All Chapters of Pregnant For My Ex, Married To His Rival : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

With no time left to consume, she sliced a few varieties of fruit—apples, bananas, and grapes— and then arranged them carefully into a small container. She added them to the bag beside the porridge she had packed up, making sure everything was secure before zipping it up with a final tug.As Hardin stood by the kitchen exit with his backpack already slung over his shoulders and his shoes tightly fastened, he looked more serious than usual, his lips pressing together as if he understood the weight of the visit they were about to make. “Ready?” Adriana said, smoothing his hair with her hand.He nodded quickly, and together, they left the house.By the time Adriana pushed open Tessa's ward door, the familiar sterile scent of disinfectant greeted her right again. Before she could step fully inside the room, Hardin slipped from her grasp and dashed toward the bed in small, hurried steps.“Tessa!” he whispered in a soft voice as he stood beside her bed.Antonio, who had been seated at the e

Adriana’s eyes widened as she froze mid-breath, while Antonio’s aura darkened into something almost palpable, like a storm about to break. His lashes lowered for a brief moment, shutting out the scene in front of him, his chest rising with one deep breath. But then, as his lids fluttered open again, his cerulean-blue eyes had turned dangerously colder.With Eros’ lips brushing against Adriana's plum lips, her body remained stiffened, caught between resistance and shock, as the spoon in her hand hung mid-air. Just then, Eros pulled back with a satisfied glint in his eyes, his smirk intentionally shifting toward Antonio like a provocation.That was all it took. The force holding Antonio down finally snapped, his body rising abruptly from the couch, as the shade of her blue eyes matched the storm brewing in his chest. Instead of saying a word to the adults, he simply turned toward Hardin, his gaze softening as he bent down to his height. “Uncle will be leaving now,” he said in a voice st

The blonde lady barely managed to steady herself against the glass door as Antonio dragged her gown up swiftly, the fabric bunching around her waist. With his fingers curling into her thigh, he tore the thin lace fabric underneath her with a growl, leaving her exposed to his hunger.The blonde's knees wavered against the door as he yanked her up forcefully, her toes barely touching the floor, leaving her gasping and caught between shock and desire.Without giving her a second to catch her breath, Antonio shoved her arching frame forward once more, her cheek smacking against the frame of the door. “Mr. Jon…” she hushed, as her palms shot out instinctively, scraping along the polished surface of the glass.But before she could finish forming his name, her word dissolved into a startled moan as Antonio’s arousal pressed against her back, the heat from it contrasting with the cold glass beneath her cheek. “Spread those legs,” he snarled with his breath hot against her ear, each rough exha

Adriana’s head rested against his shoulder as he carried her into her room. When he set her down gently on her feet near the bed, his hands lingered at her waist, and for a heartbeat they simply looked at each other, his eyes shadowing, hers unreadable.Then, without asking, his fingers swiftly moved to the top button of her pyjama shirt, unbuttoning one plastic after the other.Adriana watched his hands steady on her as they trailed down her chest, loosening the material with one breath at a time. As his knuckles brushed against her skin, it sent a tremor racing up her spine, but she kept mute.When the last button on her finally slipped free, the shirt parted slightly, revealing part of her breasts. As the cool air met with her warm skin, she drew in a shaky breath, her pulse quickening and uneven on the spot.As Eros’s unrushed gaze swept over her, he crouched a little, and his hands found the waistband of her trousers.Adriana tilted her chin slightly downward in silence, her hair

As morning light spilt through the thin curtains, Adriana stirred gently on Eros’ chest, her lashes fluttering open into a calm silence. With her cheek still rested against the firm wall of Eros' bare chest, she could feel the slow, steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear. For a few seconds, she simply lay there with her hand tracing idle lines along his abs. A minute later, she finally tilted her head up and caught him watching her, his ocean blue eyes sharp, steady and readily awake. “Good morning,” he murmured in a rough voice but still threaded with a warmth that made Adriana’s stomach flutter. Then, his fingers reached up, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her forehead. Adriana gave a small laugh, her lips curving lazily. “Yeah. Morning.” Her tone came out quiet and intimate, like she was afraid to disturb the calm between them. But then, she groaned softly in half amusement. “I think I have to pee,” she muttered to his face. Eros chuckled under his breath befor