Semua Bab The Tycoon's Secret Pregnant-Wife: Bab 21 - Bab 28

Marianne had a very nasty temper. It was a fact she was too well aware of. Luckily for everyone in her life, it very rarely reared it’s ugly head since it was very hard to provoke her to true anger. Annoyance, yes, irritation, maybe. But never true anger. She was feeling it now, that gnawing anger that listened to no reason. The frustration of the few days had managed to mount so high in her that it needed an outlet. She was irrationally angry, and being told to rest – who the fuck needed that? – was more than enough to cause her anger to overflow. Jane, her personal companion and the trio of bodyguards her son insisted Marianne have with her at all times, flinched and cowered at a far corner of the room. The verbal tongue lashing and nitpicking she had subjected them before the dean had shown up had made them all pale and scared looking. Marianne didn’t give a fuck. For now, at least. Later she would regret it and try to make amends, but for now she was righteous in her fury. Th

Why, Graeme wondered, was it that whenever he saw Ms. Sands, she was somehow embroiled in a scuffle with his ex-fiancée? Within the span of a few days, he had witnessed them fighting at least four times now. Really, what the hell was going on? At this point, it was getting more than a little bit ridiculous. They all remained frozen at his appearance, just like they had this morning at the company. The silence in the hallway was a total contrast to the earlier screaming match he had witnessed just a few seconds ago. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. It was the little boy, Macy – Ms. Sands’ son that broke the silence. He broke free of the bodyguards grip, running to his mother who scooped him into her arms instantly. The moment he was settled in her arms, the boy buried his face against the crook of her neck. His loud whimpers were the only sound in the hallway.“Well?” Graeme demanded, leveling a flat stare on everyone of them. They all – besides the bodyguard and Dr. Juli

Networking was a tedious affair. In the past, Graeme used to relish it, the trill that came with knowing that he had successfully made an ally for his company, or sealed yet another deal. Smooth talking was a skill he had spent years honing, and while he was glad of it, Graeme was increasingly finding the entire thing to be tiresome. He would rather be at home, asleep in his bed than be stuck here making small talk with one of his business partners. Unfortunately, Mr. Quigley had insisted and he had not been able decline. The younger man’s eagerness had made it difficult to say no. Graeme hadn’t even arrived yet and he was already bored. The location of the event was situated in an upscale, somewhat remote area. As expected, the décor of the place was classy, ostentatious without being too vulgar. Graeme and Mr. Quigley were ushered in upon arrival. The ballroom in use for the event was bathed in a warm yellow glow from the chandeliers hanging overhead, making everything it touc

Macy’s attention snapped back to Mr. Kincaid. He had managed to cover the short distance between them while she had been looking for a defense object. He loomed over her, still panting harshly. Macy tried to put space between them but before she could react, he pulled her against his body. A fearful gasp left her at the impression of his erect cock against her stomach. For a moment, it felt like she was back in the hotel room, trapped beneath the groaning man while he used her body like a glorified sex doll. “Fuck.” Mr. Kincaid muttered, the word was slurred. “Damn it.”When his lips pressed over hers, it didn’t feel good. Bile rise up in her throat, and she felt like she would throw up. With a low cry, she tore her mouth his own, shoving him away from her.“No!” Macy cried out, trembling all over with fright. “Don’t fucking touch me!”“I’m sorry.” She barely heard it, the note of self-disgust in his tone. “I’m so sorry. Shit.”Frozen, she watched as he went to sit on one of the co