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Mr. President Has A Baby Bump Thirty
Third person POVThe Hale MansionThe sound of shattering glass echoed through the marble hallways of the Hale estate, followed by the thunderous slam of a porcelain vase against the wall.“Useless! Worthless! Goddamn disgrace!” Chairman Hale’s voice roared like a storm tearing through a brittle structure. His hands, once steady with power and precision, now trembled with fury as another antique sculpture met its end against the wall. He felt like the heaven hated him so much to have made him a father to the most despicable and the most useless child of all time.Servants stood frozen along the edges of the room, Elijah among them with each one trying their best to melt into the wallpaper, to become invisible as their employer’s wrath raged on unchecked. No one dared breathe too loudly. No one dared look him in the eye.The chairman’s face was flushed, lips curled in disgust as he paced the room like a caged beast. Decades of authority rippled off him like heat from a furnace. He felt
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~~ Alex ~~I had just zipped up my hoodie, keys in one hand and helmet in the other, when my phone started vibrating against the kitchen counter.Dad.The screen glared up at me like a warning.I almost ignored it. Almost. But then it hit me the last time I spoke to him was over a week ago.I answered with a sigh. “Yeah?”“What the hell is going on, Alex?” my father barked, voice sharp like he’d been holding back and just snapped. “Ethan said you haven’t been to the office in days. You didn’t show up for the board review, you missed your strategy call with the Tokyo investors, and have you forgotten your business trip?”I pressed the heel of my hand into my eye. “It slipped. I’ve been handling other…” I was never this forgetful my whole life… what the heck Alex “Other what, Alex? Goddamn yoga classes? Or is it your usual clubbing and hookup with other men?” His voice dropped to that dangerous low he used when disappointment was clawing under his skin. “You’re CEO, not some frat boy c
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~~Alex~~Jay Jay Jay and am fucking tired of that god forsaken name hunting me like he’s a shadow, he got a nice ass and a great fuck but I don’t get while I can get rid of him form my thoughts. I haven’t even had sex for a while all because of him, I need to relief my dick from this torment and after that, I will dig into Jay and Lena. Those Hale siblings are fucking annoying.I got my bike keys and went straight to the garage and drive straight to the club where I met Jay for the first time, I need a release.The bass hit first low, thick, and crawling under my skin. The air inside the club was heavy with cologne, sweat, and the kind of heat that promised sin. A place where nobody asked questions. Where names didn’t matter. Where I could forget.I wasn’t here for a drink. I wasn’t here to talk. I was here to burn off the frustration twisting in my chest before it turned into something I couldn’t control.The bar was my vantage point. Whiskey in hand, I let my gaze sweep the crowd. H
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~~ Alex ~~It had been four days since I put someone on Jay’s trail, and still nothing. No updates, no slip‑ups, not even a blurry picture. All I knew was what his oh‑so‑beloved sister and his father told me: that he’d left the country.Maybe I should just book a flight and show up at his so‑called destination. Catch him off‑guard. Look him in the eye and get my answers.My phone buzzed. Caller ID lit up with the investigator’s number. Finally.I answered before the second ring. “Talk to me.”His voice was low, careful. “Sir… things are… different now.”I frowned. “Different how?”“The security around him is extremely tight. I mean tighter than I’ve ever seen. Like… presidential‑level tight. Cameras, guards, shadows everywhere. You’d think he was some kind of national treasure.”That made no sense, isn’t he out of the country. “So he is out of the country?”A pause. “No. He’s here. Same city. Same air. Just… untouchable.”Untouchable… huh?I leaned back in my chair, irritation prickli
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~~Lena~~The moment I told Jay I’m the pregnant one, the decision stopped being a bluff. It became a war strategy.By evening , I had already pulled strings. I called in favors. My trusted OB-GYN someone who owed me more than they could ever repaywas briefed. New medical records were being fabricated under my name, complete with sonograms, appointment logs, and lab results. The files would be impossible to dispute. Anyone who tried to dig would hit a wall thick enough to break their nose.Jay watched me from the couch, his arms folded tight across his middle.“You’re really going all in with this,” he murmured.I met his gaze. “We don’t have the luxury of half-measures, little brother.”His lips pressed into a thin line. “How long do you think we can keep it up?”“As long as we have to.” My voice was firm, leaving no space for doubt. “We control the narrative, we control the timeline. No one gets close enough to question it.”He glanced down at his stomach, his hand drifting over the
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~~Jay~~ Lena’s voice was steady, almost too calm, as she stepped deeper into the room. “Don’t worry. Whoever that is, my men outside will take care of it.” My throat tightened. “And the two doctors who knows?” Her gaze cut to me, cool and deliberate. “The first one’s been handled. The second won’t be a problem.” I hesitated. “And this new doctor?” Her lips curved not into a smile, but something sharper. “He’s mine. Works for me. One wrong word from him, and he’s gone.” The matter‑of‑fact way she said it made my stomach knot. She never bluffed. Not Lena. She pulled out her phone, typed something quick, then slid it back into her jacket. Decisions made. Lines drawn. “You focus on staying alive and keeping those babies safe,” she said. “The rest? That’s on me.” I wanted to ask what “handled” really meant, but the look in her eyes told me I wouldn’t like the answer. So I just nodded, Lena became another person any time it comes to protecting me, which makes me feel less of a m
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