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Secret Baby Of the Ruthless Billionaire LISA’s POV
If anyone tells you pregnancy is a beautiful, glowing, ethereal experience, they’re either lying or trying to sell you something. At eight and a half months, I’ve reached the stage where standing up feels like a strategic military operation, and my ankles have officially gone AWOL.I catch my reflection in the cottage mirror and wince.“Good Lord,” I mutter to myself. “Who let a beach ball wear my pajamas?”The baby kicks in response, and I swear it feels personal.“Oh, don’t you start,” I say, patting my belly as I shuffle toward the kitchen. “You’re the one who’s been using my bladder as a trampoline.”I’ve developed a weirdly affectionate habit of narrating everything out loud. It’s probably because I live alone, and if I don’t talk to myself or the baby, the silence gets a lIttle too loud. Claire says it’s adorable. I say it’s proof I’m two decaf coffees away from going completely feral.Speaking of Claire, she’s due any minute. She’s bringing groceries and something called “labor
Secret Baby Of the Ruthless Billionaire LISA'S POV
The rain hasn’t stopped for hours. It trickles down the windows in lazy lines, blurring the world beyond the glass like a watercolor in motion. I sit curled up on the couch, a soft gray blanket draped around my shoulders, one hand resting on the curve of my belly. Six months. Just three months left, and everything changes.Again.I run my fingers across the little blue hat I knitted last night, its yarn still holding the warmth of my touch. It’s lopsided and imperfect, but I love it anyway. It’s his first. A tiny promise that I’ll be enough, even if I’m the only one he knows. Even if he never knows who his father is. I want to raise him with so much love.Enough love to soften the absence. Enough to make him whole.I close my eyes for a moment, letting the warmth from the fireplace soak into my skin. The logs crackle softly, the flames casting golden shadows on the floorboards. The baby kicks again, stronger this time, and I press a hand there instinctively.“Hey, little one,” I whis
Secret Baby Of the Ruthless Billionaire LISA'S POV
The rain hasn’t stopped for hours. It trickles down the windows in lazy lines, blurring the world beyond the glass like a watercolor in motion. I sit curled up on the couch, a soft gray blanket draped around my shoulders, one hand resting on the curve of my belly. Six months. Just three months left, and everything changes.Again.I run my fingers across the little blue hat I knitted last night, its yarn still holding the warmth of my touch. It’s lopsided and imperfect, but I love it anyway. It’s his first. A tiny promise that I’ll be enough, even if I’m the only one he knows. Even if he never knows who his father is. I want to raise him with so much love.Enough love to soften the absence. Enough to make him whole.I close my eyes for a moment, letting the warmth from the fireplace soak into my skin. The logs crackle softly, the flames casting golden shadows on the floorboards. The baby kicks again, stronger this time, and I press a hand there instinctively.“Hey, little one,” I whis
Secret Baby Of the Ruthless Billionaire LISA'S POV
The knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. My heart leaped into my throat as I stared at the door, suddenly unsure of who or what I was expecting. I wasn’t used to visitors. No one ever came here, and that was exactly how I liked it.I stood up slowly, wiping the tear tracks from my cheeks. I didn’t want to open it, not with the swirl of emotions still tightening around my chest. I wasn’t ready to face anyone, but I couldn’t ignore the persistent knock.My hand hesitated on the doorknob. It could be a delivery. Or a neighbor. But deep down, I felt this wasn’t just a random visit.I opened the door cautiously, just a crack at first. When I saw who was standing there, my heart froze.It was Nathan.Nathan—the man I thought I’d marry one day. The man who had shattered my world when I found him in bed with Bella. He was the last person I wanted to see, yet here he was, standing on my doorstep with that same cocky grin that used to make my heart flutter but now only made me sick.
Secret Baby Of the Ruthless Billionaire LISA'S POV
My life had settled into an unexpected calm ever since I arrived in California. There was a peacefulness here, an anonymity that soothed my frayed nerves. No one knew me, no one asked questions, and I was grateful for it. I spent most days working quietly on a business I’d started with the money I had gotten from that night—the night I wanted so desperately to forget. The investment I made had turned out better than I could have hoped, and for the first time in what felt like forever, there was no drama, no heartbreak. Just me, my work, and the slow rhythm of days blending together.But then, the nausea started.At first, I thought it was stress or maybe something I ate. But the queasiness became more frequent, then constant. Every morning, like clockwork, I’d wake up feeling sick to my stomach, unable to keep anything down. I dismissed it for weeks, chalking it up to anxiety or the toll of running a business on my own. But when the dizziness started, along with fatigue that left me e
Secret Baby Of the Ruthless Billionaire LISA'S POV
LISA’S POV:I woke up feeling an intense pain coursing through my body, my muscles sore and aching from the night before. The throbbing in my lower body was particularly sharp, and as I shifted under the sheets, the memories of last night began to creep back into my mind, each one sending a wave of nausea through me.I turned my head slowly and saw him lying next to me, the man from last night. His broad chest rose and fell steadily with each breath, his dark hair still slightly damp from the shower he must’ve taken before falling asleep. He looked peaceful, almost serene, as if the events of last night hadn’t impacted him at all. But for me… everything had changed.The flashbacks came in fragments at first. His cold, detached offer. My hesitation. The pain of his touch, the pressure of his body against mine. I had been so numb last night, emotionally deadened by everything that had happened with Nathan. But now, in the pale morning light, I felt everything. The shame, the guilt, the
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