All Chapters of Pregnant For The Wrong Brother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

17 Chapters

CHAPTER 1: The Good News

Ana's POV I had three weeks, one red dress, and one last plan to save my marriage. And I used all of it on a man who was already inside another woman.But I didn't know that yet.I checked my reflection one last time and smoothed the dress down over my hips. Deep red. The one Sebastian used to love, back when he still looked at me like I was the only door in a room full of windows. It still fit. I told myself that was a good sign.Two years. We can fix two years.The table at Lavelle was perfect. Corner by the window, the whole city glittering below us like something I had paid for. Two bottles of his wine, chilling. The lamb he always ordered without reading the menu. I had even called ahead and asked them to play our first-dance song the moment we sat down.I sat alone instead.Forty minutes. The candle burned down a full inch while I kept my chin level and my hands folded and my smile bolted on. The waiter came by three times with that soft, pitying face people make at a woman who

CHAPTER 2: The Woman in My Kitchen

Ana's POV I didn't leave the bedroom for three days.The curtains stayed closed. The phone stayed face down. I laid on top of the covers in the same robe and stared at the light on the ceiling, morning into evening into morning again.Sebastian didn't come home.Why would he? He had somewhere better to be now. Somewhere warmer, somewhere that could give him the one thing I couldn't. I kept seeing it whether my eyes were open or closed. His hands on her. Her legs around his back. The way he had looked at the floor instead of at me.On the second day my phone lit up. It was Emily.I let it ring. My best friend would hear it in the first word out of my mouth, the thickness in my voice, the crying I hadn't been able to stop. She would come straight over with wine and soft eyes and questions I couldn't answer yet. I wasn't ready to be seen. So I let the call die in my hand and turned the phone back over.I told myself I would feel human again soon.Then, on the third evening, the front d

CHAPTER 3: The Stranger and the Cash

Ana's POV I looked at the floor he wanted me to kneel on.Then I looked at my husband, sitting there so sure of himself, and I almost laughed."No," I said.His smile slipped. "Ana.""I will never kneel to her." My voice was steady now. The shaking was gone, burned clean out of me. "Keep your signature. Keep your house. Keep her. The marriage is dead whether you sign or not, and we both know it." I picked up my bag from the stairs where I had left it packed since dawn. "Nicole can go to hell. And so can you."I walked out before he could find a single word.Emily took me in without one question. She just opened her door, pulled me inside, and held me while I finally let three days of tears fall where no one cruel could see them."You can stay as long as you need," she whispered into my hair. "Forever, if you want."I didn't want forever. I wanted my own life back, the one I had handed away when I let Sebastian talk me out of working. So the next morning I sat at Emily's kitchen table

CHAPTER 4: The Man Who Never Forgets

Caspian’s POV I knew her the second I walked through that door.I had told myself I wouldn't. I had told myself a man doesn't remember one face out of a crowded club, one night out of a hundred forgettable nights, one woman he left before the sun came up. I had told myself a lot of things on the flight over.But every one of them was a lie.It was her. The slope of her shoulders. The way she held her chin like the world had tried to take it from her and failed. I had spent weeks trying to drink that night out of my head and here it was, standing at the front of my conference room in a gray suit, about to sell me my own company's strategy.Anastasia Voss.I sat down before my legs gave me away because I don't stumble. Not in a boardroom, not anywhere. But the sight of her had reached into my chest and closed a fist around something I didn't know was still beating.She started her presentation. I heard maybe half of it.The other half of me was in that dark room again, her hands in my

CHAPTER 5: Fifty Thousand Reasons

Ana's POV I had been at my desk twenty minutes when HR walked in and shut the door behind her."Settling in?" she asked, but her eyes were doing something her smile wasn't."It's going as planned." I kept my voice light. "The launch timeline holds. I'll have the full rollout deck ready by Friday.""Good. Good." She sat on the edge of the chair across from me, like she didn't plan to stay, like she only had one thing to say and wanted it gone from her mouth. "Can I ask you something, off the record?""Of course."She leaned in. "What is going on between you and Mr. Strauss?"My pen stopped moving. "Nothing.""Ana." Her voice dropped. "I have worked here for four years. That man flies in, signs things, flies out. He doesn't learn our names. And yesterday he canceled his entire schedule and announced he is staying. The day after you started." She studied my face. "And the way he looked at you in that conference room. Like he already knew you. So I will ask again. Have the two of you met

