Pregnant With The Douchebag Jock Novels & Stories

Not at all. And I told myself I didn't care. Liar. On the third morning, there was a knock on my door. I didn't answer because I never did but this time, the Mara walked in anyway. "Up," Mara said In a firm voice that gave no room for arguments "Now. We have work to do." I curled tighter under the blanket. "I'm not feeling well." "Funny," she said dryly. "You've been 'not feeling well' for days now, and Elara said you're fine. Just pregnant."

- Good morning my sleeping beauty, - Good morning, my prince, but I am more like a stuck bear than sleeping beauty, don't you think, - I do not think you will always be my beauty and my little girl and my princess and my beautiful always mine, - Wow I am all this, but at this time I was trying to take me to the bathroom I felt a pain, but I didn't care, he helped me to stand up and when I stood up I felt like I peed, but it was very white to pee, I remembered the bag and screamed, -Jack ANDRI is being born, he looked at me and kept his mouth open without moving I screamed -Jack our daughter is going to be born, my mother showed up at the door with my mother-in-law and Robert, - Jack, you wil

My hormones have skyrocketed since I have gotten pregnant. He cackled, and wacked me with a plushie. "You're such a prude" He teased me, picking up his phone to check it. "Whatever" I grumbled moodily under my breath. DEMETRIUS' POV 💲 "I think you should do it" Jace urged me. "No" I denied. "She is owed an apology and help from the 'runaway baby-daddy' He held his hands up and quoted his last words. "No" I repeated once more.

The atmosphere in the meeting room of the Diamond Star company, which was previously busy, suddenly became quiet after an employee informed that the new CEO of the company was heading to the meeting room. According to reports, the new CEO at the company is very handsome and single but has a bad character. He is very arrogant and irritable. Besides that, he is very sensitive about hygiene issues. He really hated dust. The board of directors of the company who was in the room suddenly held their breath when they heard the footsteps walking closer and closer. The sound of the door opening. Spontaneously, everyone in the room turned toward the door and bowed their bodies.

What does he even mean by "I begged him for some dick" And I came to him? How did I even get to him? How did I even end up here and what really happened when I got here? "Look at you. You don't even know what to say cause you know I'm fucking right. You're disgusting." Jack seethes "You know what? I bet you did. I bet you tried to fuck every guy there. You probably begged them for it like how you begged me. On your knees and everything. Whore." I immediately break eye contact with Jack, slightly rolling my eyes in the process as I focus my attention elsewhere.

All of them read the same thing. Positive. She was pregnant. Pregnant for the man who bought her. Pregnant for her boss. Pregnant for her husband in name only— Who swore nothing between them would ever change. She clutched the counter, knuckles white. What would he say? What would he do? ⸻ Later that night, Lucas returned home from a late meeting. He found her waiting in the living room, holding the test in her hands. He glanced at it. Then at her. His face was unreadable.

“I’m not sucking a stranger’s cock, Jack. Not for any reason.” He growled low in his throat. “You’re running wild, and you need some discipline. If you don’t change your ways, you’re going to end up pregnant. Is that what you want?” His pitch changed slightly, going deeper and rougher. “Do you want to get knocked up?” The answer slipped from her without any thought on her part. “Yes,” she said softly. Heat suffused her face at the honest answer, but she couldn’t deny how right the idea felt, especially when she imagined Jack being the one impregnating her.

He’s not going to give up on her. “It’s true,” said Jack. His hands traveled down to Emily’s stomach. Joshua’s heart raged with heat as he saw another man’s hand gliding down his woman’s body. “She’s pregnant,” said Jack. Emily’s eyes widened at Jack’s words. “What!” asked Joshua, with near madness. Jack looked up at Joshua with a smile that told him, “I got your woman pregnant.” “It can’t be. It’s not true.” “Oh, but it is you see. There’s a baby growing inside of her. My child to be exact.” Jack’s hand was rubbing on her belly.

“It’s definitely not yours. I’m three months pregnant. Not Ethan’s. And definitely not Tom’s. I met Tom recently, babe.” He stared at me like I had spoken another language. Then his lips twitched. “You must think I’m very gullible,” he said flatly. “How many women find out they’re pregnant two weeks after sex? I should’ve known.” The dismissal hurt more than shouting would have. He sat back down heavily, dragging a chair back with unnecessary force. “So,” he continued, voice dripping with sarcasm, “you thought this story would make me want to raise another man’s bastard as mine. Emotional blackmail, eh? You thought I’d feel sorry enough to step in and take responsibility.”

Walking through the path that seemed like a hallway painted white and gold with clear lighting, I spotted just one door wide open. I stepped in and folded my arms across my chest, glaring at the dumbass behind a big mahogany desk piled with paperwork. His gaze flickered to me, then back to the sleek black files as he kept scribbling, pretending not to notice me. “You know,” I said, glaring at him, “I honestly doubt you’re twenty-four, because you act like a seven-year-old with a big dick.” He paused, and then the blue tuxedo guy walked in. Fuck.