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CEO's Only Wife We're having a baby
He carefully pulled her hand away from his and took a step back toward the kitchen counter. "What did I say?She took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant. We're having a baby."He seemed to be searching for words. "But it can't be. I'm on birth control pills." He paused. "Is not it?""That's right. But these things do happen from time to time. Actually the doctor said–""How convenient."She blinked. He looked at her as if she had turned into a two-headed monster. Worry was seeping into her. She backed away from him and sat down at the dining table. "I know this is shocking. Even for me. But a baby is coming and we need to talk about it."He remained silent, and she spoke softly. "I wasn't prepared for this. I don't plan on making this a real marriage. But I love you, Eric. I'm waiting for the right time to tell you.And I'm sorry to tell you in this situation, but I don't want to wait any longer. Please say something. Anything is fine."She watched as her husband's face changed. The man she
CEO's Only Wife That's ridiculous
It's been two weeks.Eric stared out the window from the kitchen. Old Yeller was lying at his feet. An empty cup of coffee was placed next to his elbow.He pretended all day like a ghost. Work kept him busy, so he poured all his energy into the blueprints, but only to throw them away and go back to bed all night. He thought about Carina, and his unborn child.The doorbell resounded.He shook his head and went to open the door. Jim and Scodelario were standing right outside.Grief immediately hit him with the resemblance between them, but he pushed those feelings away and opened the door. "Jim, , what are you two doing here?"He assumed they had come here for only one reason—to destroy him completely. He was prepared for his tears and prayers for his unborn child. He expected Jim to punch him and curse him for hurting their beloved daughter.Eric straightened his back and was ready to take it all. But he wondered why they waited so long. Damn, maybe her parents' rage couldn't help eith
CEO's Only Wife Revenge
Revenge, Eric reminded himself. That's the point of all this. Revenge, twelve years of planning and only a few months to start. As a slave trainer, he trained at least twenty girls. Some are voluntary, offering themselves as a pleasure slave to escape poverty, sacrificing freedom in return for security. Others were the daughters of impoverished peasants, forced to come to him in order to lighten the load and exchange for a dowry. A few more were the fourth or fifth wives of patriarchs and bankers, sent by their husbands to learn how to satisfy the different "taste" of their husbands. But for this particular slave, whom he had his eye on from across the busy street – she was different. She was not willing, not coerced, nor was she sent to him. She was an object to be completely subdued. Eric tried to convince Raymond that he could train any type of girl. That they were best prepared for such a serious, potentially dangerous mission, but Raymond was unmoved. He himself had waited a lo
CEO's Only Wife No big deal
A week later, Eric sat in his usual spot, waiting for the girl. Buses had come and gone, but the girl hadn't arrived yet, so he thought he'd wait and see if she showed up. He was about to leave when he saw the girl round the corner, running towards the bus stop. When she got there, she was almost out of breath and panicked. What an emotional creature. Again, he wondered why she was so desperate to go to school. Eric looked at the girl through the car window. Right now, she was pacing back and forth, probably because she realized she was late for the bus. It seems unfair that just last week, the girl had to wait for the car for nearly an hour, but this week the driver did not wait. No girls, as long as stop. He wondered if she would wait another hour, just to make sure there was no hope. He shook his head. Such actions only reveal their desperate nature. He both hoped she would wait and hoped she wouldn't. But the interrupted thought made him pause. He shouldn't have hoped for anyth
CEO's Only Wife Want to go home
I woke up with a terrible headache and at the same time noticed two things: it was dark around and I wasn't alone. Are we moving? My vision blurred, my eyes rolling, almost instinctively, to regain my balance, sensing something familiar. I was in a truck, my whole body sprawled on the floor. Panicked, I tried to move my entire body, only to find that my every movement was extremely slow and futile. My hands were tied behind my back, and my legs were free but heavy. Again, I tried to adjust my eyes in the dark. Both rear windows are covered with pitch-black glass, but even in the gloom, I can still discern four distinct shapes. Their voices tell me they are men. They talked to each other in a language I didn't understand. If you listen closely, it's a quick series of speeches, short and clear. It's a bit dull, very strange... maybe it's a Middle Eastern accent. Is that important? My brain said yes, that's the clue. But then that small consolation also slipped away. Seeing icebergs in
CEO's Only Wife His shirt
“Please,” I cried as he resumed his act of patting. I feel his weight on the bed, and my heart skips a beat. "I can't," he whispered, "and more than that…I don't want to." For a moment, only my low, painful sobs and sobs broke the silence that accompanied his assertion. The darkness made it even more unbearable. His breath, my breath, together, resounded in the solitude. “Tell you what I'm going to do, and I'll untie you and clean up the swelling and bruising. I don't want you to wake up in a puddle. I'm really sorry about the blow to the face," his finger caressed the side of my injured cheek, "but that's what happens when you resist without thinking about the consequences." "The puddle?" I said panicking. “I don't want to be put in the water. Please," I begged, "let me go." His voice was too calm, too polite, too casual, and too…reminiscent of Hannibal Lector in The Silence of the Lambs. "You need to take a shower, honey." That was his terrifying answer. Hello Clarice… All I
