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BUT NO MORE

Author: Ella Mart
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-22 05:27:31

XAVIER'S POV

The city outside my hotel window was restless, alive with horns, streetlights and vehicles revving in the late night traffic. London never really slept, but tonight it felt like the whole world was wide awake with me. I sat on the edge of the bed, shoes still on, tie loosened, staring at the floor like it held answers I desperately needed.

Melissa’s voice still echoed in my ears, sharp and trembling with fury, shutting me out. Her door slamming had been final—like a gavel, sentencing me to my own torment. But that wasn’t what ripped me open the most. It was her belly. The undeniable curve beneath her clothes. A child.

Every breath I drew came with the same stabbing thought: She’s pregnant.

I stood up, paced to the window, then back to the bed. My fists kept clenching and unclenching at my sides. “Think, Xavier. Think,” I muttered under my breath. My mind jumped to the worst possibilities first—what if it wasn’t mine? What if, while I was too proud and blind, someone el
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