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Pregnant With The Ruthless Billionaire's Secret

Pregnant With The Ruthless Billionaire's Secret

Author: Our Time
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1050    |    Released on: 27/04/2026

usea hit her w

oom, and the next, she was lurching into a marble stall, her stomach clenching violently. She gri

. There was not

and to her forehead. The cheap bottle of Pinot Grigi

feeling-this churning, sour sickness-ha

kin was pale, her professional smile replaced by a tight, drawn line. Dark circles bloomed beneath her eyes, stark agai

f. The polished surface was cool against her trembling fingers. In the pristine reflection,

expensive linen and something else-something uniquely him. Beck Franco's bare chest, muscl

to physically dislodge the memory. A knot of regret

. A single, cata

24-hour pharmacy the next morning, her hands shaking as she paid for the little wh

r violently back to the present. A message

Beck's jet j

through her stomach and into the floor. A month. He'd been in Europe

oothed down her pencil skirt. She was a professional. She needed this job. The salary,

it, she walked out of the r

ant to Alistair Rhodes-Prescott. He was a familiar face f

e sat down. "Ev

ache," she lied, forc

avy, expensive. "A little something for your boss," he said, his tone ca

ted-edition fountain pen or some

" Julian continued. "Everyone knows you

y felt like a death sentence. The last thing

oesn't accept gifts," she said, her

ir is... insistent. It would make me look really

their world. Favors were currency. Alliances were eve

hen at his hopeful face. With a sense of dread so p

e a bomb in

50th floor was different. It was still, charged, like the ai

mood," she whispered. "Just tore the head of investment banking a new

ubree's hands

r office. She felt like a prisoner on her final w

and Alex Nash, Beck's senior aide, stepped out. His face was grim,

, desperate plan-spa

. "Can you help me out?" She held up the gift. "T

ack at her. His expression was one of pure, unadulterated pity.

y audible. "He was specific. He wants to

a washed over her, hot and acidic. She swallowed it down, forcin

was no

s. She raised a trembling hand and knocked on the solid wood that se

oice from within. Cold, deep,

me

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