Lucy Monroe The Billionaire's Pregnant Mistress の小説・ストーリー

Luciano lifted me onto board table — crop top, belly, wedding skirt — and kissed me like no board meeting ever saw. Vanessa ran out, calling lawyer. Mrs. Potts burst in: "Ma'am! Sir! T****k! Your board speech! Someone leaked! 5 MILLION views! And—" She showed phone. *BREAKING: Billionaire's chubby wife takes over hospital board while pregnant in crop top wedding dress — investors love her! Stock up 8%!* Luciano laughed against my belly. "My queen. You just made me $80 million in 10 minutes. Still think you are just nanny?"

But something stopped her. If this person knew about Theo… knew about the penthouse… knew enough to take photos inside her own apartment… How long had they been watching? She opened the photos again. Zoomed in on the first one. Theo’s bed. The dinosaur nightlight she bought last Christmas. The crack in the wall she always meant to patch. Everything familiar. Everything wrong. She typed. What do you want? Reply came faster this time. Money. A lot of it. Or I send these to every tabloid in the city. “Billionaire’s Secret Love Child” sells papers.

“I just don’t see that my son’s secretary could have anything that important to tell me.” I ignored the jab, knowing from Emily that this was just normal Lucy behavior. So, I took a deep breath and laid out my cards, carefully starting to build the tears in my eyes. “I’m pregnant. With Louis’s child.” She paused, and then contempt appeared on her face. “You’re pregnant? Why should I believe you? You could easily be after his money.”

Lucy finally said, her voice trembling as she tried to hold back her emotions. Mrs. Bella folded her arms across her chest. “Say it. What is it you want to talk about?” Lucy lowered her head. “Mother… Vicktor… he has another woman behind my back.” Mrs. Bella didn’t respond right away. Her eyes drifted toward the window, watching as the rain began to fall in a soft drizzle. “This morning,” Lucy continued, “I asked him to take me to the doctor, but instead, he chose to accompany that woman… his mistress, Mother.”

He said nonchalantly. My mouth gaped open. Was he serious? "I know this is a lot to ask," he continued, "But you're the only one I can think of. You're intelligent and capable, and you look like you can get a job well done. Also now that we have…history together." I shook my head, my thoughts racing as I opened my mouth to say no but he beat me to it. Ethan leaned closer, his blue eyes piercing into mine. "I'll pay you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Ninety million dollars. For one year. All you have to do is be my wife."

The girl’s expression mirrored Mila’s own—sharp, observant, unyielding. The television overhead buzzed with the latest news: “Carson Corp faces a financial crisis. Rumors suggest that Madison Carson, the now heir, may soon marry Lowe Sterling, potentially securing a partnership with Sterling Inc. No official confirmation has been made.” Mila tightened her grip on the chopsticks, her eyes betraying the coldness she felt inside. Five years had passed, and though the mall around her was more prosperous, it was still Lowe's world.

She had observed the woman outside and taken notice of her body structure. "How do you know?" the woman asked softly, shocked that Luna had noticed. "Is he the father of the child?" she questioned and the woman nodded her head in response. "When was this?" she asked. "Three weeks ago. I met him at a club and we had sex after he paid for my service. I never would have thought that he was married or in the military. My boss was the one who revealed his identity to me. Please believe me." The woman explained. "Are you certain that my husband got you pregnant?" she asked, skeptical about her claim.

Dreamboat in my head, even Isabella noticed and told me to forget about him and that I would never get to meet him again. I was home alone on a Monday evening and I decided to stay indoors to watch a horror movie, watching a romantic movie might trigger my thoughts about him again. Was with my popcorn in the living room when my phone beeped. It was an alert of a thousand dollars, I screamed as I jumped making my popcorn spill everywhere. As I was about to confirm who had sent the money, my phone rang and it was Luca. “I know you must have seen the money”, Luca said confidently. “Yes, was it from you?”, I asked curiously trying to know what the money was meant for.

It's a betrayal to the man she had loved - Harrison. The head maid lunged forward at Lyra; she fell on her knees and said, "Please, Mrs. Monroe, you need to secure your place in the empire. That will be the only way you can protect yourself and your unborn baby." The head maid had served the Monroes all her life. She has been loyal, having benefitted from Stephen Monroe's kindness, which includes scholarships for her children and lucrative deals which made her wealthy. Yet she remained meek and humble and continued serving the Monroes family.

This was the closest we had ever been since our marriage. “How did you get pregnant, Clara, when I haven’t even touched you since I met you?” ''It happened three weeks ago, when you came back home and… and you were really drunk. I tried to stop you, so you wouldn’t regret it. I tried but that was the first time you touched me, so I couldn’t control it either and—“ '' That's a blatant lie, you whore! How dare you claim that those bastards inside you are mine?'' My heart sank at his words, and tears slid down my cheeks uncontrollably. Although I know how Damon is, I had expected him to at least be happy with me because of the babies. But unfortunaty, he's doing the opposite, still with his tre