Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's Secret Baby.: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

“Please… just be one line.” My whisper sounded so broken in the solitude of my little apartment bathroom. I grabbed the pregnancy test so hard my knuckles turned white, my heart thumping like a war drum against my ribcage. I closed my eyes, inhaling ragged breaths. My chest hurts. My stomach twisted. I couldn’t look. But I had to. Slowly, my eyes flickered open. Two lines. Bold. Unforgiving. My entire existence crumbled in one single breath. “No… no, no, no…” I collapsed to the floor, curling my knees to my chest as sobs tore from my throat. Tears obscured my eyes, but those two pink lines burnt into my head like fire. I was pregnant. With his kid. Alexander Knight. The billionaire who controlled half of Manhattan. My boss. The man who spoke my name like a sin one night and termed love a weakness the next morning. My palm shook as I pushed it to my flat stomach. How could this be happening? How could I raise a child alone?

“Mommy, do superheroes get scared?” Noah’s drowsy voice pierced through the early calm as I helped him lace his sneakers. I paused, my chest constricting. “Yeah, baby. Even superheroes get terrified sometimes.” He frowned. “But they still fight the bad guys, right?” I mustered a grin, stroking his black hair back from his forehead. “Right. They fight anyway.” His innocent grin was the only thing stopping my knees from crumbling that morning. The train trembled beneath me as I held my leather folder to my chest, my reflection quivering in the dirty glass. My heart thumped so loud I could scarcely hear the announcements. Calm down, Anna. It’s simply a consultancy meeting. He won’t even be there. He doesn’t handle HR projects personally. But my stomach wrenched cruelly at the prospect of walking back into his world. The world I’d escaped from five years ago with nothing but a duffel bag and a secret developing inside me. I stepped out of the r

““I will fight to protect my child”. Fear got me stuck to one spot as I watched the black SUV veer off. I wished I could get lost into the thin air because I knew trouble was looming. With the revelation of Noah's paternity. I knew this day would come but what I never knew was how close it was. I tried hard to hide my emotions when I knew I had already cried a river. As I walked into the sitting room with Noah seated watching his favorite cartoon. I wanted to sneak directly to the bedroom and offload the tank of water in my eyes. “Mommy, who is that uncle that held your hand outside?.” “Noah, dear, that uncle is nobody you should worry about. Mommy can handle him.” “Mommy if you cannot handle him can I call Spider-Man to help us fight the bad uncle” “Noah ... .no that uncle is not bad. Don't call him bad again alright?” “Okay Mommy” thanks to Maya’s call interrupted the barrage of questions that I can't help but answer from Noah. “Baby, continue with your cartoon, let's answer

“Mommy, look! Uncle has a swimming pool inside his house!” I closed my eyes, attempting to stop the tears from falling as Noah’s delighted voice resonated through the marble-floored apartment. God!, what is this? “Mommy, can I swim later? Please?” Noah grabbed at my scrub top, his large steel-grey eyes brimming with hope. Before I could speak, Alexander’s booming voice came in from behind us. “Of course, you can swim later. I’ll have my workers prepare the pool for you.” I turned swiftly, gazing at him. He stood there in his perfect black suit, tie unfastened, sleeves pushed up to display his powerful forearms. His hair was ruffled like he’d rubbed his fingers through it in fury. “What is this, Alexander?” I snapped, my voice shaking with wrath. “You think trapping us here is the solution?” He lifted a brow, his eyes calm and impenetrable. “I think protecting my son is the solution.” “Protecting?” I sneered. “This isn’t protection. It’s imprisonment.” He drew cl

“Love. Home. Family. I want it all” I got in late, relieved and quietly happy that Anna and Noah were finally settled in. I headed straight to Anna’s room, the one I had always reserved for her, for the woman who would someday be Mrs. Knight. And truth be told, it had always been Anna I imagined it to be. After that night five years ago, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t forget her. I searched everywhere, burned through contacts, networks, every connection I had. But she’d disappeared like a whisper. Her internship had brought her briefly to Manhattan, and then… nothing. Eventually, I gave up. I prayed nothing bad had happened to her. I tried to move on. But she never left me. And now she’s back. Not just Anna, back with a son, my son. My own flesh and blood. A mini version of me with my eyes and her stubbornness.☺️☺️☺️ “God,” I whispered inwardly, heart heavy and full, “I’ll do anything to keep them safe.” I didn’t knock. I didn’t want to wake them. Quietly, I eased the door