All Chapters of Pregnant by the CEO I Hate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Oliva;My eyes snap open, and for one terrifying heartbeat, I don’t know where I am. Then I feel it; the heavy, possessive weight of a muscular arm draped across my waist, the heat of a large male body pressed against my back. My stomach drops like a stone. Caspian Fender. He is still asleep beside me, his long jet-black hair fanned across the pillow, dark lashes resting against sharp cheekbones. His breathing is deep and even. The sheets have slipped low, revealing the hard planes of his tattooed chest and abs. He looks almost peaceful. Beautiful, even. Disgust and horror slam into me so hard I struggle to breathe. What have I done? I slap a hand over my mouth to choke back the sob rising in my throat, then slap my own cheek hard. The sting buds across my skin, but it’s nothing compared to the embarrassment boiling through my veins. How could I? How could I have given my body to this bastard? The man I have hated with every fiber of my being for five years. The rude, pridef

Oliva;Weeks in.My eyes fly open to the insistent, shrill ringing of my phone. Exhaustion weighs heavily on my body like lead. These days, waking up feels like dragging myself out of quicksand. The pregnancy has turned my mornings into a battlefield of nausea, fatigue, and a bone-deep tiredness that no amount of sleep seems to fix. With a groan, I fumble for the phone on my nightstand, my curls a wild mess across my pillow.It’s Calista.“Liv, where the hell are you?” she whispers urgently the moment I answer.“Still in bed,” I mumble, voice vibrating with sleep.“Girl, you need to move right now!” she says. “The dickhead is back. His plane just landed. He’ll be at the office any minute.”I scream internally and literally jolt upright, heart slamming against my ribs. “Shit!”For the past week, while Caspian was away, I had been sneaking in late, giving my battered body and heart some much-needed rest. Now he’s back, and the little peace I’d found shatters instantly. I hate how much p

OliviaMy eyes open slowly, and for a while I can't work out why my neck aches so much or why my cheek is pressed against something so hard. I stare at what it is, realizing I've fallen asleep at my office desk.I push myself upright, rubbing the stiffness from my neck before looking around the office. The lights are still on, but everyone has long since gone home, aside from the security guards making their rounds while I sit there wondering how long I've been asleep this time.The pregnancy has been draining every bit of energy from me. No matter how hard I fight it, exhaustion always seems to win.I rub both hands over my face and draw in a slow breath.I can't keep doing this, I have to put myself together. This morning was humiliating enough, and the last thing I need is another disaster before I even make it out of the building.One step at a time, Olivia. Get your laptop packed, your bag, and get out of here before anyone sees you looking like this.I start gathering my things,

Olivia;Inside the private jet, I settle into the seat at the far left side of the cabin and fasten the belt loosely around my waist. Caspian is already seated a few rows ahead with his laptop open, the light of the screen reflecting against his face as his fingers move across the keyboard. He has not looked in my direction once since we boarded.The elegant woman from the airport walks past me without a glance and drops into the seat beside him. She crosses her legs and leans slightly toward him, her voice barely audible as they begin talking. Whatever they are discussing does not reach me clearly, and I do not try to listen. My attention stays on the window and the slow movement of the ground crew outside.I still have no idea where this plane is taking us. Caspian never mentioned a destination in the email, and he has not said a single word to me since I arrived at the airport. Typical of him. He expects me to follow without question, as if the details of my own schedule are none o

Caspian;Lumi says something that strikes me, and my brow rises.I stand by the hotel window with one hand in my pocket and my phone against my ear. “You’re sure you’ve gotten the evidence?”“Yes,” she says. “I’m looking at it right now. The woman who spent the night with my fiancé on our engagement night is right here in front of me.”I close my eyes briefly.Here we go again. “Forward it to me.”“I’m not sending it. I’ll wait until you come back. I want you to look me in the eyes and deny it again.”I rub my forehead. “Lumi, please. I’ve been in meetings since I landed.”“Of all the women out there,” she continues, “if you were going to cheat, you chose someone this low?”I pull the phone away from my ear and look through the glass at the lights outside.This is exhausting.Every conversation with Lumi eventually returns to the same night, the same unknown woman and the same certainty that I did what she believes I did.I put the phone back against my ear. “I have no idea who you’re