Lady Dimitrescu Pregnant Novels & Stories

But before I could stop it, I suddenly stood up and rushed toward the small restroom inside his office. I barely made it before throwing up. When I finally stepped back out, my face burned with embarrassment. Alexander was standing near the door, watching me closely. His expression had completely changed. He looked… suspicious. “You’re sick,” he said. “I’m fine,” I insisted again. But he didn’t seem convinced. Instead, his eyes slowly moved down to my stomach. A strange look crossed his face. “Miss Carter,” he said slowly. “Yes?” “Are you… pregnant?” My heart nearly stopped.

Whispered conversations gradually surrounded me as I stood there, absorbing curious and malicious stares alike. "Don't blame Kandice—she just lost a baby, so she's not herself," Wendy said softly, shrinking into Daniel's arms while wearing an innocent expression that made her words sound damning. "What? This woman had a miscarriage?" The room buzzed with gossip, as if I were some kind of pariah. I looked around at their ugly faces, memorizing each one. A man cheats, but somehow the woman who got hurt becomes the target of judgment. "Alright, settle down everyone. I heard the heir to Zenith Pharmaceuticals is coming tonight," someone called out loudly—clearly trying to shut me up.

His eyes lit up excitedly. "I swear." Aunt Valentina then told the dark past of Luciano's mother. According to Aunt Valentina's story, Luciano's mother was a servant in Romano’s house. She was involved in an illicit relationship with the Romano family only son. When they knew that she was pregnant, she was expelled from the city of Rome. "Your dad didn't even know that your mother was pregnant. Your mother didn't have time to say anything when she left." "Why, Auntie? Why did my mother just leave like that?"

“You didn’t come all this way just for a sunset.” Dimitry leaned against the railing, eyes fixed on the horizon. “No. I didn’t.” Roman waited. “We’re still looking for her,” Dimitry said eventually. “Our sister. She was just a baby when she disappeared.” Roman glanced at him. “Disappeared?” Dimitry nodded once. “She was pregnant,” “Full term. Due any day.” Roman’s brow furrowed. “It was her third child. A girl,” Dimitry added. “We all knew. We were… excited, actually. It had been a long time since anyone in the family had looked forward to something. Viktor was thrilled. My father couldn’t stop talking about her.”

“What sort of difficulties?” My father looked as if he was going to refuse to answer my questions, but he finally sighed loudly and threw his hands in the air. “Blast it all. Dimitri set himself up in this drama. As soon as Dimitri discovered that his mistress was pregnant, he set her up in the packhouse. She was given the most luxurious rooms and Doctor Gregor was ordered to monitor her pregnancy closely. She was right under Delia’s nose, rubbing her pregnancy in Delia’s face.” My father sighed sadly and I could tell that he was reliving the events of thirty years ago.

“Don't give me that punk. You had sex with her and impregnated her, then you don't want to take responsibility. Is that how you were taught?” Dimitri sighed, holding himself back from rolling his eyes. “I have no memories of when I'd sex with her, which meant only one thing…” He shifted his gaze to Mara who was looking everywhere but him. “...I was drugged… by her. Her brows shot up and she jerked on her seat. “I could never do such a thing.” She said, voice shaking. Dimitri clicked his tongue and turned back to his grandpa. “Also, where did you read that a female got pregnant on the day she copulated with a male?”

"Darling, you are truly a gift to this family." The booming voice of Margaret Lancaster, her mother-in-law, filled the room. "At last, Damian has found a woman who can give him an heir." The smile on Elena's face slowly disappeared when she heard the voice from inside the room. She was about to give Damian—her husband of ten years—the best news of her life. Elena's hand tightly grasped the envelope containing the results of the doctor's examination. She was pregnant with her fourth child.

I asked, my voice cracking. Dimitri hesitated for a second before he threw a bomb at me. "It’s from the child you lost." The ground beneath me shifted and my whole body turned into ice. I had to blink multiple times to make sure that I was not in a delusion. "What…?" I ... I was pregnant? Wh- when? "Yes, Alessia. You were pregnant..." A strangled sob passed my mouth. Tears burnt my eyes. "... With Nikolai's child" No. No, no, no.

When I got pregnant a couple months later with Misha, I was a wreck of emotions from happy to full on anxiety of losing the pregnancy. With careful monitoring from my doctors I carried to thirty eight weeks and gave birth to Misha Anthony and then about when he was about two and half months old I found I was pregnant with our second son Dimitiris Nico. I thought it was a fucking joke when I got pregnant with Dimitris. It was not a joke, and I was very glad to have not only Max to help me, but Nat as well.

Anyone can. Eros West what are you doing?! My pregnancy is getting noticeable day by day. He should get back to his senses, put his company in order, mend his relationship with Jeffrey and get married to me! If things keep happening, our marriage will get delayed and my pregnancy will be visible for everyone to see. I glance at Dimitri. “someone is going to join us soon. We need all the help we can get.” Dimitri frowns. “who?” “Dee...!” Emily’s voice rings from outside catching I and Dimitri’s attention.