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2026-06-18 04:29:49
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THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY HIS MASKED ESCORT
The morning sun was blinding when I finally opened my eyes, the cold space beside me on the mattress instantly bringing me back to reality. He was gone. The sheets on his side of the bed were completely smoothed out, leaving nothing behind but that faint, lingering scent all over. I lay there for a minute, staring at the ceiling, my chest aching. “I can’t control how much I need you, Ava” That whisper from the dark echoed in my head, making my heart do a sickening backflip. Had he actually said it? Or was it just a vivid, desperate hallucination cooked up by my own stressed out brain? I shook my head, forcing myself out of bed before the nausea could hit me again. I couldn't afford to get sick. Not today. After a quick shower, I padded down the quiet hallway, trying not to get lost in the process. I didn't see Abby or the baby anywhere, but the heavy doors to Serge’s home office were slightly ajar. I pushed the door open, trying to look confident. Serge was
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY FALING..
I spent ten minutes in front of the bathroom sink, scrubbing off the scent of Serge’s mint and tobacco off my skin, but nothing could wash away that heat of his fingers. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. I forced my swollen lips to stay flat as I pulled my damp hair into a loose bun, and threw on a simple grey oversized shirt to hide the pink marks on my neck. Walking down the grand staircase, I almost felt like I was marching toward an execution but when I stepped into the dining room, crispy smell of roasted chicken and garlic hit my nose. My stomach immediately rolled, a sharp wave of leftover nausea hitting the back of my throat, but I forced it down. I couldn't throw up. Not again. .“Oh, Ava! Come, sit down,” Abby’s sweet voice cut through to me. She was already seated at the massive marble table, pouring water into the crystal glasses. Serge was sitting at the head, of course. He had changed into a cotton black t-shirt, looking completely relaxed, as if he hadn
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY DONT FUCK ME!
AVA POV Serge lets out a deep growl against my mouth, his large hands immediately flying out to wrap around my wet waist, lifting me off the floor as he pressed his mouth back into mine with a force that almost shattered whatever sanity I had left in me. The hot water from the shower head was burning against our skins, but I couldn't feel the chill of reality anymore. My fingers clutched desperately at the now damp fabric of his white shirt, tearing at the buttons as I pulled him closer, drowning in the taste of him. It was heavy. Brutal. I didn’t know what was happening to me lately but he seemed to be the only solution. I had this chaotic rush of adrenaline that made my head spin out of control every damn time he was next to me and in these seconds, of us like this, nothing ever mattered to me, not my husband, not Leo or even the burning sensation of my wedding ring on my finger because it all didn't exist. All I knew and needed right now was this bruising pr
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY A BEAUTIFUL TRAP
Wait. What? The word echoed around my ears, dancing like a loose bullet. Nanny? Serge Sterling had to be kidding , he didn't blackmail me with that video, ship my husband off to some godforsaken training facility upstate, and drag me to his glass tower just to make me change diapers? My mouth opened, but nothing came out. my tongue feeling like a dry piece of wood. I stood frozen in the entryway, fingers gripping the strap of my cheap duffel bag so tightly the canvas was digging into my palm. I wanted to turn around. I wanted to run straight back to the elevator, hit the ground floor, and sprint all the way back to my cramped kitchen. But I couldn't. The weight of Serge's fingers was still burning against my jaw and that image of me naked and pinned against a door was still playing into the back of my eyelids. If I walked out those doors, my marriage was dead by noon. “I... yes. Hello,” I finally managed to choke out. My voice sounded weak, complete
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY HIS NEW NANNY?
The denim jeans felt stiff and really heavy against my fingertips. I stood frozen in the cramped laundry room, my wide eyes staring at the splattered cluster of brownish red stains trailing along the lower cuffs of Matthew's trousers. Blood. It was undeniably human blood. A sickening wave of blind panic and horror curled through my stomach, making my breath hitch in my throat and my mind started its overflow thinking. Did he get into a bar fight with Leo last night? Was he mugged on his way home from the restaurant? My hands shook so violently I could barely hold the weight of the denim. Is this why he was acting awkward earlier today? I threw the trousers into the washing machine, slamming the lid shut with a loud bang before turning on my heel. I padded out of the laundry room with my bare feet toward the kitchen counter. Where was my phone? I needed to talk to Matthew right now and demand an explanation. Reaching the counter, I pushed myself forward to grab my cell b
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY A CRUEL AWAKENING
A sharp blaring noise cuts through the silence in the bedroom and I jolt awake, pushing up, my heart pounding within my ribs out shock before I stretch out to the small clock on the nightstand and slum it off. It was nine o'clock in the morning. An aching throbbed behind my temples, a hangover from yesterday’s hours of crying on the bathroom floor, and the suffocating psychological warfare I had endured at that hotel. All which I had hoped were nightmares but weren’t.Sighing, a smile stretches on my lips as a rush of victory flooded my veins. I sat up in bed, my smile widening and spreading across my lips and face. For the first time in weeks, the crushing weight on my chest now felt a little lighter. I had done it. I had actually looked that notorious billionaire/ CEO Serge Mr. Sterling dead in the face and I had spat a furious no directly into his arrogant face. I hadn't caved to his demonic twelve month contract. I hadn't let him buy my dignity or regulate my body with
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY A WIFE, A WHORE.
AVA POVMy fingers were trembling so as I pulled the file open, desperate to see what was under but horrified at the thought of it all together. From where I am standing, I could hear crushing thunder, an indication of a heavy storm coming up.An all took familiar sense of nostalgia hit me. Serge
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY AN ILLUSION OF FREEDOM.
LEO STERLING POV “Let’s go, buddy,” I grunted as I helped Matthew up, throwing his heavy arm over my shoulder to stabilize his weight. He was such a complete light head!!Four glasses of cheap whiskey at the casino and he was already completely out of it, his words slurring into incoherent mess w
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY A NEW BARGAIN.
“Matthew,” Leo called out, reaching a hand to my husband. Matthew staggered directly into his arms, completely ignoring my presence after Serge practically commanded them to leave. “Babe... Mr. Sterling here is a really good boss,” Matthew purred, a sharp hiccup cutting him off mid sentence. “S
THE CEOS’ SECRET BABY Clean Up The Mess.
“What the actual fuck.” He was breathless, his eyes tearing between Serge and me. I could tell he was about to pounce. I tried to step toward him, desperate to reassure him that it wasn’t what it looked like, that none of this was real or mattered. But the heavy steel cuffs around my hands pul
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