Pregnant Zelda の小説・ストーリー

Episode 10 Pregnant for the C.E.O by kween Kik Alex Andrew Am talking with Mr China man when I saw Jennie holding her head,she is like feeling dizzy She was about falling down when I rushed to her and she fall on me I gave her a glass of water Are you okay, I asked.maybe a bit tired,my head hurt She said Ok ,let me get the papers ready,I will take you to my pent house so you can rest okay I said and she nodded

He slapped me lightly on my shoulder. "Ben?!" I groaned. "What?" He turned my chair so I could face him. "Don't pretend like you don't know the exact thing I'm talking about," He wiggled his eyebrows. I frowned. Now I was really confused. What was he talking about? "Ugh, Mel. Don't tell me you didn't notice. So this is what happens when you're pregnant huh?" I gave him a hard kick in the shin. "Ow!" He jumped up and down like a yo-yo.

After almost an hour of waiting, he finally got a message from Filipo. His fingers were trembling when he touched the phone screen. Filipo sent a photo. In the photo, he saw a man hugging a woman. Leonardo enlarged the photo for a better view. He recognized the man in the photo. "That's Anderson. Who is this woman?" Leonardo could not clearly see the woman's face in the photo. "This bracelet..." Leonardo said, trying to remember something. His eyes did not blink to see the bracelet worn by the woman in the photo. "I remember now. The bracelet of hope.... This woman.... Zivanna.... Zivanna Mariah Electra.... I have to go to the hospital now." Leonardo stood up and ran out of the room.

Zelda sighed, before her hands moved over to the cup of milk, and then, she took a grasp of liquid into her throat, seven years, seven tired years that she had given birth to her twins, she had completed her college years being pregnant, she had moved to another state, her cell phone ticket, and hurriedly she peered at her. The feeling was sickening enough, she stared at the twins who obviously were having a banter on the couch, Their blonde hair shined more darker than usual, they were alike, no doubt, but something had kept them apart, they were different, unlike Layla whose eyes were toned with a hint of amber, Kayla's was blue, uncomfortably blue, yet alluring. A text from her best frien

Zelda's voice whispered through our mind link as she squatted before me, setting the tray down and lifting the cup. "Please, take it," she begged, her voice a soft plea. "I can't, this reeks of wolfsbane, James," I retorted, my gaze piercing through him as he stood near the entrance. "Drink it, you imbecile, unless you want to see your precious mate suffer," James threatened, well aware of my powerlessness within the confines of this wretched dungeon. My fingers brushed against Zelda's as I controlled the cup to my lips, ready to comply, but James's next words halted my action.