All Chapters of ACCIDENTALLY PREGNANT WITH THE BLACKWOOD HEIR: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ALEXANDER POV Her lips were soft. Too soft. For a second, everything else disappeared, the noise of the water, the world, the contract, the lies. There was just her. The faint taste of chocolate on her lips, the way her fingers pressed lightly against my chest, the way her body fit so naturally against mine, like it had always belonged there. I should have stopped. I knew I should have. But I didn't. Instead I deepened the kiss, my control snapping like a thread pulled too tight. My hand tightened around her waist and when I felt her respond, when her lips parted slightly, when her body melted into mine, I lost it completely. I slipped my tongue in, slow at first, then deeper. And she let me. That was the problem. She let me. A soft, unguarded sound escaped her, and it hit something inside me that had been buried for years. Something dangerous. Something I swore I would never feel again. Then… "Alexander, watch out!" The world shattered. The memory came like a bullet, screec

SELENA'S POV The moment his hands found my waist, my breath caught. I couldn't look away, and before I could process anything, his lips touched mine, and everything inside me went still. It wasn't like the rushed, accidental brushes we'd shared before. This was deliberate. Slow. Intentional. His hand tightened slightly around my waist, pulling me closer like he was afraid I'd slip away if he didn't hold on properly. My fingers, which had instinctively curled into the fabric of his shirt, trembled against his chest. I could feel his heartbeat, fast and unsteady, just like mine. For just one second, I forgot everything. The contract, the rules, the hurt, the way he had pushed me away before. All I felt was him. Warm, solid, real. His lips moved gently against mine, not demanding, not forceful, just exploring, like he was searching for an answer to something he didn't fully understand yet. And that scared me. Because I liked it. God help me, I liked it. My body softened against his

SELENA'S POV I stirred slowly, stretching my arms as a soft yawn escaped my lips. For a moment I didn't even remember where I was. Then I turned. And froze. My eyes landed directly on his face. Alexander Blackwood, right there, inches away, lying on his side and facing me. Peaceful. Calm. Not the arrogant, cold, impossible man I had come to know, but something softer. Something human. His lashes rested lightly against his cheeks, his breathing even, his lips slightly parted. There was no tension in his face, no sharp edge anywhere in his expression. Just quiet. My chest tightened unexpectedly. Why does he look like this when he sleeps? I found myself staring longer than I should have, eyes tracing his jawline, the faint shadow of his stubble, the way his hair fell slightly over his forehead. This man who could make entire rooms tremble with a single look, he seemed so completely harmless like this. I shook my head quickly. "Stop it, Selena," I whispered to myself. Not wanting t

ALEXANDER POV My steps halted the moment my eyes landed on her. It was subtle, so subtle no one else in the room noticed, but to me it felt like the world had just been ripped open at the seams. That mole. Right at the midline of her back. My breath hitched. For a second everything around me blurred, the lights, the voices, the steady clicking of cameras and all I could see was that small, dark mark resting on her glowing skin like a signature I had seen somewhere before. No. It can't be. My jaw tightened as I took a slow step forward, my gaze locked on her like I was afraid she'd disappear if I blinked. The picture, the one Greg had sent. The only clear detail we ever managed to pull from that night. The back. Same mole. My chest rose sharply. No… it's a coincidence. It has to be. Selena…? I almost scoffed at my own thought, forcing it down immediately. It didn't make sense. Nothing about it made sense. That night had been blurry and chaotic, barely a clear memory, but this w

ALEXANDER POV I didn't realize I was smiling until Greg called my name for the third time. "Sir… Sir?" My pen had long stopped moving. My attention was nowhere near the documents spread before me, my mind had wandered, dangerously, to her. Selena. The way she had looked at me that morning, the way her lips had parted when I got too close, the way she had kissed me first. A faint smile tugged at my lips again. "Sir!" I blinked, snapping back, my gaze lifting slowly to find Greg standing across the desk with an expression caught somewhere between confused and amused. "When did you get here?" I asked, my voice neutral even though my thoughts were still miles from this room. He folded his arms and shook his head slightly. "I've been here for a minute. Called your name twice." His lips curved into something teasing. "You looked lost. Like you were somewhere beautiful." I shot him a glare. He raised both hands in immediate surrender. "Alright… minding my business." Good. Because eve