All Chapters of Pregnant by my Ex-Boyfriend’s Father: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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CHAPTER ONE — THE ANNIVERSARY

Today was supposed to be our three-year anniversary.Three years of love, loyalty, and blind devotion.Three years of believing Ethan Bells was my forever.I was giddy when I walked into his apartment- arms full of flowers, gifts, and a small cake I’d baked myself. I’d planned everything perfectly: the wine, the playlist, even the moment I’d finally give him my body tonight.It was going to be our night.The first thing I noticed was the smell, expensive cologne mixed with vanilla candles. Then the kitchen table, set for two, plates half-finished, wine glasses still sweating. The chef must’ve left hours ago. Which meant Ethan wasn’t alone.I told myself not to overthink it. He probably invited a friend. Maybe his business partner. Maybe…Then I heard it.Soft at first. Then louder.A sound that didn’t belong to dinner or conversation.Moans.My chest tightened. I froze halfway up the stairs, heart pounding so loud it drowned everything else.And then I heard it.Her voice.“Can your b

CHAPTER 2- THE MORNING AFTER

I woke up the next morning sore as hell, my body aching in places I couldn’t explain.The first thing that hit me was the silence, the kind that hums inside your head when you know something’s off.Then the next realization hit harder: I wasn’t home. I was in a hotel room.For a full minute, I just sat there, frozen, the white sheets tangled around me. My heart raced as flashes from last night tried to resurface: Ethan, his betrayal, Chrissy’s laughter, the taste of that burning drink.Then it came, like a film reel I didn’t want to see: being chased, the open door, the stranger with the towel, his voice warning me to leave. My stomach twisted. God, what did I do?There was a strange gap in my memory, like someone had cut out whole scenes from my night. I couldn’t tell who exactly the person I slept with, only that I woke up like this.Still dazed, I looked to the bedside table and saw a folded note.It read:“Don’t get drunk alone like you did last night. Not everyone is as gentle as

CHAPTER 3- THE JOB INTERVIEW

The man who’d once terrified me with his silence. The man whose eyes could burn and freeze you in the same glance. Of all people in the world, it had to be him. He looked at me, those dark eyes glinting with something I couldn’t name. His lips curved in a knowing smirk. “Well,” he said slowly, voice low and smooth, “I didn’t expect to see you this soon.” My stomach twisted. Did he know? I straightened my shoulders. “Please, sir, don’t mix business with personal history.” “Oh?” he murmured, the smirk deepening. “So now you’re going to tell me how to run my business?” I swallowed hard, heart racing. This wasn’t how I imagined my comeback. Not even close. There was something in the way he stared at me- calm, assessing, almost predatory- that made my skin crawl. It wasn’t lust, not exactly. It was the way a man looked when he was used to control. But I refused to let it get to me. Whether he liked it or not, I was going to get this job. I straightened my shoulders and forced o

CHAPTER 4- FIRST DAY AT WORK.

The day I’d been waiting for.My first day as a writing intern.I could hardly believe it was happening- me, finally walking into a proper office. I’d never had a white-collar job before; my writing had always been behind a screen, in pajamas, fueled by caffeine. But today felt… different. It felt like a clean slate.I wore a crisp striped shirt tucked into a trendy pencil skirt, paired with nude pumps that gave me just the right height of confidence. My hair was pinned neatly, and a soft red gloss added a subtle glow to my lips.I paused in front of my mirror, taking a long look at the woman staring back. There was something new in her eyes, determination. Fire. I smiled.“I’m proud of you,” I whispered to my reflection before grabbing my bag and heading out.The ride to Voss Publishing was smooth. The city looked softer somehow, like it was cheering me on. When I finally stepped out of the taxi in front of the towering glass building, I had to take a deep breath.Okay, Aria. This is

CHAPTER 5- MEETING THE COLD DEMON!

“Hey, Aria,” my coworker, Lila, said, flashing a bright smile. “How are you finding our little world here so far?”I returned the smile. “Honestly? It’s great. I’m loving the new experience. It’s different, but in a good way. I feel like I’m actually learning something fresh every hour.”“That’s the spirit,” she said, sliding into the chair beside mine. We started talking about the manuscript reviews I was assigned earlier, character development, pacing, tone, all that fun stuff. She listened intently as I shared some of the writing projects I’d worked on before joining Voss Publishing.When I finished, her eyes widened a little. “Girl, you’re so talented, oh! I had no idea you’d done all that.”I laughed softly. “I’ve been around words for a while. They feel like home.”She leaned in a little, lowering her voice. “Speaking of home… Do you know what people call our boss outside this building?”I blinked. “No, what?”“The Cold Demon.”I raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”“Yes now!” she sa

