Novel & Cerita Pregnant Assistant To The Billionaire Ceo

“I’d feel safer having you somewhere where medical professionals are a heartbeat away.” “I don’t know what to say...” “I haven’t finished my sales pitch,” AJ told her, coming to stand by the bed. “I also have a swimming pool, which I’m told you will want to use toward the end of your pregnancy. I also have a personal chef, so those pregnancy cravings won’t be a problem.” “I don’t know, AJ...” “But wait, there’s more!” AJ grinned at her and continued his sales pitch like a late night commercial. “If you say yes now, for the low low price of just $9.99 for nine installments, I will double your order.”

I said and we left. "Woah how rich is your new boss?" Vincent asked as we neared the building "Apparently he's a billionaire from what his PA told me" I replied and we came to a stop "Bye boys!" I said and heard them say 'best of luck'. I entered the building and felt the cool air hit me. I saw the reception area and went over there "Hello I'm Dawn Berlitz. I'm the new PA. Can you tell me where I could find my office?" I asked and the receptionist held up a perfectly painted finger.

she continued even though she feels that he is not interested in her story. "Then, he said the baby is ok, I just need a proper diet and exercise. I can't be stressed and tired because I'm in the crucial part of pregnancy." She was stunned when she still didn't get an answer from him. "Gael are you listening to what I'm saying?" She asked hesitantly.

She was happy that she was able to get Edde on his knees as her bestie always told her to, She was finally happy with her sudden progress. "Firstly you will take me to the hospital for my first antenatal, you will sit with me so that people will know that a celebrity is my baby daddy" Elizabeth said in a cocky smile "Maybe they would respect me too" She said giving him a wink. ©Pop Precious

"Thank you, Ashley. I probably won't be able to do much during this pregnancy. The doctor said my uterus is weak, so I need to be more still." "Just tell me what you need, and I'll do it for you," Ashley said. "I don't think I can thank you enough. My parents are too; they're eager to help with anything." "Oh, don't be like that, Ashley. I didn't do it to make you feel indebted," Regina said. "But honestly, I'm going to need a lot of help right now. So, I guess I should ask you, would you be my personal assistant?" "Oh, of course I would, Mrs. Regina," Ashley said happily. "I would love to."

“What are you all doing here?” “We need to see a doctor.” Cassie replied. “And the billionaires can’t afford the doctors back in New York.” I replied playfully. “And I thought money can buy everything. By the way, this is the Chief of Surgery here at Seattle, Dr. Clint.” I introduced Dr. Clint to them. “I am pregnant and I wanted to tell you in person.” Gabby exclaimed after the introductions. “I don’t want you hearing about it from someone else.” “Congratulations.” I exclaimed happily and hugged her.

McCurry had been staring silently at her for the past thirty minutes and Anastasia suddenly wished that her mother was rather screaming, she knew what that silence meant; her mother was pissed beyond measure, she was disappointed and heartbroken, but did Anastasia feel any better? She had just discovered or rather confirmed from the lab test that she was a month pregnant, and she knew it could only mean one thing; she was carrying the Billionaire CEO’s baby. Her baby’s daddy was Mr. CEO, the so-called most eligible bachelor of the city. How would she explain it to anyone? What would she tell her curious mother?

Authority. A desk engraved with one word: CEO I sit in the chair, my belly round and heavy, and spin slowly. I laugh through tears. The interior takes another month because perfection refuses to be rushed. When it’s finally done, I stand alone in the lobby. This place is mine. I built it. But reality taps my shoulder again. I’m seven months pregnant. I can’t do everything alone. I need someone capable, someone to oversee operations until I give birth. I pick up my phone and call my lawyer.

Celia rolled her eyes above his head and grinned at the man who was staring at the two of them with a smile. “See what I have to deal with, Maxie. He worries too much,” Celia said. Then she sighed dramatically as she rested her back against the chair, piled with soft cushions. “Poor me. I can’t even have any excitement anymore.” She looked down at her huge belly and said, “Hey you, do fast and come out before your father coddles me to death.” "Celia,” Andrew called softly as he bent down before her. The retro billionaire, whose personal life is still a mystery to the media and who is a hardcore in the business world, is a softie when it comes to the love of his life and their unborn child.