Secret Baby For The Billionaire CEO

JULIE I closed my eyes in a prayer as I walked into the office. I had taken some days off since the day Adam walked into my home and dumped me. He had not fired me like he promised but it would seem that someone had spread the news about the end of our relationship in the office because as soon as I arrived the next day, I began to hear snide remarks about how I had given myself to my boss and how I was used and dumped by him. I knew he had done that, spread those malicious rumors to put himself in the clear. He had all but threatened me when he came over and this was his plan. Taking about a week off seemed like the best course of action after everything but I was back now and with news I did not think Adam was going to like but he was going to have to accept. A sickness had hit me days ago but now I knew it wasn’t just any sickness… I was pregnant, two weeks pregnant and Adam was the father. I smiled as the elevator door opened and I walked straight to his office door which I

JULIE I stepped out of the plane with Bryan and sighted the waiting car courtesy of Adam’s company. The move back to London had been swift after the contract signing and I was chosen to represent the company meaning I would be working as close to Adam as we used to in the past. There was a difference now, though. I was no longer the pathetic little personal assistant who had fallen hopelessly for her boss and allowed him use her for his satisfaction and then toss her out like she was waste product. I was Consultant at the biggest fashion brand in Birmingham… ‘Luxanne’ and I was going to have my own office as a partner to Adam. The chauffeur opened the car door and I mentioned the hotel I would be staying until I get a place to rent. Bryan bombarded me with questions about the city while I did my best to answer and not think about the meeting I was having later in the day at the company. I could not help the tremor that raced up my spine at the thought of returning to that plac

ADAMI was fixated on the spot, with my mouth wide open, trying to process what just happened. I had seen guts, but what Julie just displayed before me was on some terminator level craziness. I knew her hatred for me was at an all-time high, but I never thought it had gotten to the extent of talking back at me, The Adam Jones.Nobody in London, scratch that… No woman in London dared to talk to me in that tone. Who the fuck does she think she is?I thought of firing her after that, but in as much as Julie had sworn to be a thorn in my flesh, she knew her onions in the fashion Industry and I would be damned if my competitors got their hands on such priceless asset, which is she.“She’d come around. I’m sure she will. But before that, I would put that scallywag in her place. The fact we used to fuck years ago gives her no right to fucking address me in that manner. She’s way beneath me!” I raged, while heading out.It was quite a distance from the office to Dad’s place. I had to go wit

JULIE“Now, that arsehole, Adam would regret all he ever did to me. I would be his worst nightmare. As for Samantha, I’ll make sure she gives me my respect, even if it means going to war for it” I soliloquized.It’s been about two weeks since I resumed work at the Jones Group of Companies. Things were still very much like they used to be 6 years ago. The only difference was that I was more respected, unlike when I was still Adam’s little bitch whom he used to satisfy his never-ending urges.Whenever I saw the face of Adam Jones, I saw that of a villain. One that promised me the whole world and threw me outside in the cold to die. Some days, I wished I could do more than yell at him; probably beat him up in retaliation for all that he made me pass through with my son.I swore never to let him know Bryan was his. After all, he was nowhere to be found when I was striving in Birmingham, multitasking between work and taking care of the boy. That bastard doesn’t deserve to father my child!

JULIEBryan was my world, the only reason I kept pushing. He was still a kid, but I could comfortably shed a tear or two whenever I was in my feelings and he would console me without knowing what the issue was. I kept doing my best to ensure he never missed the presence of a father.Birmingham was home to him. He was born and brought up there. All his friends were there and it was never difficult for him to make friends in school there. But it was different in London. He would always come home to complain about other kids not wanting to play with him.To him, the kids in London were different and they didn’t like him.‘Mummy, I don’t like it here. All the kids are being mean to me” He’d usually say.“I’m sure you’ll enjoy it soon enough, sweetie. Just give it time” I’d assure him.I just kept hoping I told him the truth and not something to keep him calm for the moment.I watched him as he bounced in glee towards the car. A happy kid, he was.“Baby, how was school today? Did you make