All Chapters of The Ceo's Pregnant Nurse: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12Augusto felt his heart beat faster, as if each pulse echoed in the silence of the room. His fingers, once hesitant, now glided gently over her skin, as if afraid of breaking something fragile and precious. He was not a man of many romances, nor of fleeting affairs. His life had always been ruled by a certain emotional distance, a barrier he himself had built to protect himself. But there, in that moment, with that woman of deep eyes and a soft voice, he felt something different. Something that made him question all his certainties."Are you real?" he whispered, his voice almost fading into the heavy air between them. The question came out involuntarily, as if he still couldn’t believe this wasn’t a dream.She looked at him, her eyes shining with tenderness and something deeper, something he couldn’t name."I am real," she replied, her voice as soft as the touch of her fingers brushing his face. "And you are too."He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the warmth of her ha

Chapter 14Patrícia felt every centimeter of Augusto entering and leaving her, his movements rhythmic and precise, as if he knew every curve of her body better than she did herself. Her lips seemed to have a life of their own, unable to hold back, letting moans escape that echoed through the room, mingling with their shared ragged breathing.“What a delicious man… what a delicious cock…,” the thought crossed her mind, even though she could barely form words at that moment. All she felt was him—the heat, the intensity.“Ahh… Ahh…” she moaned, her hands clutching his back, her nails digging lightly into his skin, as if she needed something to hold on to.Augusto, his eyes fixed on her, watching every reaction, every tremor, every sigh, smiled with satisfaction. He leaned over her, his lips close to her ear, and whispered in a hoarse voice laden with promises:“Come again for me, little one… I want to feel you soaking wet…”His words were like a trigger. Patrícia felt her body shake, a w

Chapter 16Patrícia left the office with a discreet smile on her lips, still moved by the scene she had just witnessed between Augusto and Rafael. Her stomach growled softly, reminding her that she had woken up hungry. She decided to go to the kitchen to see if she could find something quick to eat.As she entered, she greeted the staff with a nod and a friendly smile. They returned the greeting but remained focused on their tasks. Patrícia walked to the refrigerator and opened it to see if there was anything ready. Her eyes landed on a transparent container with a lid, filled with natural snacks, light sandwiches, and fresh wraps, probably prepared for the afternoon snack.She picked up the container and turned to the cook, who had her back turned, busy with another task."Is this being saved for the afternoon snack?" Patrícia asked, holding the container.The cook quickly turned around, surprised to see the lady of the house in the kitchen. She wiped her hands on her apron and stepp

Chapter 18Augusto picked up the crutches and stood up with a heavy sigh. He knew he needed to talk to Patrícia, but the idea of having to explain everything he was feeling—and the decision he had made—made him anxious. Even so, he knew he couldn’t put it off. He had to be honest with her, no matter how difficult it might be.He left the office and headed for the bedroom they shared, but when he opened the door, he realized she wasn’t there. The room was empty, the bed neatly made, and silence filled the space. Augusto frowned. Where could she be?Determined to find her, he went to the guest room, where Patrícia had temporarily settled while he was recovering. When he reached the door, he knocked lightly, but there was no answer. With a sigh, he slowly opened the door.Patrícia was there, her back to the door, holding a towel she had just removed. She was completely naked, and the sound of the door opening made her turn around quickly, startled. Her eyes met Augusto’s, and for a momen

Chapter 20Patrícia walked toward the dining room, feeling every step she took, especially because she knew Augusto was right behind her. His presence was intense, almost palpable. Her body tensed slightly with his closeness, and she had to focus not to show anything.Augusto, in turn, did not look away. His eyes traveled down her back to her hips, and he had to bite his tongue to keep from making an impulsive comment. He hadn’t noticed before how well-proportioned her body was, especially that perfect curve now moving in front of him. Did she work out to maintain all that beauty? The thought made him smile faintly.Patrícia didn’t need to look back to know he was watching her. She felt the intensity of his gaze burning into her skin. Her mind, however, was focused on something else: Augusto was absurdly handsome. The neat haircut and well-trimmed beard gave him a younger appearance, as if he had shed ten years. The contrast with the man she had first seen—longer hair and a weary expr