Todos los capítulos de Carrying My CEO'S Baby: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Maya’s lids snapped open, and the world whirled by as last night returned to her. The booze, the music, and the guy she danced with. Oh, God. Her head was throbbing as she sat up. Lying on the bed, sprawled across the mattress, was the guy she danced with last night. Dark hair spread across his face as he slept peacefully. He was quite a looker. Crap. What did I do? Memories came rushing back. It was one crazy, drunk night. And now she was waking up in a stranger’s bed. She quietly slid out of bed, picking up her scattered pieces of clothing, as much as she was able to, without making a sound. When she was putting on her dress, the bed also creaked behind her. “You’re already leaving?” She spun around. When she did, she regretted it. The stranger—good heavens, he was even more gorgeous while he was awake. He sat up, the sheet pulled low over his waistline, exposing a physique that would have been chiseled by the gods—combing his hair with his fingers, his blue eyes fixed on her. M

Maya looked at him like he’d sprouted two heads. “What?”He sat back in his chair, arms crossed across his chest. “You’re being promoted.”She erupted with a laugh. “You’re kidding.”Maya’s hands were balled at her hips. “You called me a gold digger, and now you want to promote me? Why?”Xander gave her a pained look. He who had never been one to explain himself to his friends not even his subordinates found himself explaining.“One, I never called you a gold digger.”She balled her hands into fists at her sides. “You implied it.”Xander exhaled through his nose, clearly restraining himself.“ And two, Mrs. Camilla is sick. She won’t be returning anytime soon. I require someone who knows how things are done here.” His gaze locked onto hers. “You’re the best option.”Maya blinked. “I’m going to have to turn this down. They are other more qualified people other than me”“If you do, you’re fired.”Her stomach dropped to the floor.What! Was this guy so arrogant. Who forces a promotion on

The blood drained from Maya’s face.Maya forced herself to breathe. It wasn’t unusual for her cycle to be off, especially with the long hours she worked. Stress could do that. Caffeine, poor diet—those were all factors. Besides, she had taken the morning-after pill. She had been careful.Shaking off the thought, she exhaled. Tomorrow was the weekend. She just needed to relax.Maya spent the next day shopping with Rachel. For the first time in weeks, she felt a little lighter. The stress of her job had been suffocating her. Now, in a high-end boutique, she admired herself in the mirror, twirling in an emerald dress. It was strapless and hugged her body very well with a slit that showed her long fine legs. Rachel was sipping on champagne. Courtesy of her boss and one night stand, Xander.“What do you think?” Maya asked, striking a dramatic pose.Rachel tilted her head, pretending to examine it critically. “You look fat.”Maya gasped, hand flying to her chest. “Fat? You mean adorable and

Maya awoke feeling like she had been hit by a truck. Her eyes were puffy, her throat scratchy from crying. The apartment was silent other than the sound coming from the fridge and Rachel’s light snoring in the living-room. She’d passed out there last night, unwilling to leave Maya by herself. Honestly, Maya was glad. The silence would’ve been too much. She rolled over and checked her phone. Notification: Meeting at 8. Don’t be late. She groaned and sat up slowly her hand instinctively went to her stomach. "Pregnant". That word didn’t still seem right. She just had to accept it because there was no use denying it. She shuffled to the bathroom, glanced in the mirror, and almost laughed. Her face looked like she hadn’t slept in years. She splashed cold water on her face and just stood there for a while, palms on the sink. One step at a time. That was the only way to get through this. By the time she walked out of the bathroom, Rachel was awake, wrapped in a blanket an

The car ride back was thick with tension. Not because of the strange lunch — no, this felt more like Maya had walked into a private family mess she hadn’t been invited to. She kept her eyes on the window, pretending to care about the blur of city life outside. People hustling across the street, buses picking people at every stop, buildings gleaming in the sun. Her finger tapped her phone screen. Still no notifications. Not that she expected any. Eventually, she couldn’t help but glance at him. Xander looked the same. Sharp jaw, sleeves casually rolled, expression unreadable — like nothing had happened some few moments ago. “So…” Maya began, her voice feigning a lightness, “Is that how you treat all your girlfriends?” He didn’t turn his head. “She’s not my girlfriend.” “Right,” Maya said, drawing the word slowly. “Super convincing.” “She’s who my parents think I should be with,” he replied, like he was talking about work reports. “They approve of her.” She