Novel & Cerita Pregnant For My Husband's Billionaire Brother

“No, Charlotte.” “I’m realistic.” “You know very well that child isn’t yours.” “Maybe.” “Maybe not.” “But here’s the funny thing,” Bruce continued. “It doesn’t really matter whose child it is.” “What are you talking about?” “I am clearly not capable of taking care of myself let alone of a child.” “And a billionaire just married you.” Bruce continued. “And now…“You’re pregnant.” “Which means we just hit the jackpot.” “We?” “Ohhh my bad, I just hit the jackpot.”

“How are you feeling? With the baby and everything? Congratulations, darling.” I forced the words out between gritted teeth. “Thank you.” She tilted her head slightly, still smiling. The billionaire stood silently beside her, watching everything with cold detachment. I couldn’t hold back any longer. “So… after nine months, when exactly am I receiving my money and getting out of here?” The wife and the billionaire exchanged a quick glance. Their eyes met for a brief second, something private and knowing passed between them that made my stomach twist uncomfortably. The wife laughed lightly, the sound elegant but mocking. “No, no, not too fast. Take it easy, Bree. It’s not even one month yet, a

She was his secretary, and occasionally mine. If I wasn’t so consumed by my project, perhaps I could have picked up on the dynamic shift in her closeness to my husband. Finally came the day of the project launch gala. The night everything went to shit. It was a formal party. Black tie. Formal dresses. Champagne towers and caviar appetizers. Fancy, exotic dishes, some of which were hard to pronounce. It was being held at the Rothschild family estate. It was an impressive property, large enough to fit all the guests we were expecting to be in attendance tonight. Everyone, who was anyone, was coming. Tech billionaires. Real estate moguls. Even a few celebrities.

We slept together on a daily basis but little did I know he was the son of a billionaire. I was abandoned at the pulpit on my wedding day because he decided not to show up. It was at my wedding I knew that my husband to be was an heir to a company . . crazy huh?. I looked at the clock that was hung on the wall and that was when I realized that I was already running late for work . “Fuck!” I stood up And made my way to the bathroom immediately

"You promised you would listen quietly, Addy. Keep that promise or I'll walk out that door and you'll never see me again." "Bitch please, now that I know you're alive, I'll haunt your ass down. Now spill," Welp, she was right. She most likely would haunt my ass down. I licked at my teeth and sighed. "Remember that hot guy? The one I met at the club?" "Yes, I do. Real hot stuff," she purred, wiggling her brows. I smacked my lips and nodded. "Yup. Well, I got pregnant. He turned out to be the brother of the guy I was betrothed to, and due to my parents' annoying persistence, we got married."

Alan curled his eyebrow suspiciously to listen to this solution. Laura opened her mouth to speak again, "Since you have decided to bring our family and everything we have worked for shame and unhappiness. We have decided to give you a taste of your own medicine. Scarlett came to us days ago with proof of her pregnancy, and at first, we called it bluff but when we thought about it we called her a genius. To save us the energy from drawing up lists of the daughters of prime ministers from all over the world for you to get married to, we have decided that you will get married to Scarlett,"

I started off slowly, wearing a smile that didn't meet my eyes. “Husband to… Mrs. Tara Daniel Bryce, which… by the way is me.” I raised my ring finger towards the lady and she rolled her eyes. “Thought you had a meeting with a client.” I turned to my husband who now had his hand tucked into his pocket. “Tara, What's this?” He responded. “I should be asking you that question. This doesn't look like a meeting with a client.” “Who is she?” My voice was firm, my hands placed on my waist.

At gate so camera sees. Inside: Court paper. Not forged. Real. Lion's Head Family Court stamp, date today, signature. *APPLICATION FOR PATERNITY CLARIFICATION AND GUARDIANSHIP INTEREST* *Applicant: W. Whitcombe (22) - Father: L. Long (32) - Child: Unborn Female Lila Long (16 weeks) - Hearing: 33 Weeks Guardianship - R50M Trust Clause* My legs shook. 16 weeks 1 day and she already filed for 33 weeks? 17 weeks early? She wants R50M? She wants Lila?

“It sounds like a good offer, but I couldn't make a decision that would affect my life and my future baby's life so easily. You have so many choices, why me?” “I observe you very closely, you are not curious and you don't meddle in other people's affairs, that is what I need in a wife, I believe when we are together, you will not cause me any trouble.” I thought for a moment, then asked, "Why do you need a wife and a baby, you know, you're a billionaire, our world is so different, I'm afraid I'll be in danger when I become your wife.” I had heard that there were a lot of billionaires who had close ties to the mafia. Not long ago Matthew was in a car accident, heaven knows if it was a real ac

I cupped my chin and then he gripped my elbow with wide eyes. "That is great. Wh-" "I thought of it but its like so huge. Like it's really huge" The smile slowly wiped from my face as he looked me dead in the eye. "Your husband, he's a billionaire. Isn't he and he has the exposure. You have the exposure, Aal. It's going to hit and it's going to be amazing" He said and my voice died in the silence of my thoughts. "See?" He shrugged his shoulders before backing off, yet till somewhat close.