บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant For My Ex-Fiancé’s Father : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Liv’s POVThe tea had barely cooled in my cup when my phone buzzed again. This time, the name on the screen made my heart ache. “Dad,” I murmured, picking up immediately. “Liv,” his familiar, warm voice greeted me. It felt like a blanket of comfort wrapped around my frazzled nerves. “Hi, Dad,” I said, the tightness in my chest loosening a fraction. “How are you, sweetheart?” he asked, concern lacing his tone. “I’ve been worried about you.” “I’m fine,” I lied, forcing a smile even though he couldn’t see it. “Really, I am.” There was a pause, and then his voice softened. “That’s good to hear. When are you coming home to visit your old man? It’s been too long.” “Soon, Dad,” I promised. “I’ll come see you in the countryside. I miss you.” “I miss you too, pumpkin,” he said with a chuckle. But then his voice took on a tentative edge. “And how’s the wedding going?” The question felt like a punch to the gut, but I steadied myself, determined not to let my emotions spill over

Kaelon’s POVAs I arrived at the towering headquarters of Blackwood Corporation, my driver parked at the private entrance, shielded from prying eyes and paparazzi. The morning air was crisp, but the buzz of the city around me was anything but tranquil. This was Dreamville. Always alive, always watching, and today, always talking. The rumors about the Blackwoods, my family, were relentless, but I couldn’t afford to focus on that right now. Business came first, as it always did.The moment I stepped out, my personal assistant, Evelyn Harper, approached me with her usual precision. Evelyn is sharp, efficient, and, perhaps most importantly, unflinchingly loyal. Today, her dark chestnut hair was neatly tied back, and her tailored suit gave her a professional edge that contrasted with her soft brown eyes."Good morning, Mr. Blackwood," Evelyn said, her voice steady and composed. "Welcome back. How was your trip?""It was productive, as always," I replied curtly. "What’s my schedule for t

Liv's POVThankfully, Vivienne and mother had left. And after a while in the living room, I needed some alone time. I had excused myself and went into the guest room where I would be staying for a while. Rose was very decent, the room has a subtle shade of purple decors and a lilac bedding. It has a plush cream coloured carpet at the centre and right next to it was a purple couch.The evening had gradually settled into a gentle calm, the kind of stillness that begged for distraction. I sat curled up on the bed, idly scrolling through social media, my fingers flicking mindlessly across designs from aspiring creators. The sharp ding of a notification broke the quiet rhythm. Aaron had posted something on Instagram.Curiosity got the better of me, though I knew it would likely be another one of his melodramatic attempts to draw attention. As I tapped on the notification, his post filled my screen. The image was of a dimly lit bar counter, a half-empty glass of whiskey in focus.Drowni

Kaelon's POV The soft moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting silvery patterns on the walls of my bedroom. Liv lay sprawled beneath me, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her skin glistened with a faint sheen of sweat, her lips parted and swollen from our earlier kiss. She is breathtakingly beautiful, her hair fanned out across the pillow like an inky halo. But as I gazed at her, I knew one round wasn’t enough. I wasn’t done with her.Without a word, I leaned down, brushing a strand of hair away from her flushed face. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine, and in them, I saw the same fire that had consumed us moments ago. "Kaelon," she murmured, her voice husky with lingering desire, but I silenced her with a firm kiss. This time, I wasn’t gentle. My teeth grazed her lower lip, pulling a gasp from her that quickly turned into a moan as I slid my hand down her body, gripping her thigh possessively.“I can’t seem to get enough of you," I whispered against he

KaelonThe soft sound of the bathroom door creaking open drew my attention, and I turned to see her stepping out. My pulse quickened. Liv stood there, her damp hair clinging to her shoulders, a plush towel barely covering the curves of her body. Her flushed cheeks betrayed her embarrassment as she realized I was still in the room.“Damn it,” she muttered under her breath, clutching the towel tighter around her chest. Her wide eyes darted toward the door, clearly contemplating an escape.But I wasn’t about to let her go.Taking a slow step forward, I closed the distance between us. Her breathing hitched as I reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of wet hair behind her ear. My fingers lingered on her cheek, reveling in the warmth of her skin.“You’re going to catch a cold if you stay like this,” I murmured, my voice low and deliberate.“Kaelon, you should leave,” she said, though her voice lacked conviction. Her eyes flickered between my gaze and the door.“Do you really want