Pregnant Assistant To The Billionaire Ceo Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Are nesting. You’re literally nesting in a mansion, pregnant with a billionaire’s baby, surrounded by hot testosterone, and that one butler that looks like he walked off a Calvin Klein ad.” “That’s Carlos. He’s the head of security and Alexander’s assistant.” She blinked. “Jesus. I need a lie-down.” ..... Katie and I curled up on the patio with thick blankets, hot chocolate, and a bowl of Kayla’s ginger cookies between us. The Irish sunset was melting across the sky in streaks of soft gold and rose. “So... this baby. Unexpected?” Katie asked gently. I nodded. “Completely. I didn’t plan this. I didn’t even know if I wanted kids after... you know.”

“That's what I thought too when I allowed her to stay with her son in this place, but that woman hasn't divorced her former husband and they are working together to extort money from poor doctor Antonio!” “But- oh my goodness,” Gift wanted to speak, but she couldn't find a word in her dictionary that supported what she had just heard. She dropped her cup as well and covered her face with her palm, “I can't believe this,” she said as she lowered her head. “This is why I can't let them be friends. She claims to be pregnant for the doctor, but she meets her second husband in different derelict places, from hotels to motels to dark alleys. No one can tell who the real father of her baby is from

And we may not have talked about it, but Nathan is exactly the guy I want to raise this baby with. I blow out a shaky breath and realize I’m smiling. Everything with me and Nathan is messy. But it’s a kind of messy that feels right. The bathroom door swings open, and Nathan’s assistant Lucia walks in. She immediately spots the pregnancy test, and her eyebrows shoot up. We both freeze. “Don’t tell anyone,” I blurt. “Of course not,” Lucia says. And then, after a beat, she asks, “Do you need help, or congratulations?” My heart swells. This woman barely knows me. But she’s offering her signature calm, efficient support, whatever I want to do with this pregnancy.

She sat on the couch and sighed heavily as she unbuckled the Carrier to free baby May. “Come here, darling,” Rita said with a smile as she carried the baby who was eager to meet her. “Such a princess,” she remarked with a chuckle as she played with the baby. “Rita, what’s the situation?” Melisa asked at once. “Still the same. 20 million naira and nothing less,” she replied. “Who does he think I am?!” She thundered. “He thinks you’re the daughter in-law of a billionaire family, and your husband is now CEO of the billionaire wine company,” she stated.

Chapter One “Sign it, Alora. You give me my heir, I fund your family, and we never speak of love again.” The words were as cold as the stainless-steel surgical tools he wielded daily. My billionaire professor, now my ruthless husband, slid the crisp, white marriage contract across his heavy mahogany desk. Looking up at Dr. Dominic Reid’s frozen, impossibly handsome face, I felt the air completely leave my lungs. How did a brilliant, scholarship medical student end up trapped by the most ruthless cardiothoracic surgeon in the country?

Narrowing her disapproving eyes, she replied with a fiery tone. "Isn't this a big issue too?" Deasy asked curtly. "You're a guy, after all. So, you'll never understand what it's like to feel nauseous, dizzy, and have trouble eating. That's why you should tell your wife to get pregnant, so you can know what it's like to take care of a pregnant woman. So you won't just speak without thinking," Deasy ranted. As if not satisfied, she grumbled again. "Oh, I almost forgot. Your wife can't possibly get pregnant. You never even touch her. So how could she get pregnant!"

he asked looking at me with hopeful expressions. “I am her assistant Justin and she is my boss, CEO of the company I work in. I cannot give her anything, she deserves much better.” I said voicing my thoughts. “So, you are just going to ignore your feelings and act like you are friends?” he asked and when I didn’t answer, I heard him sigh. “It’s also good so that my focus is on Ella’s safety,” I said knowing the fact that our parents threatened us a few weeks ago to take her.

Ellie sat in bed going through a book about pregnancy and she was smiling like a loon. She couldn’t believe she was actually going to have Cesar’s baby a second time. It was a dream come true but… her smile faded when she remembered the first time she’d gotten pregnant with Miesa...it hadn’t been a smooth one because Miesa had been a big baby so she had to have C-section to get the baby out and she’d almost lost her life as well.

A smile appeared on her face as she tucked her hair behind her ears. “I’m..i’m.. Confused, I don’t know what to say. The truth is that, I feel overwhelmed, '' she said with a smile as her eyes bubbled with joy. “Overwhelmed by what?” Vivian asked. “By the thoughts of becoming a mother, and Adrian a father. Wait, I’m going to bear a billionaire baby!” She cried with excitement and they all cheered. “But first, we will visit the doctor to confirm” she said and the ladies nodded.

he said. "Julian, we need to talk about this," I said, catching his sleeve. "This isn't just a 'situation' anymore. It's three babies. I can't just move into your penthouse and act like... like what? Like I’m your wife? Your mistress?" "You’ll be the mother of my children," he said, turning to face me. "That’s the only title that matters right now." "I have a career. I have a life." "You have a high-risk pregnancy," he countered, his voice firm. "Did the doctor not tell you that? You can't be working sixty hours a week on marketing campaigns while carrying three infants. You can barely stand up without looking like you’re going to faint."