All Chapters of ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY ALPHA CEO : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Allison's POV"You can't know that for sure," is Elsa response.I had hurried to her house as soon as I realized that I was most likely pregnant, taking care not to wake Ian as I left my apartment. Now she's cradling my head on her lap, running her fingers through my hair."You can't know for sure that you're pregnant, Allison," she repeats."But—" I start to say."You had a one-night stand with a stranger you met at the bar, which… when did you become the daring type, Allison? And why did you keep something that huge a secret from me? But we'll get back to it. Anyway, having a one-night stand isn't always enough to result in a pregnancy."Of course, I had told her that I slept with a stranger from the bar. No way in hell am I telling her that it was Xander Black. I promised, after all."But I haven't had my periods…" I say."That could just be stress," Elsa replies. "And the pregnancy symptoms you've seen could simply be the symptoms of some illness. The fact is, you need to take a p

Allison's POVI stand in front of my full-length mirror, staring at my reflection. Or rather, staring at the mermaid style lavender dress Elsa has convinced me to wear. I can hear her going through the cabinet behind me, muttering something about jewelry.I can't help a sigh. For some reason, I'm having a really bad feeling about attending the luncheon today, but Elsa won't let me sit this one out."You don't mingle nearly enough, Allison," she had declared when I suggested that I was better off staying at home. "Besides, I know you're going to receive that Best Software Developer award once more, and I need all eyes to see you looking stunning when you mount the stage."She refused to be convinced otherwise, so here I am, preparing to leave. I press a palm to my stomach, thankful that it's not swelling yet. Elsa appears beside me with more jewelry than I've ever worn at once, but I know better than to protest when she begins to put them on me.By the time she's done with prettying me

Allison's POVI must have woken from the wrong side of the bed today. I wake up feeling so ill that Ian and Elsa literally have to beg me to stay at home. Not that I mind. I'm not in the mood for my coworkers' judgment, for the way they look at me like I'm sin, the way they point and whisper whenever they see me. What bothers me is that Elsa has decided to stay at home with me, and she won't let me talk her out of it no matter how hard I try.I don't want her to get in trouble with Rachel, and failing to show up for work is exactly the sort of thing that would make Rachel give her trouble. The fact that she does not have a valid excuse like I do isn't going to help matters. While I can say that I could not go to work due to ill health, Elsa can't tell them that she couldn't go because she was taking care of me. Nobody is going to listen to that.These depressing thoughts are racing through my mind as I watch her make me a pot of tea."Wipe that look off your face," she says, handing m

Allison's POVI said yes. I can't believe I said yes. I should probably book a doctor's appointment and get my head checked. My nerves won't stop screaming at me about what a bad idea this is.It's just that… Xander Black had looked so sincere, sitting there and offering to take responsibility. And while I've been prepared to do this alone, it's not because I wanted to do it alone. I thought I had no other choice, but now I do, and it's actually reassuring to know that he will be there to help me.Though when I say reassuring, this was not what I had in mind. I stepped out this morning only to find a courier at my doorstep, bearing a bouquet of roses with a note tucked into it. Even before I see his flawless handwriting on the note, I know who they are from.'I read that women love to receive flowers from their partners,' he had written. 'Let me know if you would have preferred something else.'Since he considered that I might prefer something other than flowers, why didn't he just ca

Allison's POVI gulp, willing my heart to stop beating so fast. I can't believe that I'm being attacked inside a noodle shop, of all places.Who even is this person, and what the hell does he want? The hand clamped heavily over my face is making it difficult for me to breathe. I go very still, hoping that will make him let down his guard enough for me to escape. It doesn't. Instead he leans closer, leering at me."That's a good girl," he says, leaning even closer.The stench of garlic hits me like a punch, and I can feel tears pooling in my eyes."Now," he continues, "you're going to keep being a good girl. You're going to follow me out of this place, and you'll act natural so everyone thinks we're together. Do you understand?"Wait a second, am I being abducted? In this fist-size noodle shop, and by a homeless looking man with bad breath no less?! When I don't respond, he clamps his hand tighter over my nose and mouth, giving me a rough shake."Do you understand, bitch?" he hisses i