CHAPTER 6: A Gift and a Trap

Ana's POV I didn't sleep.The number glowed on my phone every time I picked it up, and I picked it up all night. Fifty thousand dollars. More money than I had ever held in my life, and all I could feel was the shape of it tightening around my throat.The last time a man left me money, it had been a few crumpled bills on a nightstand and a note that called me a whore he had rented. And I had torn it to pieces. I couldn't tear fifty thousand dollars, but I could hand it back, and I would, the moment the building opened.By the time I walked into his office the next morning, my voice was ready.He was at his desk this time, sleeves pushed to his elbows, reading something on a tablet he set down the second I crossed the threshold. He always did that. Stopped whatever he was doing and gave me the whole of his attention, like the rest of the world could wait."Miss Voss.""I can't keep it." I laid my phone on the desk between us, the notification still open. "The money. I came to ask you

CHAPTER 7: The Empty File

Caspian's POV I don't chase.I want to be clear about that, even if the only person listening is me. Men who chase are men who have already lost. They run after a thing with their hands open and their chest exposed, and the world takes one look and knows exactly where to put the knife. My mother taught me that before I was old enough to spell it. You don't reach. You acquire. You take the thing apart until you understand every screw, and then you own it, and then you are safe.So this… this wasn't chasing.This was a problem on my desk, and I solved problems on my desk."Everything you can find," I had told the man two days ago. He was the best in the country at finding things, paid enough to forget he ever looked. "Anastasia Voss. All of it. The boring parts especially."He was good and he was quick. By Thursday night the file was in front of me, a plain folder on a black desk, and I poured myself two fingers of something old and opened it like a man opening a gift.I expected the

CHAPTER 8: Free of What?

Ana's POV The first thing I saw was the candle.But a working dinner doesn't have a candle. A working dinner has bad coffee and a conference table and a clock everyone is staring at. This had a corner table at the back of a restaurant I couldn't have afforded on a month of my old salary, and two glasses already poured.And it had him, standing as I walked in.Men didn't stand for me anymore. Sebastian had stopped somewhere in the first year. Caspian got up from his chair the moment he saw me, unhurried, like the whole room could wait while he made sure I was seated, and something in my chest tugged at the wrongness of it. The kindness of it.This wasn't a working dinner.I knew it. But I sat down anyway."You found the place all right?" he asked."Your driver found it. I just sat in the back and pretended I belonged in a car like that."The corner of his mouth moved. "You belong in better.""We're here to talk about the launch, Mr. Strauss.""Caspian." He said it nonchalantly, like

CHAPTER 9: The Woman Who Watches

Caspian's POV "You haven't signed the Larsen contract," my secretary said. "It's been on your desk for three days.""Leave it.""Sir, legal needs it by…""I said leave it."She left it and she also left, quietly, the way people learn to leave a room when they sense the weather in it has changed.I looked down at the Larsen contract and couldn't have told you a single word inside it. I had read the same line four times. But the line was about Anastasia. Every line lately was about Anastasia, no matter what the page actually said.‘This isn't control. This is the opposite of control.’I read people. That is the talent under all the other talents. Put a man across a table from me and within a minute I have his fear, his price, the lie he tells himself in the mirror. They open like books under the right pressure, every one of them, because everyone has a seam and I find seams for a living.But she has no seam.Two dinners. Hours of her voice. And I came away knowing the diner with the p

CHAPTER 10: The Name in the Dark

Ana's POV The late nights had somehow become a rhythm I no longer questioned.Dinner that pretended to be work. The car that pretended to be convenience. The walk to my door that pretended to be manners. I told myself I was still holding the line. I told myself a lot of things that month, and I believed fewer of them every day.And tonight the rain had turned mean.It came down heavily on the glass, and the floor had emptied early because of it. Everyone ran from the weather. Everyone but us. We were deep in the launch numbers when the first crack of thunder shook the windows, and I looked up to see that the building had gone quiet around us. It was just the two of us and forty floors of empty darkness."We should go before it gets worse," I said."It's already worse." He nodded at the window. The street below had vanished under water and headlights. "No one's driving in that."Suddenly the lights flickered.Once. Twice.Then they died, and the whole world dropped into black."Casp

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