Sinfully His
My voice cracked as I shouted, “You can’t! I’m pregnant! You can’t, don’t touch me! The baby!”
The words hit the room like a bomb. Eve froze. For the first time, I saw her blink, a flicker of something, curiosity, hesitation, mania, flash across her features.
“You’re… pregnant?” she said slowly, almost tasting the words. “Interesting.” Her eyes gleamed, unhinged, manic, but calculating. She circled me like a predator, every step deliberate. “Perhaps you’ve given me the one leverage I need to make this perfect. Perhaps this changes everything.”
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