All Chapters of ACCIDENTALLY PREGNANT WITH THE BLACKWOOD HEIR: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SELENA'S POVIt had been three days since that night on the bridge, since Alexander broke open in front of me, since the truth spilled out of him like something he'd been choking on for years.And somehow, things felt different. Not perfect, not even close. But lighter, like the air around him had quietly shifted. He was still Alexander, cold and controlled to the world, but with me there was warmth now. Small, quiet warmth, the kind you don't notice until you realize you've stopped freezing.I saw it in the way his fingers lingered a little longer when they touched mine, without guilt snapping them back. In the way his gaze softened, just slightly, when he thought I wasn't looking. In the way he no longer pulled away the moment I got close. It wasn't much. But it was everything."You're staring again."His voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I blinked, realizing I'd been watching him from the bed while he adjusted his cufflinks."I'm not," I said quickly, sitting up.He raised a brow

SELENA'S POVMy phone beeped just as the car slowed. I picked it up without thinking.Linda.That crazy girl.A smile tugged at my lips before I'd even opened the message. "Girl guess what "A frowning emoji followed. I frowned back at the screen. What now? Before I could type, another message dropped."Haven't you logged into the account I sent you??"Oh. Right…we'd talked yesterday, and she'd set up an account for me. Not me exactly. For Mrs. Blackwood."I forgot," I muttered.The next message came immediately: "Do it now. And don't scream."Don't scream. That alone made me suspicious. I opened the app and logged in, and when the page loaded I went completely still.The profile picture was from the gown launch, elegant, mysterious, untouchable. Mrs. Blackwood, exactly as intended. But that wasn't what made my mouth fall open. It was the number sitting beneath it.Twenty million followers.I blinked. Looked again. Still there, not a glitch, not my eyes playing tricks. Twenty mil

SELENA'S POVI avoided his gaze, though I couldn't entirely explain why, only that the look in his eyes made my thoughts scatter in a way I didn't have time for right now.Focus, Selena."I have an idea," I said, clearing my throat. Both of them looked at me, Linda hopeful, Alexander still watching in that steady, unreadable way. I shifted slightly and pressed forward before I could second guess myself."The gown doesn't need a complete redesign. Just adjustments." I gestured lightly, my mind already piecing it together as I spoke. "The hip paneling..make it bolder, but structured. Something that enhances the silhouette without overwhelming it. And the diamond placement needs to be more intentional, not scattered. A curve that follows the body line. Elegant, but striking."I paused. "Something unforgettable."Silence.Then Linda's eyes went wide. "Oh my God, that could actually work." She grabbed my arm. "That would work."I laughed, a little nervously. "Really?""You're a genius!

SELENA'S POV My heartbeat sped up so fast it felt audible. Why was I always caught in situations like this?I stood frozen for exactly one second after pulling the door shut behind me..quietly, before anyone inside could notice, then forced myself to move, stepping away from the office entrance like I had simply been passing by.Director Shelton's eyes landed on me immediately. "Selena?"I froze mid-step.Miranda's sharp gaze lifted. Calista's brows arched, studying me with that slow, deliberate attention she always seemed to have ready. Shelton took a few steps closer. "What are you doing up here? Did you come to see Mr. Blackwood?"Every possible answer evaporated from my head. I — what? No — I was just—Three pairs of eyes pressed into me at once.Then salvation clicked down the corridor in heels.Linda, carrying files, moving with the confidence of someone who had somewhere to be. I nearly exhaled out loud. Without wasting another second I stepped forward and grabbed her hand.

SELENA'S POV The cold water swallowed me whole. My breath seized instantly, panic detonating through every nerve as I kicked wildly beneath the surface. Sound became muffled, lights above the water blurring into smears of color, my lungs tightening with a burn that climbed fast and merciless. My dress dragged at me, pulling me down, and my hands thrashed uselessly against the resistance. I can't swim. I can't… Then a splash. Strong arms wrapped around my waist warm, familiar, certain and pulled upward with powerful strokes. We broke the surface and air slammed into my chest. I coughed violently, both hands clutching at him without thinking. Alexander. His jaw was clenched so hard it looked painful, water streaming from his hair, his expensive suit completely destroyed, eyes burning with a fury so cold it sent a chill through me despite the warmth of his grip. He lifted me like I weighed nothing and carried me to the pool edge, setting me carefully on the marble. Hands reached fr