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One hundred and nine
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Amaka Is Nina and Lena the same person…?🤔 Question that requires an answer and in the next few chapters you’ll will uncover this mystery with me☺️☺️
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Mr. President Has A Baby Bump One hundred and ten
~~Alex~~The silence that followed was the kind that cut deeper than screaming. Jay sagged against me, trembling but trying to hide it, one hand clutched protectively over the swell of his stomach. I could feel the shivers through him, the fragile way his body held on, and it made something violent in me rise. Does whatever smell he perceived from Dahlia affecting him that much. I have read a lot about this from the pregnancy book I bought, but I never thought he will react this strongly to smells he can’t stand.He shouldn’t have to beg for air in his own home. He shouldn’t have to choke on someone else’s stench, or fold in on himself just to survive another scene.And Lena,My eyes flicked to her.She stood too still, too composed. She hasn’t really said much if nothing since she came in, but I’d been around too many people who knew how to soften their words while sharpening their intent. She said nothing but her expression says a lot, she looks like something out of her normal hab
Mr. President Has A Baby Bump One hundred and nine
~~Jay~~I really didn’t want to do that. Hell, I didn’t even mean to say it out loud. But it just slipped like the words crawled out of my throat on their own.“She smells.”God.Why the fuck did I have to say that in front of everyone? Why did I have to embarrass her, embarrass myself like that? Sincerely speaking… she really does smell…. And the smell made me feel like I was going to throw out the babies from my mouth. Maybe it was her perfume or something else she wearing, I can say, all I knew was that I can’t stand her… and her smelling with me taunting he wasn’t a good thing. Ever since I recovered enough to walking around.I’ve been more emotional and little thing brings the dramatic and childlike me out.Because the truth? It wasn’t even about her. It was about me.The second Lena walked in, my whole body lit up like a fuse. She was different, sure, something about her didn’t quite match the sister I remembered. But she was still Lena. She smelled like her, looked like her, mo
Mr. President Has A Baby Bump One hundred and eight
~~Dahlia~~Did this motherfucker just say I’m smelling?Like… what the actual fuck.Was this a joke to them? Were they both sitting here laughing inside, plotting to make me look like some ragged street urchin dragged in from the sewers? My insane, dramatic brother just declared his undying love for the damn fiancé no no…. I mean psycho ex… like this was some romance drama and now me, Dahlia, was the punchline?After everything?After I was dragged from Japan against my will, shoved on that godforsaken ship, forced back to this city I swore I wouldn’t set foot in—just so I could face this humiliation?What the fuck were they riding at?My fists clenched so tight my nails dug into my palms. My voice snapped, cutting through the room.“Did you just say I was smelling?”I stalked forward, my heels clicking sharp against the polished floor, each step daring him to repeat it.And what did my mountain of a fiancé do?He didn’t even look at me. He just whimpered like some princess in distre
Mr. President Has A Baby Bump One hundred and seven
~~Nina~~What the hell was going on here?Why was a huge man like him broad shoulders, chest like a wall acting like some delicate drama queen, clinging to me as though the world would end if he let go? His grip wasn’t just tight; it was desperate, trembling with something raw. And his stomach pressed against me, round and solid, dragging my mind into questions I didn’t even want to think about.And God, it felt strange. Strange, but not wrong.Every instinct in me screamed that I should shove him off, laugh at his foolishness, remind him I wasn’t his sister, that I wasn’t even supposed to exist here. But instead… I just stood there, frozen, letting him lean on me, letting his ridiculous damsel-in-distress act play out.Because the truth?He didn’t even feel like a stranger.And that… that was the part that unsettled me the most. Something deep in my chest, a part of me I didn’t know existed, wanted to tolerate his foolishness. Wanted to hold him, soothe him, tell him whatever storm h
Mr. President Has A Baby Bump One hundred and six
Third person POV The courtyard was still frozen in collective disbelief.Every pair of eyes from the armed guards to the Alpha team flanking the entrance tracked the surreal sight of their president striding toward the mansion, cradling a full-grown man in his arms like a spoiled child.Dahlia broke the silence first after he left… her voice pitched high with incredulity. “Really? They don’t even care to hide it anymore?”Her words sliced through the stunned air, and a ripple of murmurs broke out behind her.The Alpha team exchanged uneasy glances, their rigid formation faltering. “Who the hell… was that?” one muttered under his breath. “That’s definitely not our president. Our president won’t…. Since when does he—”“Carry men around like toddlers?” another finished, jaw slack.Even Ethan, usually unreadable and collected, stood rooted in place, his composure stripped bare. He blinked once. Twice. His lips parted, but no sound came. His brain simply refused to compute what he was see
Mr. President Has A Baby Bump One hundred and five
~Nina~~Driving into this castle-like house that screamed luxury, I couldn’t help but feel a little out of place, like the world had suddenly shifted beneath my feet. My eyes kept darting from the towering walls to the sprawling windows glinting under the evening light. The place didn’t just whisper wealth… it shouted it in a voice so loud it left me bewildered.What the actual fuck… rich people really do know how to showcase their wealth.Beside me, Dahlia leaned forward, curiosity tugging at her voice.“Ethan, did Alex move…?”“Yes, Young Miss,” Ethan replied smoothly, professional as ever. “The president moved here because he preferred it.”Dahlia clicked her tongue, dragging the sound out with a hiss. “Whatever,” she muttered, slumping back with a roll of her eyes, but I could feel her tension radiating in the car.As we drove deeper through the massive iron gates, the reality of it settled on me like a weight pressing down. Cameras were tucked into every angle, shadows of guards
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