CEO's Only Wife Shiver
Panic gripped me. “What the hell are you doing?” There was a pause, and then his amused voice spoke. “I told you, give you a clean shower.” I opened my mouth to respond when the first wave of cold water touched my feet. Startled, I squealed. While I tried miserably to crawl out of the tub by rolling over to the edge, the water grew warmer and the kidnapper lifted me back to where I was. "I don't want to take a bath. Release me.” I tried to remove the blindfold, repeatedly slapping myself in the face because my loose arms refused to obey. The kidnapper tried to hold back his laughter but failed. "I don't care if you like it or not, you need to shower." Feeling his hand on my shoulder, I mustered all my strength to fight back. My arms swung back and “landed” where I thought was his face or neck. His fingers grip my hair, pulling my head back at an odd angle. “You want me to act rough too?” he growled close to my ear. When he didn't get an answer, he squeezed his hand even harder,
CEO's Only Wife As well
Eric led his beautiful hostage toward the center of the room. Her steps seemed hesitant, scared, as if he expected him to push her down a steep precipice. He urged her to step forward but in return she only backed up against him. But that's okay. She could stay close to him all night and it wouldn't hurt. Without protest, he let the girl bump into him, almost couldn't help laughing as she let out a gasp and jumped forward like a cat avoiding water. Or in this case, his erection. Eric reached out, gently grasping her arms, and she froze, clearly too scared to move forward or backward. Desire welled up in him. He finally got her - here - between his fingers, under his control. Eric closed his eyes, enjoying himself for a moment. She got here a little over three hours ago, lying on the shoulders of that Jair trash. Bruised, dirty, full of vomit and sweat, but that wasn't the worst part. One of them, and he didn't have to wonder which one, hit her in the face. Anger ran down his spine t
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CEO's Only Wife I have to go
It's just a feeling, but I've been feeling it for a while. Someone is following me. I contacted Kudo, and he seriously sent some scouts to see if I was in danger. He was supposed to see me in a few days, in the name of investigating a fake case. During that time, he wanted me to behave normally. He didn't want my stalker to find out I knew.Kudo said he had heard several reports of people targeting Raymond's allies. Raymond has been missing for over a year and his government is not happy about it. They think the FBI has something to do with his disappearance. Of course they have no proof. Kudo didn't seem too upset about that, though. The culprit is clearly an unknown person. He freed eighteen women from sexual slavery.When I first heard the news, I immediately thought it might be Eric, and my heart felt like it was being squeezed by someone. Kudo didn't say it, but I think he might as well suspect Eric. It showed in the way he asked if I was likely to know who the person was or if s
CEO's Only Wife Justice
Johnny sits across from former Miss Yena Ruiz. She looks terrible. Her long dark hair was pulled back from her face and pulled into a messy bun. She has dark circles under her eyes and doesn't eat much either. The lack of food kept her in the hospital for another 72 hours, but they couldn't keep her once she decided she wanted to leave. Agent Sloan was also in the room. The revelations of the case were hard to swallow for her, too, and Johnny wished there was some way to comfort her without misleading her into thinking he was seducing her. She went to his room after visiting Yena at the hospital, and learned about his last conversation with Yena. They discussed the case for a while, but then she wanted to talk about the night they had sex, and he had to tell her frankly that it was just a one-night stand. She called him a coward. He called her even worse. “Is this the last piece of paper?” Anne Caliph asked. “Yes,” Johnny said. “Once you step out of this room, you will be Anne Cali
CEO's Only Wife Shot
“Why don't you let me decide for myself what is right? I want to stay with you.” I said choked. My heart rate increased, and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. You're giving me a chance to go back home, back to my life, back to what I said I wanted - but all I can think about is, it doesn't matter if That means I'll never see you again. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and pressed his forehead against it, “You don't know what you want, Nana, and what you want, you're just brainwashed into wanting them.” I immediately inhaled, trying to protest; He raised his hand to stop me. “I've been doing this for a long time - manipulating people to my liking. That's why I think I love you. Because you broke me and then put me back together and made me believe it. This is not an accident. Once you've left everything behind…you'll see that." I could barely see him through the mist of tears clouding my vision. Eric believed what he said. I could hear it in his voice – but he was w
CEO's Only Wife Because…this is the right thing to do
