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FALING..
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2026-06-18 19:16:09
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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 stood there, like a predator who had already calculated every variable of the toil in my life. He looked unbothered, his eyes tracking the slight rise and fall of my chest with a cold, amusement that made me want to rip his face to apart.After reading a few words in the file, I slammed it shut, with venom pulsing through me all the way to my head before , I harshly threw it at his chest. It collided with his shirt before sliding to the floor, scattering a few loose pages across the carpet . But I didn't care about the mess. “You are a sick, twisted monster, Serge,” I spat, my voice low with a thick edge I didn't even recognize. That contract was moulded to be a direct death sentence
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