Chapter 6- LATE NIGHT AT WORK

I rush into the office like I’m being chased by the devil himself.Well, technically, I am, the devil in a tailored shirt with the first three buttons undone.My heart still thunders from that brief elevator ride with him. Alexander Bells. My boss. My ex-boyfriend’s father. The man who shouldn’t make my knees weak, but somehow does just by existing.I drop into my chair, trying to shake off the flush on my cheeks. Before I can even breathe, Lila appears, leaning on my desk with a mischievous grin and a chocolate bar in hand.“Why do you look like you just saw your crush?” she teases, breaking the chocolate in half. “You’re all pink and glowing. Spill, girl.”I force out a nervous laugh. “Who even gets a crush that fast? I only just started this job.”She snorts. “Mhm. Sure. Keep lying to yourself.”“I’m serious,” I say quickly, then lower my voice, pretending to wince. “It’s just my period. My face gets flushed like that sometimes.”Her expression softens. “Oh, girl, same! Mine gets a

Chapter 7- THE PRESENTATION

By the time I got home, my heart was still racing like crazy. My hands wouldn’t stop trembling, my mind replaying every second of that elevator moment- his voice, his stare, his scent. God, what was wrong with me? This man had me feeling things I shouldn’t be feeling. The thrill of it all… it was dangerous. Addictive. Wrong. And yet, I couldn’t stop smiling like an idiot. I threw my bag on the couch, microwaved the leftover pizza from two nights ago, and ate in silence — though my thoughts were anything but quiet. When I finally crawled into bed, the sheets smelled faintly of lavender and exhaustion. Sleep came fast and heavy. Then the alarm went off. I groaned, stretching my arm out to hit snooze. Just five more minutes. Then it hit me. The presentation. My eyes shot open. I sat up so fast my blanket flew off. “Oh my God, today’s the presentation!” Suddenly, I was a tornado, rushing into the bathroom, brushing my teeth while pulling my hair into a bun, nearly stabbing myse

CHAPTER 8- THE PROMOTION LETTER

On my way to his office, I caught my reflection in the hallway mirror and stopped short.Oh, hold up, did you think I went there with smudged mascara and puffy eyes?Hell no.I might have cried, but I refuse to look broken. Not for him. Not for anyone.I retouched my makeup, fixed my lipstick, and straightened my blouse until I looked every inch the confident woman I wanted him to see. My hands were shaking a little, sure, but that was between me and my heart. Alexander Bells would never see me flinch.When I got to his floor, his receptionist gave me that overly polite smile. “He’s in. You can go right ahead, Miss Dane.”I thanked her and turned toward the glass door, the one that looked out into the reception area.From out here, we couldn’t see in. But from inside, he could see everything.So I just knew he’d been watching the way I smoothed down my skirt and fixed my hair like some nervous intern.Perfect. Exactly the impression I didn’t want to give.I knocked once, then twice.“

CHAPTER 9- A DILEMMA

I didn’t sleep that night. Not a single wink. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Alexander Bell’s face… that calm, unreadable expression, like he was the only one who knew the end of a story I hadn’t even started. By 5 a.m., I was wide awake, which is unusual for me, I’m not an early morning person. I sat on the edge of my bed, the offer letter lying beside my phone, staring at the ceiling, my mind spinning. If I took the job, I’d be walking straight into the lion’s den. If I didn’t, I’d still be stuck in the same cubicle… surviving, not living. And this is not the life I envisioned for myself. No more bare minimum. By the time I got to work, I’d plastered on my best “I’ve-got-it-together” smile, the one that didn’t reach my eyes. Lila spotted me the moment I stepped in. “Morning, Miss Ever-Gorgeous Dane,” she teased, spinning in her chair. I groaned. “Don’t start, Lila.” “Oh, come on. You should learn how to accept compliments.” I forced a smile. “Girl, I have a truckload

CHAPTER 10- WHAT A FLOP!

It was Monday again.The first official day of my new role, Personal Assistant to the CEO.Just saying it out loud still felt surreal.I stood in front of my wardrobe, holding up outfits like I was auditioning for a movie I didn’t understand the script for. Should I look powerful or soft? Approachable or distant?Some part of me wanted to impress him, not because of him, but because I wanted to own the room I’d once been embarrassed in. Well, that was a lie, I want to show him that I’m a gorgeous babe too. The other part of me was screaming, Girl, don’t even start with men right now. Focus on the bag, not the boss.So I compromised.I went with a pair of high-waisted floral pants that hugged my hips just right and a simple cream crop top that stopped an inch above the waistband, professional enough not to raise eyebrows, but cute enough that I still looked like me.I checked the mirror one last time. Clean, glowy makeup. Hair loosely tied. Simple jewelry.“Balanced,” I muttered. “Seri

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