I was just unbuttoning my shirt when it happened. There was a huge explosion and something hit me right in the face. I reached up to touch my cheek. The breath left me in a heartbeat. Eric was above me, screaming, but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Looks like I didn't hear anything. My head ached. I bumped it to the floor when Eric lunged at me. Bricks flew everywhere. “Nana!” Eric shouted as he shook me. It pierced the silence in my head. BOOM! Another flood of rubble flew towards us. Eric lay on top, covering my face with his hands while burying his head near my shoulder. There's someone out there shooting at us. My eyes drifted to the door and I could see huge holes in what used to be wood. We rolled to the back of the bed. My whole body was shaking and I had no idea what was going on. Eric was pushing me and I cried out in pain. “Get in the tub!” He shouted. Then he pushed me again. I managed to get up on my hands and knees. Crawling towards the bathroom, I squirmed in
CEO's Only Wife Take care
The mansion is very quiet, strangely quiet. No Felipe. No Celia. No Raymond. Eric didn't answer and I didn't ask any questions.It was very hot outside, even though it was only early morning. I realized I hadn't stepped outside in a long time, under the bright sun. I am wearing clothes. I was…free. My footsteps stopped when that realization hit. FREE!“The truck isn't far, keep going,” Eric said coldly.I felt myself choking, an excited laugh escaping my lips, “Where are we going?” I said with tears of joy in my eyes."Please don't ask. Just go with me.”I looked at him, the pain on his face was so intense. Now is not the time to argue with you. Whatever he was doing, it seemed like a big deal. It will change everything between the two of us, but he is begging me to go with him, and when the man you love asks you to go with him – you will.We walked less than a mile, but I was amazed at the overall scale of Felipe's mansion. Whatever his business is, it's probably making a profit. We
CEO's Only Wife Don't look at me
Fear aside, I parted my lips and let his tongue invade my mouth. He groaned as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me. I tug on his dirty shirt and he pulls away from the kiss just long enough to pull it over his head. Sand and blood, I'm sure, fell on my face, but I just wiped them off with the back of my hand and continued to kiss Eric. His hands were everywhere at once, touching my hair, pulling me close, squeezing my breasts. His pillow hill slid between my knees, pushing them apart. I opened my legs and let Eric's lower belly press against me. I can feel his masculinity, confined in his jeans, pressing against his inner thighs. As we pounced on each other, a part of his wild personality seeped into me and before I knew it, I pushed him aside. He grabbed my shirt and let out a sound I understood to be a warning. “Yours, Eric. I promise," I said. I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, exposing my breasts to Eric. His mouth came in, causi
CEO's Only Wife Stiff and dry
Eric has been gone for hours. I sat on the floor, next to his gun, waiting for something to happen, anything. So many times I thought about leaving the room and looking for him, but still tried to convince myself to give up the idea. Eric told him to wait. So I wait.A sense of dread began to rise as I saw light seeping through the curtains. The sun was rising and Eric hadn't come back yet. I wonder if Celia will return, but I doubt it will. The bridge between us has been completely burned down. The only consolation was knowing that she would keep Felipe from harming me.Suddenly, there was a very loud thud at the door, and then another hour. My heart almost jumped in my throat, but then I remembered Eric said he'd knock twice. I reached for the gun, just in case.I watched the revolving door handle and when the door swung open I could barely absorb what I was seeing. Eric stood in the doorway. His body was covered in mud. Blood stains everywhere.“Eric?” I managed to whisper, but sti
CEO's Only Wife There will be no trial
“There will be no trial,” Kudo said. He started walking again, a fist resting on the back of his neck. “I know how it is. I don't want to believe it, but I know. I've been arguing with my boss for the past few hours. There will be…” Kudo seemed very flustered. “There will be a lot of arrest warrants, I'm sure. Those who are auctioned will no doubt be taken to a shelter, but… no justice will be served. Not the kind that those victims deserve.” "How can that be?" I sobbed. “How could you let that happen?” “Raymond is a senior officer in the Pakistani Army, Nana. His government will not allow a scandal to get out. They agreed to let our government take part in the raid on the condition that they keep their men out of the way. When the chaos is over, it's up to them to decide who's present and who's not, that's how international political organizations work." I felt like someone had just hit me in the chest with a heavy wooden stick. For the second time in my life, I understood Eric's
CEO's Only Wife Are you sick?
“Are you sick?” Eric whispered. His blond brows furrowed nervously. I've never seen him like this. He looks so happy and peaceful. I reached up and stroked his beautiful face. "I am fine." He wiped my eyes, "Then why are you crying?" "I don't know," I replied and continued to run my hand over his face. "I think I'm just happy." He smiled, "Strange reaction to happiness, but that's okay." He bent down and licked away one of my tears. I squirmed, “What are you doing?” I laugh. "I'm curious," he whispered seriously. "About what?" “Will happy tears taste the same as sad tears?” he replied. His words made me cry harder. I can't control them. I am overwhelmed by everything. "And?" I managed to ask. "I think they're sweeter," he replied, kissing me, "but maybe it's just your face." We burst out laughing. I heard voices. I sat up in bed. For a few seconds, I forgot where I was. The room is very small. There are bars on the window frames. The bed wasn't Eric's. “I can't come back
