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Chapter 41: Why Does It Hurt?
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2026-05-29 06:47:33
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Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 41: Why Does It Hurt?
The words echoed in Amy’s head long after she left the office.I’m pregnant.At first, she thought she heard wrong.Surely she did.Because the moment she stepped into Zion’s office that morning, she hadn’t expected that.She remembered pushing the door open gently, ready to ask Zion if he had reviewed the investor documents she sent earlier.Then she saw her.Victoria.Standing too close to him.Too comfortable.Too familiar.Amy’s steps slowed instantly.The atmosphere already felt wrong before a single word was spoken.Then Victoria smiled.That smile.The kind women wore when they believed they had already won.And then—“I’m pregnant.”Amy froze completely.For a second, the world became soundless.She looked at Victoria first.Then slowly at Zion.Waiting.Hoping.Praying her ears had betrayed her.But Zion looked shocked too.And somehow… that hurt even more.Because if he looked surprised, then it meant this wasn’t planned.Meaning there was a possibility.A real possibility.
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 40: Scandal
The moment Zion’s car pulled into the underground parking lot of Zion Group, he knew things had spiraled completely out of control.Even before stepping out, camera flashes exploded around him.Media personnel swarmed the entrance like hungry vultures the second his security opened the car door.“Mr. Petrakis! Is the pregnancy rumor true?”“Are you having a child with your ex-lover?”“What does your wife think about the situation?”“Is there trouble in your marriage?”“Did Mrs. Petrakis leave because of the affair?”Questions flew aggressively from every direction.Zion’s jaw hardened.His expression remained cold. Controlled. Dangerous.He ignored every single question as he stepped out in a perfectly tailored black suit, moving through the crowd with long, purposeful strides while his security team struggled to hold reporters back.“Sir! Sir! One statement please!”But Zion didn’t stop.Didn’t look back.Didn’t even blink.The atmosphere inside the building wasn’t any better.The mo
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 39: Where Is Amy
Zion had never felt fear like this before.Not during hostile business takeovers.Not during million-dollar negotiations.Not even when Zion Group almost collapsed years ago.But this?This terrified him.For the past six hours, he had called everyone he could think of.Her mother.Her colleagues.Old university friends.Business associates.Even people Amy barely spoke to anymore.Nothing.No one had seen her.No one had heard from her.The realization hit harder every passing minute—Amy had left without her things.Her handbag was still sitting in the office.Her phone, too.Which meant she had no way to contact anyone.And worse?No way for him to reach her.Zion paced his office restlessly, loosening his tie in frustration. His usually neat hair was disheveled from how many times he had dragged his hands through it.“Think, Zion,” he muttered to himself. “Where would she go?”He stopped suddenly.Then cursed under his breath.Her grandmother.Hours earlier...Amy sat quietly by the
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 38: Realization
Shock.That was the only thing Amy could feel as the words echoed mercilessly in her head.I’m pregnant.The entire office suddenly felt too small. Too hot. Too suffocating.Amy stared at Victoria, then slowly turned toward Zion, searching his face for something—anything. Denial. Confusion. Anger.But Zion himself looked stunned.And somehow, that hurt even more.Amy’s throat tightened painfully. Her fingers curled around her handbag as her breathing became uneven.Victoria smirked, clearly enjoying every second of the silence she had created.“Well?” she said lightly. “Nobody’s going to say congratulations?”Amy couldn’t take it anymore.Without a word, she turned and walked out.“Amy—”Zion immediately moved after her, panic crashing into him the moment he saw tears gathering in her eyes.“Amy, wait!”But she was already moving fast down the hallway toward the elevator. Employees looked up in confusion as she pressed the button repeatedly.The doors slid open.“Amy!” Zion shouted aga
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 37: I’m Pregnant
The sound of running water filled the bathroom while Amy remained curled under the sheets, staring at the ceiling with a foolish smile she refused to acknowledge.A few minutes later, Zion stepped out of the bathroom dressed in black slacks that hung low on his waist, a white towel thrown casually around his neck as he dried his damp hair.Amy looked up from the bed and instantly regretted it.Droplets of water traced down the hard planes of his chest, disappearing beneath the waistband of his trousers. His skin still glistened from the shower, and the fresh scent of soap and cedarwood wrapped around the room.Zion noticed her staring immediately.A slow smirk tugged at his lips.“So,” he said casually while buttoning his wristwatch, “should I start charging you for these private shows?”Amy rolled her eyes dramatically and threw a pillow toward him.“You’re impossible.”“And yet,” he replied smoothly, catching the pillow with one hand, “you keep looking.”Amy groaned and climbed out o
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 36: Kiss Me
The room was quiet except for the rhythmic ticking of the clock and the occasional gust of wind brushing against the windowpane. The night was dimly lit by the soft golden glow of the bedside lamp, casting delicate shadows across the room. The sheets were soft beneath them, a delicate contrast to the storm of emotions pulsing in the air. Zion lay beside her, his fingers brushing gently over her arm, tracing invisible lines up to her shoulder. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss just below her ear—light, almost reverent. Amy’s breath hitched, her body tensing slightly at the contact before melting into it. "You’re trembling," he whispered against her skin, his voice hoarse with restraint. "Is it me... or the anticipation?" Amy didn’t answer. She didn’t have to. Her eyes said enough—half-lidded, glassy, unsure whether to hold back or fall completely. Zion continued slowly, deliberately. He placed feather-light kisses along the curve of her neck, pausing at the base of her throat. His
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 12: A Twist of Fate II
Amy sat in a high-backed leather chair, surrounded by her legal team. The room hummed with focused energy as they discussed the case against the Zion Groups. Detailed documents and charts covered the large conference table, evidence of the meticulous preparation that had gone into building their cas
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 11: Unveiling the Truth
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Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 10: A Storm In Dawn
The sun's gentle rays peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow across Amy's face as she stirred from her slumber. Her heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nerves. Today marked a significant milestone in her journey—a year had passed since she had joined the Zion Groups, and now she s
Black Coffee With No Sugar Chapter 9: Clash of Wills
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