All Chapters of Pregnant by the CEO I Hate : Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

Oliva;My fingers tremble as I zip up the deep emerald gown. The silky fabric glides over my skin, sticking to every curve, the slit along my thigh flashing with each movement. It’s sexy, elegant, perfect for the night I had planned. I light the last candle, and the warm glow of vanilla and jasmine fills my apartment. Thirty years old today. My wild curls falls over my shoulders, caramel highlights catching the light as I check my reflection. I’ve already taken my half of the enhancer, the capsule sitting warm in my stomach, promising the slow, delicious sensation that always turns our nights into pure ecstasy. Nox and I have done this ritual every birthday for three years. Take it early, let it build, and by midnight we lose ourselves completely in each other.I swallow my heart medication next, the bitter pill a daily reminder of my hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. My heart that can’t be trusted. The one that needs constant protection. Not tonight, though. Tonight is supposed to be per

Oliva;I pace back and forth across my tiny living room, the old wooden floor squeaking under my frantic steps. My fists clench tightly in my wild curls, tugging until my scalp stings. The pregnancy test still lies on the coffee table like a bomb that has already gone off. Positive. Caspian Fender’s child. What am I going to do? Tears burn my eyes as I stop in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection, pale face, messy hair, eyes wide with terror. I can’t tell him. I can’t walk into that man’s office and say, “Congratulations, you’re going to be a father.” The arrogant bastard would laugh in my face or worse accuse me of trying to trap him for his money. He hates my guts. Five years of constant ridicule have made that painfully clear. And the worst part? He doesn’t even remember that night. To him, I’m still just the disgraceful secretary with bad hair and worse shoes. I press a hand to my flat stomach, the nausea rising again. A baby. With no father who would want it. With