Pregnant By My Ex's Dad Book Novels & Stories

I didn't look like I was involved in an accident, aside from losing a bit of weight, I looked the same as the day of the accident. I couldn't believe three freaking weeks had already passed. My hand instinctively went to my belly, and I stroked it. The baby is undoubtedly Zaden's. Felix and I had not been intimate in months as I had been so occupied with the new CEO appointment. I should have taken my morning pills after that night, but everything happened so fast. I still couldn't remember the details of that night, from when I had a few drinks with Eliza; everything else was blank. Now a child is growing inside my belly, and not just any child, one whose father hated my guts. My father wou

I got up and grabbed the seat before I moved to the kitchen and put it on the table. Brad, my ex and Axel’s dad decided to disappear when I told him I got pregnant, disappearing is an understatement. He yelled at me, calling me whore, that had tried to frame him with a baby so he could put a ring on her finger. Brad and I dated for two years before I get pregnant. I met him in college. The beautiful and dark boy that everyone wanted to have but had eyes only for me. He made me promises of love. He said once we finished college, we’d move in together, get married, and have a family. But after college, it was never the right time.

"I'm sorry things happened this way." "That's bullshit, come here!" Dad opened his arms and I walked into it, sobbing hard. "You're gonna be fine. We'll take care of you!" I felt happy and awful at the same time. It was still hard to believe the pregnancy result had come out positive. For the past month, I have been throwing up and feeling very ill. Mum had noticed all the signs and suggested we visit the hospital. There, it was confirmed. I was carrying my ex-husband's child!

"Are you okay? Do you need pickles? Kian said he didn't know, but he is willing to take responsibility." "I am ready to be a father," Kian stood up, looking terrified but loyal. "I bought a book." "You guys are insane," Mia threw her bag on the sofa. "I am NOT pregnant. I ate bad tuna." Silence filled the room. Jackson’s shoulders slumped. "Just tuna?" "Just tuna." "Oh," Jackson looked at the hologram of the tactical crib. "Refund that." Mia looked at Kian. "You bought a book?" "I wanted to be prepared," Kian shrugged, hiding the book behind his back.

“She’s carrying my child.” What? I gasp. I can’t seem to comprehend what I had just heard. What does he mean by ‘carrying my child.’ “What?” I ask. “Well, it’s a long story but we had sex and now she’s pregnant for me.” I hold my head. “How do you sleep with his son’s ex by mistake? You can give birth to her!” What the hell is this man telling me? “Why dad? Why? I can’t even start to comprehend why you did this. Are you trying to get back at me or what?

I had fought so hard to control my life, only to end up surrendering to the one thing I couldn’t outrun. At night, when the apartment went quiet, fear crept in louder. What if the board found out? What if Margaret did? What if Jack used it against me? A pregnant woman under investigation. A scandal waiting to explode. I curled up on the bed one evening, knees pulled to my chest, my hand resting on my stomach like a habit I couldn’t break anymore. I wasn’t bonding. I wasn’t imagining a future. I was counting risks. The baby wasn’t safe.

Serena’s POV The mansion fell completely silent after midnight. I waited in the dark bedroom until the heavy footsteps of the security guards faded from the hallway. My lower back throbbed with a persistent, dull ache, and my stomach felt like it was tied in tight knots. I clutched the crisp paper sheets of Dr. Harrison's latest medical report against my chest. This file contained the undeniable proof of my high stress levels, my rapid weight loss, and the clear warning signs threatening my pregnancy. I needed Damien to look at it. I needed him to see that his cruelty was actively destroying our child.

I went rigid, my breath trapped entirely in my throat as a massive shadow stepped out from the darkness of a corner study. I slowly turned around, prepared to drop to my knees and beg for my job. But the moment my eyes lifted to the man standing before me, the words died in my throat. My mind fractured into complete disbelief. Behold. The terrifying, mysterious boss of Crescent Estate. It was Ryan. Roman’s father. He didn't wear a suit tonight, but rather a simple black shirt that hugged his imposing chest. His piercing eyes locked onto mine, completely cold. For a moment, I thought I was seeing wrongly. Ryan?

I whispered and my father looked at me in horror. “She wants your husband?” He asked and I looked at him, I wept as he held me. There was so much he didn’t know, how would I explain to him I was pregnant with another man’s child who was my step brother and Briteny's ex-boyfriend, who she adores and we would be meeting them today along with his father? “Please Dad I can’t, talk now let’s just go,” I suggested, and seeing how the topic spoiled my mood he nodded and held my hand as we walked out of the room.