsibility on your head.”I looked down at my hands.“But the wedding…”“Can still happen.”“Anna.”“What? Are pregnant women banned from getting married?”I gave her a look.“Of course not, but—”“No buts. We can adj
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Chapter: PossiblyLydiaI think I must have fallen asleep because the next time I opened my eyes, about thirty minutes had passed.My head was still hurting.Not the sharp, unbearable kind of headache, but a dull, numbing ache that seemed to sit behind my forehead and make even the simplest movement feel exhausting. I blinked a few times, trying to get my bearings, then sank further into the mattress.I was tired again.Honestly, what was wrong with me?I had barely finished wondering when the bedroom door opened.“Daveeee, get out.”I didn’t even bother looking up. I had already made it clear that I wanted to be left alone, and I wasn’t in the mood to repeat myself.Then I heard a voice.One that made me turn my head immediately.“I can actually leave right now.”Anna.For a moment, I simply stared at her.She stood by the doorway with her arms folded, wearing an expression that was equal parts annoyance and amusement. I hadn’t expected to see her. Especially not after the way I’d spoken to her earlie
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Chapter: No longer coolDaveHonestly, seeing Lydia that distraught hurt me more than I could explain.I stood outside the bedroom for a moment after she shut the door in my face, staring at the wood as though it might suddenly open again and let me in. I could still hear the faint sound of her moving around inside, but I didn’t try the handle.She needed space. I understood that.What I didn’t understand was how to make any of this easier for her.Lydia had been through enough already. The accident, the memory loss, the headaches, the exhaustion, the effort of putting her life back together. She had worked so hard to find her footing again, to rebuild her relationship with the children, to return to work and make plans for our future. And now, just when she was beginning to feel settled, another major change had landed in her lap.A pregnancy.Our pregnancy.I should have been happy. A part of me was, if I was being honest. The thought of having another child with Lydia wasn’t something I would ever conside
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Chapter: SupposedLydiaWithin seconds, I heard footsteps approaching.“Babe?”The bathroom door opened, and Dave appeared. He had been in the study working, and judging by how quickly he arrived, my scream must have sounded considerably more alarming than I intended.He looked at me, then at the strip in my hand.“Babe, what’s wrong?”I lifted the pregnancy test.“I’m pregnant.”He froze.For a second, he simply looked at me.Then his expression changed, and he walked towards me.“Wait. You’re pregnant?”I nodded, my eyes fixed on his face.He took the strip from my hand, looked at it and then immediately pulled me into his arms.“Babe…”He hugged me tightly, rubbing my back.But I couldn’t quite settle.I could feel something happening inside me, and it was happening too quickly for me to keep up.I had been fine a few minutes ago. I had been sitting on the bed, thinking about whether I should check the test. Now I was standing in the bathroom with a positive pregnancy test, and suddenly my entire li
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Chapter: StripsLydia POVThe moment I left Dr Sana’s office, I decided to stop by the pharmacy close to her building.Honestly, I still didn’t believe I was pregnant.Pregnant? Me?I had too many things going on already, and I wasn’t even sure I was mentally prepared to consider the possibility of another baby. But then, why was I arguing with myself about it? Dr Sana had asked me to take a test, and I needed to rule out pregnancy before assuming my tiredness and other symptoms were connected to something else.Besides, I needed to see my doctors. The accident, the headaches, the unusual fatigue and now this. I couldn’t keep dismissing everything as stress.So, pregnancy test it was.I walked into the pharmacy and asked for a pregnancy test strip. The pharmacist handed me one, and I stared at the little packet for a moment.Should I just do it here?I looked around the pharmacy, then at the packet again.No. Absolutely not.I would rather do it in the comfort of my own bathroom, thank you very much.
