Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Ethan

I felt so happy waking up this day, it truly felt like a good morning and I was excited to see my kitten. I walked to her room with her breakfast after she let me in, just to find out she’d had her bath already.

“Good morning kitten,” I said joyfully, but she looked away which made me chuckle.

I ignored her cold shoulders and went on to kiss her on to grab her neck and kiss her lightly, before sitting on her bed.

“I know you loved last night,” I said teasingly but she didn’t utter a word.

” At least your body does,” I added and she turned to glare at me.

“I hate you,” she spat out with all seriousness.

“Oh I’m sure you do,” I smiled and moved the tray towards her, leaving her to eat.

I had another surprise for her, so I sent the location to the tattoo artist and quickly freshened up before he arrived. A few minutes I was done, and I had my breakfast while my thoughts were occupied with what had gone down last night between the both of us.

A few hours later he arrived and rang the doorbell which I quickly opened.

“Hey,” I said after he greeted me and keyed him in.

“So she’s a little bit sensitive,” I told him, urging him to be quick and careful with her. We got to the room and she gazed at me confused while staring at the tattoo gun in the artist’s hands.

“Ethan, what are you trying to do?” She asked me nervously before moving backward from the bed when I brought out the pocket knife, making her halt and close her mouth immediately.

“Creating memories,” I told her truthfully.

“A scar. A mark to remember me, our time here, and our bond,” I winked pretending not to care about all of that when deep down I did.

“Sit,” I said in a commanding tone, and immediately she got to the edge of the bed to sit, while I sat beside her. I brought out her left hand and gave it to the artist pointing at the finger where she wore her ring and instructed him what to do.

“K?” She asked, looking at me in shock while I held her other hand, giving it a light squeeze as he immediately started to use the tattoo gun on her when a tear dropped.

After getting it done I walked back to the room watching her state at it and looking confused.

“Was this necessary?” She asked immediately after I approached her.

“Of course it was,” I responded and dragged the wooden chair sitting on it, pulling it closer to her.

“It’s a kitten,” I said and held her hands, staring at it proudly. Christian might have wife her up but not for long. But this meant she was mine and was going to be mine to begin with.

“Only I can call you that,” I said and kissed that finger, while she looked closely at me.

“Only I can make it sound right in your eyes,” I whisper to her, and for the first time she smiles at me, not just a face smile, she smiles brightly with her eyes glistening.

“Would you be with me?” I asked out of the blue, and immediately she pulled her hands away from my home, staring at me in confusion.

“What do you mean?” She feigned ignorance like she didn’t understand what I had said.

“Would you be with me?” I repeated, staring into her eyes, and waiting to hear the words she had to say.

“Maybe if we had met first,” she breathed out.

“So you’re saying if we had met first before you saw Christian, maybe then?” I asked and she nodded which made me smile at how careful and smart she was with her response.

“But I met you first kitten,” I said to her and she turned to look at me in disbelief at the confession I had just made.

“What are you talking about?” She questioned him.

“I saw you first,” I responded and stood up to leave, leaving her with unanswered questions.

Writer

He recalled how they bumped into each other at the parking lots and that was the first day he had even laid eyes on her.

He remembered them bumping their head to each other and even though she didn’t skate him a glance, he saw her, he met her and he fell for her.

He went on to do his findings and realized that on the day they met, she had come to finalize her contract with Mr. James.

He watched her every day without knowing, following from behind and getting to know her until Christian came along, and she got pregnant for him.

He could recall meeting her and just walking past her but she didn’t look his way, but it didn’t matter because he loved seeing her.

He remembered their so-called honeymoon and the little time he got to spend with her at the club and having shots.

Every day he desperately wanted to meet her, tell her to everyone in his world, and have her to himself but Christian was always around her until he cooked up a plan to destroy Christian and hopefully have her to himself.

Even if she wasn’t going to admit it plainly that she would choose him, he could tell with her words, her gaze, and how her body shifted uncomfortablyBelongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“I’m always with you kitten, always,” he twisted the knob and walked out ignoring her calls. He wasn’t going to explain anything further and whether anyone accepted it or not,

“Mandy and Ethan are stars,” Ethan says…

Christian

I was only talking to Aiden before we arrived at the party about how strong Mandy was and how she was able to navigate through everything meticulously, without having any breakdown whatsoever.

I was scared It’s been a few days since I had tried calling and messaging her but all of that to no avail. I had to attend the party tonight and as much as I wished it was Mandy with me tonight, but unfortunately, I was stuck with my best friend Aiden.

Seeing Ethan sent me in shock. I had so many unanswered questions in my head like– when did he get out of rehab? Why didn’t he send any of my mails back or respond to them? And why didn’t he come home?

Terrible things happened to him which I did regret completely. I knew he went through a lot because of me and I had spent most days of my life hating myself for it and praying he would forgive me.

But when I saw Mandy, my wife kissing him, I felt my heart being ripped apart and all I could think about then was how much I deserved it.

I wondered if he told her about the things I did, I was scared that he had revealed how much of a monster I was to him. I was hurt but my heart still wondered what her thoughts were of me. I desperately wanted to know what she thought about me, but it only made things worse.

I drowned in my sorrow, taking alcohol and hoping to get drunk and wipe off that scene from my head, but each time I closed my eyes I saw myself back in that hallway, watching him turn her around and grab her ass as he kissed her again in front of him.

It was like an image that got stuck in my head, and each time I kept reliving every moment of that story crushing my heart.

I was brought back to reality when there was a knock on my office room. I asked the person to “come in,” I said and immediately Amelia walked in.

I needed a distraction and I needed to get out of my thoughts so I invited her over to talk things through and hopefully, I could feel less worried about the whole thing.

“Hey it’s going to be okay,” she pulled me in her embrace and hugged me tightly, while I cried lightly on her shoulder.

” Does she hate me now? I don’t know what to do,” I added fear gripping me as I said that.

“She loves you,” Amelia said but right now I only wanted to hear it from her mouth. From Mandy’s.

“What do I do Amelia? I won’t forgive myself if I lose Mandy. I don’t think I could live with that,” I wasn’t exaggerating at all, Mandy was a part of my world and I wanted it to stay that way.

“Bring her back,” she said and I pulled away, staring at her…

“What?” I said…

“Bring Mandy back home,” she smiled at me, and I stared briefly at her before nodding my head in agreement.

“I’m going to bring you back home baby,” I said.

“I am going to find you and bring you to Riley and me,” I whispered happily and glad Amelia was here…

“Thank you,” I turned to say to her gratefully, while she passed me a warm smile…

She looked at me the same way she did before like she was going to do something like kiss me. But this time it wasn’t her. It was me. I gave her a light kiss on her lips and she pulled away immediately…

“Find Mandy first,” she said like she was fighting the urge to do something else, before leaving…