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THE DOCTOR'S NEWS
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2025-09-28 01:14:40
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THE WRONG MAN'S BABY THE TWIN STRIKES BACK
Ariana’s POVI wake to a buzzing phone and a hollow ache in my chest.For a few seconds, I pretend it’s a normal morning. Sunlight glints off the skyline, coffee smells drift faintly from the kitchen. But the moment I reach for my phone, the illusion shatters.Notifications spill across the screen like a flood. Headlines. Tags. DMs. My name trending again.I tap one link, heart hammering.“Gold-Digger or Victim? Exclusive Photos Raise Questions About Ariana Blake.”Below it, a collage of images:Me leaving the clinic yesterday, hand over my belly. Me stepping out of Damian’s car, his arm around me. An old photo from my social media of me laughing with a male coworker — cropped and twisted with a new caption: “The real father?”My stomach turns. I scroll faster. The comments are worse.She’s disgusting. Playing both brothers.That baby isn’t even Damian’s.Classic scammer move.My throat tightens until I can barely breathe. “No… oh God, no…”Another headline hits harder than the rest:
THE WRONG MAN'S BABY FIRST CRACKS
Ariana’s POVThe city beyond the penthouse windows feels colder than usual, its glittering skyline more like knives than stars. I curl on the couch, blanket wrapped around me, but the chill isn’t in the air.It’s in me.Today should have been perfect. The heartbeat. The little kicks I imagined. The word boy echoing in my head like music. It should have been joy.Instead, the moment was ripped apart by flashing cameras, cruel whispers, and Adrian’s smug voice claiming what he never wanted to begin with.And Damian, always Damian with that damn mask of his.He doesn’t break. He doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t show.Except… in the car, I thought I saw something. Just for a second, when he said the baby already owned him. His voice cracked, his eyes softened. Then it was gone, sealed away again like it had never happened.I close my eyes, trying to block it out. But the memory clings to me, louder than the noise outside.The floor creaks faintly. I open my eyes. Damian strides past, tie loosen
THE WRONG MAN'S BABY THE DOCTOR'S NEWS
Damian’s POVThe word nothing has a strange taste in my mouth.That’s what I walked away with yesterday—no inheritance, no empire waiting in the wings, no parents to fall back on. Nothing.And yet when I watch Ariana pacing the penthouse this morning, chewing at her bottom lip, phone clutched in her hand like a lifeline, the word doesn’t feel like a loss.It feels like freedom.“Stop staring,” she mutters without looking at me.“I’m not.”“You are.” She shoots me a sharp look, eyes flashing, cheeks flushed with nerves. “You’ve been standing there like some kind of bodyguard since six a.m. It’s creepy.”I lean against the doorway, folding my arms. “Then stop being nervous.”Her laugh is brittle. “Oh, sure. Let me just switch off my brain. Easy.”She grabs her purse, shoves her phone inside, and heads for the door. Her shoulders are stiff, her chin tilted high, but her hands tremble.It’s the first doctor’s appointment since the headlines, since Vanessa’s venom. Since my parents’ ultima
THE WRONG MAN'S BABY FAMILY ULTIMATUM
Damian’s POVThe penthouse is too quiet.Not the comforting kind of quiet—this one gnaws at me. Every breath, every tick of the clock feels louder than it should.Ariana sits on the couch, blanket around her shoulders, phone clutched tight in her hand like a weapon. Her eyes are red, swollen, but sharp enough to cut me in half.“You threatened her.”Her words slam into me like a verdict.“Yes.”Her throat works as she swallows. “Why?”I move closer, but not too close. “Because she made you bleed. And I don’t forgive people who draw blood from what’s mine.”Her chest rises and falls too fast. “Don’t....don’t say it like that. Like I’m property.”“You’re not property.” My voice lowers. “You’re everything that matters.”Her lips part, trembling. For a second, I think she’ll believe me. Then she shakes her head, bitter laughter spilling out.“You don’t get it, Damian. I’m ruining you. Every headline, every whisper, it’s because of me. Your company. Your family. They’ll never forgive this.
THE WRONG MAN'S BABY THE LEAK
Damian’s POVThe boardroom feels too small tonight.Not because it is — the space is built to impress, all glass walls and a gleaming oak table that stretches nearly the length of the floor. But the moment I step inside, it feels suffocating.Screens flash at the far end. Numbers plummet in red. Hashtags scroll. News banners rotate like blades.And every headline carries her name.Ariana Blake: Mistress. Gold-digger. Manipulator.My jaw tightens.“…we’ve confirmed three outlets already carrying Vanessa’s interview,” one of the PR officers drones. “It’s trending across platforms. Public sentiment....”“Down thirty percent,” another cuts in. “And sinking.”I don’t hear them. I only hear Vanessa’s voice, played back on one of the feeds.“She targeted him. Manipulated him. Ariana’s desperate — she used her pregnancy as leverage. Damian’s smart, but even smart men fall for the wrong woman.”My grip on the chair tightens until leather groans under my hand.Across the table, directors exchan
THE WRONG MAN'S BABY THE TRUCE
Ariana’s POVThe morning after the fight, I expect to wake to shouting. I expected Damien to be nagging as usual, with the way he acts you'll think he was the one pregnant. Such as drama queen.Instead, I wake to silence.The penthouse is too still, too polished, sunlight reflecting off glass and steel until it hurts my eyes. But on the nightstand is a bottle of water and a folded blanket I didn’t leave there.Damian.I should feel smothered. Instead, I feel… something I don’t want to name.In the kitchen, Damian is at war with eggs again.The smell is awful. The pan is blackened.I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed. “You do realize food is supposed to be edible, right?”He doesn’t look up. “They’re fine.”“They’re charcoal, the eggs are extremely burnt."He turns the pan, scowling. “Do you want breakfast or not?”I smirk. “Not if it comes with a side of lung cancer.”For a second, his mouth twitches. Almost a smile. He hides it by dumping the eggs and pouring cereal instead.“
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