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Chapter: The EndAria POV I remember the sound before the pain. Alex calling from downstairs. “Aria, are you not coming for dinner?” His voice carried warmth, the kind that always made something inside my chest soften. I smiled, one hand resting on my stomach, the other gripping the banister as I made my way down the stairs carefully. Nine months. Heavy. Slow. Careful. I had only gone upstairs to get my shawl. That was all. My foot slipped. Just a small mistake. A single moment. Then the world tilted. The banister vanished from my fingers. My body lurched forward and suddenly I was falling: tumbling, rolling, crashing against hard steps that knocked the air from my lungs. Pain exploded through my abdomen. Something warm spread beneath me. Blood. So much blood. I could not breathe. I could not think. My trembling hands moved instinctively to my stomach. “My baby…” The whisper barely left my lips. Footsteps thundered. “Aria!” Alex’s voice broke — sharp, terrified. He reached me,
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Chapter: FallAria POVWhen the news broke, my father’s stock crashed by thirty percent. Thirty. The number replayed everywhere: financial channels, social media, investors panicking, analysts shouting. It was not enough to destroy him. But it was enough to wound him. Enough to slow him. Enough to buy Alex time. Enough to make the empire tremble. For the first time in my life, my father bled. And while the world watched numbers fall, I stayed beside the man fighting for breath. The First Five Days The hospital became my world. I woke there. Ate there. Cried there. Every morning I cleaned his bedside table myself even though nurses had already done it. I wiped invisible dust. Rearranged flowers. Changed the water. Straightened the sheets that never moved. Anything to feel useful. Anything to feel close to him. I talked to him constantly. About everything. About the weather. About the scandal. About the chaos outside. About how quiet his office felt without him. I told him thi
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Chapter: BackstoryAria POVA lil backstory.Before everything collapsed… before the scandal, before the hospital, before the fear, there was something about power I had always understood.Because I was born into it.I knew how men like Alex worked.I knew what wealth did to people.I knew the imbalance that came when one person held everything and the other held nothing.I understood it because my father was the same kind of man.No.Worse.My father, Richard, was a conglomerate king.A man whose wealth shaped governments.A man who believed money was the only law that mattered.A man who never accepted loss.Alex was powerful.But my father built power out of destruction.And I had spent my whole life running from him.Before I met Alex, I had already abandoned everything.The luxury.The cars.The inheritance waiting in my name.I refused his money.Stopped using his cards.Left the city he ruled.I chose to struggle rather than belong to him.People thought I was foolish.They never knew the truth.
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Chapter: WaitingAria POV Waiting is the cruelest kind of torture. The hospital corridor stretched endlessly before me, silent except for distant footsteps and the mechanical beeping behind closed doors. Time moved differently here. Slower. Heavier. Every second dragged like a punishment. So I did the only thing my mind allowed. I remembered. Memories came in fragments. The day I deliberately twisted my ankle in the office just to make him notice me. The sharp gasp. The dramatic fall. And the way he said focus on your job and stop trying to seduce me.Someone who was already in love with me already.Lols.The way he lose control whenever I am involved in any situation. I had never seen him lose control like that with anyone else. I remembered the tension between us in empty hallways. The charged silence. The way his gaze lingered longer than it should. The way he spoke to everyone else with cold authority… Yet softened when he spoke to me. The way he protected me. Defended me. Spoile
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Chapter: If he died…Aria POVI don’t remember grabbing my hoodie.One moment I was staring at the screen.The next, my hands were moving on their own.I pulled the hood over my hair.A mask.Sunglasses.Anything to hide a face the world suddenly recognized.My fingers trembled so badly I could barely dial his assistant’s number.“Where is he?” My voice cracked before the call even connected. “Where is Alexander? Tell me where he is. Where is my—” I stopped, breath shaking. “Where is he?”The answer came quickly.Hospital.Then he said I’d send you the address, it’s a classified information.That was all I needed.I hadn’t driven in weeks.The car smelled stale, untouched, like a forgotten life waiting for me to return.The engine roared too loudly in the quiet estate.Security guards watched as I sped past the gates. I didn’t care who recognized me. I didn’t care who filmed me.The world could burn.I just needed to reach him.Traffic stretched endlessly before me.Every red light felt like a personal cr
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Chapter: DeactivatedAria POVLater that day.I switched on my phone and I did the only thing that felt possible.I deactivated everything.Instagram first. Then Twitter. Then every platform where my face existed, where my name could be spoken without my permission. One by one, accounts disappeared. Profiles vanished. History erased.I uninstalled the apps.The silence afterward felt violent.For the first time in years, the world could not reach me.And for the first time in years, I had no excuse to avoid myself.Without the noise, there was only truth.It came slowly at first.Then all at once.I began replaying everything.Meeting Ethan.The curiosity.The attraction.The mistake.Then his father.The first time had been chaos, confusion, anger, vulnerability tangled into something neither of us had named.The second time had not been a mistake.The second time had been consent.Clear. Conscious. Deliberate.I had chosen it.I had chosen him.Now I carried his child.A soft movement stirred beneath my
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Pregnant by the Billionaire in a Coma
Ashley never imagined that heartbreak would lead her to make the most dangerous decision of her life.
