All Chapters of PREGNANT BY MY FIANCE'S BILLIONAIRE BROTHER : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

On July 28th, my 25th birthday, I decided to kill the image.For six months I had lived in a condo that was not mine, on Beach Road, Sea Point. White sheets that were never slept in. White shirts in a closet because white is pure. Nude heels because nude is classy. Pearls because pearls are Beige family. Fifty thousand rand on the 1st called allowance. I was Dawn Beige's perfect future wife image and I was tired of being an image that no one touches.I told Amanda, my best friend from East London, on video call. She was in her kitchen, kids shouting."I'm going to Billionaire Club tonight. Alone. I want one night where a man wants me, not my degree," I said.Amanda dropped her spoon. "Linda Long, you have a fiancé who gives you a Lamborghini. You have a Beach Road condo.""I have a fiancé who has never seen me naked, Amanda. Not once. Not mouth, not hands, not in the dark. Six months he kisses my forehead like I am his little sister. I am 25 today. I am still virgin. I am starved."Sh

Nandy Jordan did not let me leave the mansion until I ate salmon."Eat, Linda. Pregnant women need protein. And you need to learn how to sit at my table if you are carrying my grandchild."She said grandchild like share certificate. She cut salmon, put it on my plate, watched me chew. Dawn had left table. Vanelly kept taking photos of me crying. Luke stood behind my chair, hand on my shoulder, not letting anyone else touch me.I chewed salmon I could not taste. Two pink lines still on white marble floor where Luke dropped them. No one picked them up. Like evidence.After lunch, Dawn found me in pantry. He grabbed my arms. First time in six months he touched me hard."Linda, tell me it is not true," he whispered, eyes red. "Tell me you are still pure. We can still marry. I can be father. I need you as image. If you leave me, my mother will take my shares."I looked at my fiancé. My perfect-image fiancé who never touched me."Dawn. Are you gay?"He let go like I slapped him."Who told y

48 hours.Nandy Jordan said 48 hours. DNA kit. Prove East London girl is carrying Cranston blood. Or she leaks pink test to Billionaire Wives group and says I trapped CEO on desk for promotion.I walked out of 14th floor boardroom holding Luke's hand in red dress, 6 weeks pregnant.John Sterling followed us. 33, CEO Sterling Holdings, best friend of Luke since boarding school, warm grey eyes. He looked at my eyes, not my dress."Miss Long," John said, calm. "You need private OB. Not Nandy's Girls Clinic. Dr. Patel, Sea Point, confidential. I will pay. As friend of Luke."Luke nodded. "Take her now. Board will vote again after Mom's tantrum. You go with John. I trust John more than my driver."John's Maybach. Inside smelled like law books, not whisky. He drove himself."Miss Long, I am not going to ask if it is Luke's," John said, driving down Lion's Head. "I know Luke. He told me six weeks ago he slept with virgin on his desk on 14th floor and felt guilty because she bled and he never

48 hours DNA wait.Stellenbosch lab has my blood — 5ml I gave with consent for Long name. Has Luke's cheek swab — "for my child, not heir." John Sterling drove it himself at 7 AM because Nandy intercepts drivers.48 hours feels like 48 years when you are 6 weeks 4 days pregnant, 25, Oxford First Class, East London girl who bled three times: virgin blood on desk, stolen blood by Vanelly hug, consent blood bandage still on elbow.Luke's Cliff House. Scan photo heartbeat 110 on fridge now — Luke put it on fridge like family fridge, not billionaire fridge.He cooked salmon again. Protein."Eat, Miss Long. 48 hours DNA will say Long-Cranston."My new iPhone engraved LINDA LONG buzzed at 8 AM. Nandy Jordan._N. JORDAN: BOARDROOM 14TH FLOOR 10 AM. MATERNITY FASHION SHOW. RICHNESS WAVES LAUNCH. YOU MODEL PREGNANT IN RED. PRESS COMES. YOU SHOW CRANSTON HEIR IS HEALTHY. OR I LEAK DNA BEFORE RESULTS AND SAY YOU SLEPT WITH BOTH SONS. WEAR RED. — NANDY_She forces me to model pregnant. Humiliation

I woke up in white sheets not image white, but not alone.Luke's black suit jacket over us as blanket, his hand still on flat stomach 6 weeks 5 days, scan photo heartbeat 110 on fridge glowing, DNA envelope 99.99% on side table: _FATHER: LUKE BRYAN CRANSTON._And new iPhone gold engraved LINDA LONG buzzing with Vanelly's text:_UNKNOWN: CONGRATS MISS LONG, LONG FIRST. BUT NANDY DID NOT TELL YOU — CRANSTON TRUST HAS CLAUSE: IF HEIR IS LONG-CRANSTON, MOTHER MUST LIVE IN MANSION, NOT CLIFF HOUSE, UNDER NANDY GUARDIANSHIP TILL BIRTH. OR TRUST 50M GOES TO VANELLY, NOT BABY. COME TODAY 9 AM. — V. JORDAN_50M. R50 million. For my baby Long first, but Cranston bloodline money.Luke read it at 5 AM, ironing my red dress R25k again because I iron when scared."She does not lie," Luke said, grey eyes cold CEO. "Clause old. From my father Mr. Cranston dead. He wrote mother must live in mansion if heir is outside marriage. To control bloodline. Nandy uses it now.""If clause old, baby loses 50M if