Chapter 4– The Secret I Can’t Hide

My heart pounded wildly inside my chest.

Alexander King’s sharp eyes were still fixed on me, studying my face as if trying to remember something.

I forced myself to stay calm.

“Your assistant must be mistaken,” I said quickly.

For a moment, he said nothing.

Then he leaned back slightly in his chair, still watching me.

“Perhaps,” he said.

His voice was calm, but there was something intense about the way he looked at me.

I felt like he could see straight through every lie I tried to tell.

Alexander picked up a file from his desk and opened it.

“Emily Carter,” he read slowly. “Twenty-four years old. Marketing graduate. Currently unemployed.”

My cheeks warmed slightly with embarrassment.

Of course someone like him would know everything about me already.

He closed the file and looked up again.

“So tell me, Miss Carter,” he said. “Why do you want to work at King Enterprises?”

The truth was… I didn’t.

I didn’t even apply for this job.

But there was no way I could tell him that.

“I just… need a job,” I said honestly.

For a moment, silence filled the office.

Then suddenly my stomach twisted uncomfortably.

A wave of nausea rushed over me.

Oh no.

Not now.

I quickly pressed my hand against my stomach, trying to control the feeling.

But it only got worse.

Alexander noticed immediately.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

“Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” I said quickly.

But before I could stop it, I suddenly stood up and rushed toward the small restroom inside his office.

I barely made it before throwing up.

When I finally stepped back out, my face burned with embarrassment.

Alexander was standing near the door, watching me closely.

His expression had completely changed.

He looked… suspicious.

“You’re sick,” he said.

“I’m fine,” I insisted again.

But he didn’t seem convinced.

Instead, his eyes slowly moved down to my stomach.

A strange look crossed his face.

“Miss Carter,” he said slowly.

“Yes?”

“Are you… pregnant?”

My heart nearly stopped.

The question hung heavily in the air between us.

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.

I had promised myself I wouldn’t tell him.

I didn’t want anything from him.

Not his money.

Not his power.

But standing there under his intense gaze, I realized something terrifying.

Alexander King was not the kind of man who accepted lies easily.

His eyes sharpened slightly.

“You’re avoiding the question,” he said.

My hands trembled slightly.

Should I tell him?

Or keep the secret?

Finally, I whispered the truth.

“Yes.”

The room suddenly felt completely silent.

Alexander’s expression froze.

Then his voice turned dangerously quiet.

“How far along?”

“Six weeks.”

The moment the words left my mouth, realization flashed across his face.

His eyes widened slightly.

Then he said something that made my heart drop.

“Six weeks…” he repeated slowly.

His gaze locked onto mine.

“That’s exactly six weeks after the night we met.”

My breath caught.

He remembered.

Alexander took a slow step closer.

His presence suddenly felt overwhelming.

“Tell me something, Emily,” he said quietly.

“Is the baby… mine?”