After catching her boyfriend, Josh, cheating on her with her best friend, Ashley’s world falls apart. But heartbreak is the least of her worries. Her younger brother, Jason, desperately needs a bone marrow transplant, and the treatment costs fifty million dollars, money she cannot afford.
Desperate to save his life, Ashley joins the mysterious Heirs Program, a surrogacy arrangement offering life-changing compensation to its chosen candidate. After undergoing unsettling examinations and a series of strange assessments, she is selected.
As she struggles to protect her dignity while securing the money her brother needs, Ashley finds herself entangled in a world of wealth, power, and hidden motives.
She entered the program to save a life. But as the stakes rise and the truth begins to unravel, Ashley must discover whether the price of saving her brother is a sacrifice she can survive, or a decision that will change her life forever.
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Chapter: CooperateAshleyI didn’t wait for an answer.“Acting.”The word came out more quietly than I expected.“I used to love acting so much. Honestly, I think I’ve loved it since I was a child. I was one of those children who watched cartoons and immediately wanted to become the princess. Cinderella, Snow White, all those princesses. I would watch them and then start acting out the scenes with my younger brother.”A smile crept onto my face.“Jason had no choice. I would assign him roles whether he wanted them or not. Sometimes he was the prince. Sometimes he was the villain. Sometimes he was the unfortunate servant who had to follow me around while I pretended to be royalty.”I laughed.“He probably hated it.”I could almost picture my younger self dragging Jason into another imaginary adventure and insisting that he take his role seriously.“I loved embodying different characters. Becoming someone else for a little while. Understanding how they thought, how they felt, how they would react to thing
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Chapter: What do I really miss?Ashley“Oh.”The nurse turned towards me.“Are you alright?”I swallowed.“I’m feeling a little dizzy.”“Okay. Sit back down for me.”I did as she instructed.“Is this normal?” I asked, looking between her and the door. “I was perfectly fine a minute ago.”“Some people experience temporary dizziness or light-headedness. It may settle shortly. Let’s keep you seated and monitor how you’re feeling.”I nodded, although I wasn’t particularly impressed with this new development.“Please tell me I don’t have to go through another injection.”She laughed.“Not right now. Just take your time.”I remained seated while she checked on me. The dizziness gradually eased, and after a little while, I felt steady enough to stand again.By the time Doctor Bennett came back to check on me, I was feeling considerably better.He reminded me of the retrieval appointment, the instructions I needed to follow, and the symptoms that would require immediate attention. I was also advised to contact the clinic if
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Chapter: Two weeks laterASHLEYTwo weeks laterFourteen days of injections, hospital appointments, blood tests, ultrasounds, and having my abdomen turned into a temporary pin cushion.Fourteen days of being reminded that apparently, becoming a mother wasn’t as simple as having a man look at you twice and deciding he wanted to ruin your life.I was beginning to think I could pass for a gynaecologist at this point. I knew more about follicles, ovarian stimulation, hormone levels, and egg development than I had ever imagined I would. If someone mentioned IVF in my presence, I could probably hold a conversation with them.Perhaps I should add fertility specialist to my list of potential career paths.Although, considering how much I hated needles, that would be a rather unfortunate choice.Anyway, after two weeks of ovarian stimulation, Doctor Bennett and his team had finally decided that my ovaries were responding well. My scans and blood tests showed that my follicles had developed sufficiently, and I was read
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Chapter: What a lifeAshleyI stared at her.Excuse me?That was her response?I had just delivered what I considered a very reasonable complaint, complete with supporting arguments and a practical conclusion, and she wanted to know if I was done?I slowly nodded.“Yes. I’m done.”“Good.”Oh, this wasn’t going to go well.“First of all, Miss Fred, you were selected and compensated to participate in a surrogacy programme. You agreed to provide your eggs, undergo the required medical procedures, carry the pregnancy, and fulfil the responsibilities outlined in your contract.”I opened my mouth.She raised a hand.“Allow me to finish.”I closed it.“Your compensation is substantial. You are being paid for the services you have agreed to provide. Nothing about that agreement gives you a position in the Tylan family or makes you a participant in their private affairs.”I stared at her.She continued.“Mr. Tylan’s accident, his wife, his mother, his family, and the affairs of Tylan Holdings are not your concern.
