Pregnant And Spoiled By The Billionaire Novels & Stories

"Chill out girl, I am not pregnant. The dude scratched my bike so I went after him, I asked for payments to be made but he ignored. Then it turns out that this dude is some big shot and the pregnancy shit was the only way to get his attention." "Pregnancy, seriously that's all you could think of?" Cassie shakes her head disapprovingly. "Hey! It just came out." Cara defends herself. "Well, because of your stupidity he lost a million dollar contract worth." Cassie hands Cara her phone to check the headline that just popped up. Cara looks at the phone but her eyes glued at the heading which contains the douche's name. "Or Mr. Douche's name is Alexander Black." Cara can totally see him being nam

“Whether you can be father or not is not the problem. I am an heiress of a billionaire family, and being pregnant with a bodyguard’s child is insanity and disgrace to my identity.” “Is that what you’re worried about? You should be thinking of the child!” “I am not pregnant.” I lied... again and again. “Even if I am, don’t invalidate my reason. I am an heiress and you’re just a nobody. I don’t know where you got the idea of me being pregnant, but unfortunately that is not that case. Why? Are you excited that getting me pregnant can make you part of a billionaire family? Jokes on you, but that will never happen.”

"Well, I should ask this girl instead. You spoilt brats of the rich families can't be trusted. Who knows what kind of shady things happen in that social circle of yours? Because you've rendered your body useless, you're now clinging to my son, right? I knew you had ulterior motives toward him. Otherwise, you would have gone for someone in your status!" Ulterior motives? Hailey didn't have any ulterior motives. At least, she couldn't remember having one. The heavy rain beat down at her and unable to remain standing, Hailey went down to her knees and sobbed. Subconsciously, her hand wandered to her stomach and she suddenly felt at ease holding it. "You can't fool us with your crocodile tears!"

I'm on a break but till then you can enjoy my previous book. "HER SAVIOUR ALPHA". . Sana Pov's . Everything was going perfectly in my life. I had the best husband in this world who could fight the whole world for me. He loved me which no one did to me and I was pregnant with his child but then because of one person, my whole life changed... I lost everything in one day, even my dignity. .

That was the last thing she'd said to me before heading to the hospital. And then, hours later, the news exploded. The billionaire was marrying another woman carrying his child. My own sister blamed me for it. She came at me with a knife, stabbing me again and again. I still remembered the pain of dying at her hands, my own blood on her fingers. Even now, sitting here, my whole body trembled. However, I forced a bright, almost giddy smile. "Aria, you're not just pregnant. You're sitting on a gold mine. Word is Mr. Moore's got no women around him, and his family's desperate to see him married."

"All of it… the tragic past, the guilt… it was just another part of the performance. A story to make the brooding billionaire act more convincing." "Is that what you think?" he bit out, crossing his arms. "That this is some kind of game?" "I don't know what to think! All I know is that I've been sharing a bed with a man who has one foot in my world and the other in a ghost story." It was then she knew she had to tell him. She had to shatter this fragile glass house they were living in. "I'm pregnant." The two words landed in the room with the force of a detonation.

There was no fear in her eyes, only the sharp, brilliant intelligence that had allowed her to reclaim her family’s legacy in the first place. Adrian was at her side in an instant, his hand automatically settling on her waist to support her. "Bella, you should be resting. We’re just handling some corporate issues." "I’m pregnant, Adrian, not blind," Arabella said with a faint, wry smile as she walked with him toward the desk. She looked at the old photograph of a younger Adrian standing on a yacht next to the handsome, dark-haired billionaire. "Julian Vance. I remember his name from the old society columns before he vanished. The two of you used to own this city."

And the doctor had given her unexpected news. She slowly placed a trembling hand on her stomach. “I guess it will be just the two of us now.” Because she was pregnant. With Ethan Carter’s child.

Until two months later, when the smell of butter on the maid's hands makes me vomit severely, I recollect that I haven't had my period for two months. The maid discreetly informs my father about my vomiting. Immediately, my father takes me to the hospital for an examination. I'm pregnant... Back home, my father angrily holds the pregnancy report and forces me to kneel in the living room. My stepmother Catherine, stepsister Anna, and even my boyfriend Ben are present. Father's furious slap lands on my face, "Say it, who is the father of this child?!" "Lily! Why did you betray me?!" Ben also looks at me angrily, while Catherine and Anna watch gleefully.

I said, as I rose to face him. “You heard me.” He said, “You are not going to go about gallivanting like a cheap whore and then come to me with a pregnancy claim. I will not have it. I am married now, and I will not have you ruining it for me.” “I came here as a courtesy call.” I said, “I felt you deserved to know that you were going to have a baby.” “I am not having a baby!” he yelled this time. “What’s going on here?” Sandra asked, as she emerged from the kitchen. She had a puzzled look on her face as she tried to figure out what was happening.