Semua Bab My Boss My Babydaddy : Bab 1 - Bab 10

I walked behind him with caution while he directed me to his office. He walked with sure grace and elegance, it was so hot. I just stood still by the door hoping the floor would literally swallow me whole. I was too lost in my thought that I didn’t realize he asked me a question.“Are you going to sit or do you like standing?” he said.I blinked twice, debating if I should just say screw it and make a run for it but I needed the money! I pouted in my head. So I summoned all the courage my short self could get and walked straight to sit while avoiding his eyes.“Now, can we get down to business? Because time to me is money, and you, my dear, just wasted it by being in your fantasy world.” I tried to talk, but I had nothing to say, so instead I sat upright.“You’ve been hired to be my secretary,” he said.The air in the room shifted. My chest tightened.This was it. No friendly banter, no mention of last night. Just business.But I couldn’t pretend like it never happened. Not when it wa

“Telling her it was a mistake is the right thing to do, I can’t afford for anything more to happen between us.” I said in my head standing up to stare at my window, that seems to be my safe space. Helps me with thinking straight.I thought it was going to be like every other one night stand but it wasn’t.It was way more than that.Every thrust I made connected me with her.Her every moan are stucked deep in my head and they keep playing like a sweet sensual record label. And I loved it. I allowed myself to feel that even if it’s just for a moment. Just for a night. That was all it was meant to be. I never thought of seeing her ever again especially not as my secretary but I guess the universe has a way of messing with me.Every other woman I’ve slept with, I don’t mind seeing them cause it’s easy to deny them or threaten them off my back. But this woman who just walked out of my office as my secretary I definitely didn’t want to see her again. I wanted to erase everything about her a

Shit.I didn’t plan for Emily to see that. If Sabrina hadn’t flung herself at me like a hormonal mosquito, this entire mess could have been avoided. But no, of course she had to pounce on me right in the middle of the office like we were on a damn soap opera.And just my luck, Emily saw it.The memory of her walking away with that sass in her step, her chin lifted like the queen she is, slams back into my brain like a car crash. No drama. No shouting. Just a cold, heartbreaking look that said, “I already know.”I swear, if Sabrina wasn’t already on my nerves, I would’ve applauded Emily’s grand exit. Emily might not say much, but her silence screams louder than words. I know she was hurt. And dammit, that’s the last thing I ever wanted to do.I turned my attention back to Sabrina, who was still lounging in my office like she owned the place, batting her fake lashes at me like that would somehow erase the disaster she just caused.“This should be the very last time you try to kiss or be

POSITIVE!I stared at the stick in my hand like it was a snake about to bite me.Two pink lines.Bold. Clear. Unmistakable.Pregnant.My breath caught in my throat. My fingers trembled as I blinked rapidly, hoping maybe the test would morph into something else. Anything else. But it didn’t. The lines stayed there, staring back at me like a cruel joke the universe thought was funny.“Oh my God,” I whispered, my voice sounding foreign to my ears. “Oh God.”I let out a nervous, dry laugh that held no humor in it. “Like how? Wait… of course I know how.”Another laugh. This time bitter. Hysterical.I pressed my hand to my mouth as the realization sunk in deeper. This wasn’t funny. This wasn’t a dream. This was happening.“Oh God, this isn’t a laughing matter.” My knees buckled, and I slid down the cool tile wall of my bathroom until I was sitting on the floor. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Tears welled up in my eyes as a wave of overwhelming panic crashed over me.“Why?” I whispered, my

Saturday mornings were made for quiet. At least, that’s how I’d always pictured them, and this one delivered exactly that. Blissfully quiet. No alarms, no emails, no “urgent” Slack messages from Dominic’s assistant. Just me.I sat by the big living-room window, knees curled to my chest, clutching a warm mug of peppermint tea in my hands. The mug was oversized, with that little crack near the handle, the one that leaked just enough to give it character. My favorite kind of imperfection. Outside, the world was calm. A few birds flitted through the sky as if they had no idea life underneath was a hot mess.Sunlight filtered through pale-gray clouds, briefing the day in soft, forgiving light. My eyes followed the gentle dance of shadows, and I took a deep breath. No deadlines. No threats of workplace drama. Just me, and… what comes next?I trailed my fingers over my still-flat stomach. Not a bump yet, but suddenly everything felt different. I could feel the weight of my decision resting t