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Chapter: Are you done?AshleyI barely remembered how I got back to the mansion. One minute, I was walking out of the hospital, and the next, I was standing in my bedroom, staring at the enormous bed as though it had personally offended me.I dropped my handbag on the chair and sat down.Then I leaned back.And stared at the ceiling.Hold on.Just hold on.I had spent the better part of the afternoon trying to convince myself that what had happened in that hospital room wasn’t a big deal. Mrs. Brown had explained the arrangement, I’d signed the contract, and I understood what was expected of me.But now that I was back in this house, away from the hospital and the uncomfortable encounter with Skyler’s wife, I was beginning to question the entire situation.I wasn’t trying to become somebody’s side chick. I wasn’t trying to ruin anybody’s marriage. I wasn’t interested in being caught in the middle of a wealthy family’s domestic problems, and I certainly hadn’t signed up to become an accessory to marital dram
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Chapter: FlowersSkyler “Oh, I almost forgot.”There was a faint rustling sound.“I brought you flowers.”I heard the soft scrape of a vase being moved.“They’re beautiful, aren’t they? I chose them myself. I wasn’t sure which ones you’d like, so I picked the ones that reminded me of our anniversary.”Our anniversary.The thought made something inside me ache.It was almost here. Another year of marriage. Another year since I had stood before the people who mattered to us and promised to spend my life with her.Bri gave a little laugh.“Can you believe it’s almost our anniversary? Five years, Skyler. Five whole years.”She sounded amused, but there was sadness beneath it.“And look at us. I have to visit you in a hospital room to celebrate.”I wished I could give her the anniversary she deserved.“What do you want?” she asked. “If you could ask me for anything, what would it be?”She waited, as though she genuinely expected an answer.“Don’t say something expensive. I know you. You’d probably ask me
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The Billionaire’s Unexpected Love
She lost everything—her husband, her home, her best friend. Then fate handed her a billionaire, a child in need, and a second chance.
After a brutal betrayal, May Hemlings is left broke, pregnant, and humiliated. But when she saves a child from a car accident, her world collides with billionaire John Bells and his grieving son, Saint.
What starts as a nanny job turns into a high-stakes deal: Live with John for one year, play the perfect live-in nanny, and walk away with $50 million.
But secrets don’t stay buried. The child in her womb isn’t her ex’s—it’s John’s. And their arrangement ? It's getting dangerously real.
Between boardroom wars, jealous exes, and a powerful family that wants her gone, May must decide: walk away with the money… or fight for the unexpected legacy she’s building—love, family, and a future worth staying for.
