Pregnant Bully Novels & Stories

I turn to him with tears in my eyes. I don't understand why my so-called husband loves to hurt me so much. He loves to bully me. “Am I pregnant?” “I don't see why you should know,” he shakes his head. “Why?! I may be a nobody, but if I'm pregnant, I'm the child's mother!” I cry. “That's what you get for being such a pain today. You see that stunt you pulled at the pack meeting? Acting like a kid and begging to see your mother? I will personally kill you if you try that again.” He tells me with very cold eyes.

Not to pull myself together, just to feel it. The hot spike of fury. The colder fear underneath it, that had nothing to do with my company or my reputation and everything to do with my sixteen-year-old kid, who had spent her morning meeting her father for the first time and was now somewhere out there with her name already getting tossed around like trash on the news. Ninety seconds. Then I grabbed my phone. My lawyer picked up on the first ring. “I’m watching it,” she said, no hello, straight in. “He went way further than the filing. Three statements we can actually go after. We need to hit back before this shit sticks.”

William ordered, "This woman is vicious and shameless, and not the slightest bit of kind, so she won't let go of this shameful incident. Keep an eye on her to see what she's up to and prevent anything from happening." "I will arrange it, but she will not give up on today's matter. Therefore I have already dealt with her just in case." "What did you do?" William asked with a smile. He always trusted Bobby, but he was still a little interested in how he dealt with the situation. "Just the old school way. After I heard the report, I immediately arranged for a pretend pregnant woman to be sent to the hospital because of a brawl, and I edited the woman's face onto Valeria's in the video of Paisle

I warned, staring daggers at her. “I…” She tapped my hand quickly as I was choking her too tightly. Only then did I lessen my grip as I thought she wanted to give me a reply. “How can you hold a pregnant woman like that? Don’t you care about my life? I said I don’t know where she is! Why are you bullying me?” She was caressing her neck, gasping for air. “Don’t use that as a silly excuse. Just get the words out else you know what will happen to you!” Daniel bellowed.

He strikes me as one who will always try to have his way. “I’m fine, and you?” “I’m okay. I’m just worried about how you’re getting bullied online all because of that raggedy wolf. Why don’t you come out and talk? Tell everyone that you were the wolf’s victim, not his mistress.” He said. Trust me, I want to break my silence, but I'm 8 weeks pregnant and I’m beginning to get a little heavy. How do I defend myself when I am indeed pregnant? Again, I fear that these netizens will use their ‘tech abilities’ to track me down and show up here to harass me.

It was a little too snug, and now that I was paying attention, my chest felt constricted, as if being pushed up unnaturally. My cleavage was practically spilling over, emphasized by the plunging cut of the swimsuit. The fabric pressed against my curves, making them look rounder, fuller—almost indecently so. Great. And this was the only swimsuit I had packed. I sighed, trying to ignore the discomfort, and let the lavender scent soothe me. Just as I closed my eyes to fully relax, I felt something warm brush against my ear. A breath? Startled, I turned sharply—only to come face to face with a large, sleek-furred dog.

Would the bullying stop If I looked pretty like the other girls? "Hey watch where you are going! " Someone snapped grumpily at me. I raised my head that was bowed in thoughts as I looked up to the owner of the voice who was glaring down at me

**** Author's note If you are here to read Pregnant for the bully, welcome. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a dark romance, it has sexual themes, and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again.

Even so, she did not dare make a sound. I was an iron wall she could not kick down. "The employee welfare policy you keep mentioning? I proposed it. It was specifically created for employees with special circumstances at the company. As long as they provide documentation of their situation, the company can offer them assistance. It's not for you to use as leverage to exploit your coworkers!" Just thinking about how she had made things difficult for so many colleagues using her pregnancy as an excuse made me lose control. The coworkers who had suffered under her tyranny were even more indignant.

We made a mess the bathroom floor was soaked and all we did was laugh. I got out first grabbed towels and cleaned up the water so when she stepped out she wouldn't fall. I watched her wash and rinse loving the water sliding down her body. Her blush cause I was watching drove me crazy and I smirked as her nipples went hard again. Pregnant she wolves loved fucking when pregnant and us males didn't complain we loved it. I helped her out and dried her body as she blushed more. I was overprotective because a few weeks ago she fell and I yelled at her making her sob it killed me and took forever for her to forgive me. It scared the life from me and I rushed her to the hospital full on panic attack