All Chapters of After 18 Years, Mr. CEO Wants Me Back: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

A few weeks had passed since Damian gave me access to his bank accounts. Every day, I checked the balance, counted the numbers that kept growing, and planned my next move. Damian truly trusted me. He never asked about my spending, never suspected my motives. He only smiled whenever I mentioned wanting to buy something, and said, "That's your money too, sweetheart. You're free to use it."But something had changed inside me. Every time Damian smiled at me, every time he held me gently, every time he said he loved me, I felt something strange in my chest. Guilt. Guilt because I had lied to him, because I had played with his feelings, because I had planned to destroy him.One night, after Damian had fallen asleep, I sat alone in the living room, staring at a cup of cold tea. My mind was in chaos. I held my phone, opened the banking app, and looked at Damian's account balance, money that was almost mine. I could transfer all that money now, leave, and never come back. That had been my pla

I was still panting on the bed when Damian pulled out for a moment, his cock—still hard and slick with cum—slapping against my thigh. His eyes were dark, his breathing heavy, but there was no sign he was ready to stop.“We’re not done. Tonight I’m gonna use this pussy until you can’t even walk.”He flipped me onto my back again, pushing both my legs up high until my knees almost touched my chest. In that deep missionary position he slammed back inside me in one hard thrust.“AHHH! FUCK… SO DEEP!”Damian started pounding me without mercy. His cock drove all the way to my cervix, every thrust making the bed creak loudly. I screamed, hands clutching the sheets.“Ahh… ahh… fuck… harder… wreck me!”He leaned down, biting my nipple while he kept thrusting.“Your pussy’s still so fucking tight… ahh… keep squeezing my cock, you slut.”Not long after, he pulled out and flipped me into doggy. My ass was shoved high, his hands gripping my hips hard, then his cock slammed into me from behind brut

I returned to the hospital the next morning with a heavy feeling. I could barely sleep last night, my mind constantly spinning thinking about the baby in my womb. I had to stay calm, I had to stay focused on my work, but every time I tried to concentrate, a strange nausea rose in my stomach.That morning, as I was reviewing patient files in my office, the nausea hit me suddenly. I felt my stomach turn, and unable to hold it back, I ran to the nearest toilet. I vomited violently, emptying my stomach until I felt weak and dizzy. I sat on the bathroom floor, my head resting against the cold wall, feeling cold sweat soaking my body."I can't keep going like this. I have to be able to control this."I spent a few minutes in the toilet, trying to calm myself. I washed my face with cold water, looking at my reflection in the mirror. My face was pale, my eyes were puffy, and there were dark circles under my eyes. I looked like someone who was exhausted, and that wasn't a good look for a famou

After Louis left that night, I sat alone in the living room for a long time, staring at the ultrasound card he had thrown onto the table. My mind was a battlefield of conflicting emotions. Louis's words echoed in my head."You've fallen in love with him. And that's the stupidest thing you've ever done."Was he right? Had I really fallen in love with Damian, the man I had sworn to destroy?I picked up the ultrasound card and looked at the small image on it. A small, blurry shape that was already a life growing inside me. A life that was part of Damian, part of me. A life I never planned, never wanted, but now that it was here, I couldn't bring myself to make a decision.The next few days, I tried to act as normal as possible. I went to the hospital, performed surgeries, checked on patients, and smiled when I was supposed to smile. I hid my nausea from everyone, even though the nurses were starting to give me worried looks. I told them I was just suffering from a stomach ache, but I kne

I woke up with a strange feeling. There was a cold sensation on my arm, and I realized an IV was attached there. I opened my eyes slowly and saw the white ceiling of the hospital treatment room. My head still felt heavy, and my body was weak as if I had just gone through a long battle."Where am I?" I said, my voice hoarse."You're in the hospital. You fainted, sweetheart. You fainted in the bathroom."I turned and saw Damian sitting in the chair beside my bed. His face was pale, his eyes red and swollen, as if he had been crying or hadn't slept all night. Behind him, Louis stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his face tense."Louis... Damian..." I tried to sit up, but my body was still too weak."Don't move yet, sweetheart. You're still weak," Damian said, his hand reaching out to calm me.I looked at both of them, feeling like something was wrong. Damian's expression wasn't just worried, there was something else in his eyes. Held-back anger. Disappointment. And deep pain."Wh