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Chapter: The TrialThey called it “The Trial of the Decade.” Adrian Vale vs. The Truth. The courthouse steps were choked with reporters. Microphones thrust into every corner. Camera shutters blinking like bullets. Protesters held signs scrawled with phrases like “Justice for Lena” and “Mental Health Is Not a Weapon.” May stood beside John in a fitted black suit, baby strapped to her chest, Saint clutching her hand like a lifeline. She didn’t say a word to the reporters. Her silence screamed louder than a thousand interviews. Inside, the courtroom was stacked with the press, elite board members, federal agents, and curious public figures who once worshipped Adrian’s name. Now they waited to see if he’d fall. Adrian walked in with his usual arrogance. But something was different. His swagger had a limp. His smile cracked. His tailored suit, pristine—but his eyes? Nervous. Like a lion finally sensing the trap around its throat. The judge entered. “All rise.” The trial began. John took the stand
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Chapter: She never stopped fighting. It was a rainy afternoon when they found it. The flash drive had been sitting in Lena’s favorite hardcover book — The Unbearable Lightness of Being — tucked between pages marked by a dried iris. May had been reading to the baby when the flower fell out, revealing the tiny silver device taped beneath. Saint, sitting nearby, had whispered, “That was her favorite one. She always said it reminded her of light in a dark room.” They plugged it into the encrypted laptop John had been using for their private investigation. A password prompt appeared. Five chances. John stared at the screen, then at Saint. “Do you remember anything Lena used to say a lot? Maybe something only you would know?” Saint furrowed his brows. “She used to sing to me every night. The same one. ‘You are my sunshine.’” May typed it in. Access granted. The folder opened like a locked coffin finally giving up its ghosts. Inside: • Scanned copies of wire transfers tied to shell companies in Switzerland, the Ca
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Chapter: In 5 minutes. The next evening.Smith always thought charm could buy him a clean slate. Even now, as he leaned into the camera for yet another podcast interview—hair perfectly styled, voice syrupy smooth—he smirked as if nothing could touch him. “I was misled,” he said, lips curled like a man auditioning for sympathy. “May played everyone. Even me. I mean, who hides a baby from her husband, right?” Across the city, in the Bells penthouse, May watched with quiet fury. The video played on mute. She didn’t need to hear the lies to feel them. Her phone pinged. A message from her lawyer: “Drop goes live in 5 minutes.” “Let him talk,” she murmured. John leaned over the couch, glancing at the paused video. “Last words before the plunge.” Exactly five minutes later, the internet exploded. An anonymous exposé hit every major blog, news site, and YouTube channel. Under the hashtag #TheRealSmith, the post contained: • Screenshots of Smith begging May to let him claim the baby, even after the pater
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Chapter: Let’s Finish. The following day,The rain had stopped, but the earth was still soft underfoot as May and Saint stepped out of the car. The chapel was tucked behind rows of sycamore trees—quiet, simple, forgotten by the city’s rush. The kind of place people came to when they needed to whisper to God, not parade before Him. May had brought Saint without telling him everything. Not yet. He only knew they were going “somewhere your mom loved.” Saint held her hand tighter than usual, his thumb nervously rubbing her palm. “Did mom come here a lot?” he asked. May nodded. “Every year on your birthday. She lit a candle and whispered something only the heavens heard.” Saint looked up at the chapel’s cross, then back at May. “Did she pray for me?” May crouched down to meet his eyes. “She prayed about you. That much I’m sure of.” Inside the chapel, sunlight filtered through stained glass in splashes of violet and gold. The pews creaked beneath them as they walked, Saint tugging her forward with a stran
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Chapter: Not Fighting Alone.The following day, The press room buzzed like a disturbed hive. Reporters crammed shoulder-to-shoulder, cameras rolling, fingers hovering over record buttons. The air was thick with tension, rumors, and the electric anticipation of scandal. They’d all seen the headlines. They all expected a fall. What they didn’t expect was John Bells standing before them with a calm fury in his eyes—and May Hemlings beside him, no longer hiding. She wore no makeup. No designer label. Just a simple navy blouse and strength. The kind that came from surviving hell and daring to return with receipts. John stepped forward. “I was removed from my position at Bells Corp yesterday,” he began, voice low but resonant. “Not because of incompetence, corruption, or fraud—but because I refused to be controlled by men who hide behind power.” Cameras clicked. Reporters leaned in. “This isn’t just about a CEO being ousted,” he continued. “It’s about how the truth gets buried when it threatens the wrong people.
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Chapter: BoardroomAfter seeing May’s reaction, John summoned a board meeting.The boardroom smelled of sharp citrus and cold ambition. John stood at the end of the long mahogany table, his back straight, his jaw locked. Across from him sat men and women he’d worked with for over a decade—some loyal, some wolves in tailored suits. At the head of the table: Mr. Lanre, one of the senior board members and a quiet admirer of power, not morality. “We’re here,” Lanre said, “to address concerns raised over the past few weeks. Regarding public perception, investor confidence… and executive judgment.” There were murmurs. One woman cleared her throat. Another adjusted her glasses, avoiding John’s gaze. Adrian, of course, wasn’t seated with the rest. He leaned casually against the window, sipping espresso like he was attending a brunch, not a hostile corporate takeover. He caught John’s eyes and smirked. John didn’t flinch. He knew this moment was coming. Adrian had spent weeks poisoning their trust—subtly
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