Vanessa’s POV“Elijah is so thoughtful,” I said excitedly as I stood there in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Excitement, gratitude, and a touch of disbelief washed over me. I had never expected Elijah to go to such lengths to ensure my comfort and happiness during this special time.I remember when I had jokingly mentioned to him that my clothes weren't fitting well because of my baby bump. It's amazing how he took my complaint seriously and went above and beyond to make me feel beautiful.The room was filled with a sense of anticipation as I carefully examined each dress he had sent. The vibrant colors and delicate fabrics were a testament to his thoughtfulness. But there was something about the red dress that caught my eye.“I love this one,” I said as I delicately held the dress in my hands, feeling the softness of the fabric against my fingertips. The deep shade of red seemed to symbolize passion and strength.“Please put it on, I am sure it would
Evelyn’s POV“I am not hungry, just bring me fruit,” I said to Lilian after she asked me what I would like to have for lunch, we've gone back to the way we used to be before after I apologized to Lilian for shouting at her.“Okay, my lady I will get it the right way,” Lilian said before leaving the room.I sat on the chair close to the mirror, my eyes locked with my reflection in the mirror. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within me, tearing at my heart and clouding my mind. The affair with Drake, hidden behind Dante's back, weighed heavily on my conscience.Deep down, I yearned for a life with Dante, a life filled with love, trust, and stability. But there was something about Drake that drew me in, an irresistible pull that I couldn't deny. It was a dangerous dance, a secret passion that threatened to consume me. I kept telling myself it was just a deal to keep Drake’s mouth shut but deep down I am enjoying every bit of it.Fear gnawed at the edges of my thoughts, a constant reminder
Evelyn's POVI stood there, frozen in place, my mind racing with questions and doubts. Would he be ready to take on the responsibility of fatherhood? or would he distance himself from the situation? The fear of rejection gnawed at my heart as I struggled to find the right words.Drake's eyes met mine, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. I could see the curiosity and concern flicker in his gaze, but the true depths of his emotions remained a mystery. My heart pounded in my chest as I mustered the courage to speak."Hey, can I come in" I asked politely, and he let me in after checking the hallway to see if anyone was looking."Miss Me already!" Drake said with a mischievous smile pasted on his face."Uhmm" Taking a deep breath, I said. "Drake, there's something important I need to tell you," I began, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and vulnerability. His mischievous demeanor softened, replaced by a genuine concern
Evelyn's POVDrake's words cut through my tears, and I strained to make sense of what he was saying. "This is an opportunity to make yourself Dante's real queen," he said. Confusion washed over me as I tried to grasp the meaning behind his words. And then, like a bolt of lightning, it hit me. He wanted me to put the pregnancy on Dante.The shock of his suggestion reverberated through my body, leaving me speechless. How could he even suggest such a thing? Was he implying that I should deceive Dante and make him believe that the child was his?My mind raced, trying to process the enormity of what Drake was asking. It was clear that he was willing to go to extreme lengths to avoid taking responsibility for the child. The thought of manipulating someone's emotions, especially someone as genuine and caring as Dante, left a bitter taste in my mouth.Anger began to replace the confusion, fueling a fire within me. How dare Drake suggest that I tarnish my integrity? "You are so unbelievable Dr
Evelyn's POVI slipped into the beautiful dress that Dante had sent for me, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but admire how stunning it looked on me. The intricate details and the perfect fit made me feel like a queen.Dante had asked me to look my absolute best for the event, as everyone in the pack believed I was his queen. It was a role I had anticipated, and one I was determined to embrace. I wanted to represent him well.As I stood there, taking in my reflection, a surge of emotions washed over me. I felt grateful for Dante's thoughtfulness and the effort he had put into making me feel special. I wasn't even his queen yet and I am being treated this way, imagine when I finally have my way. I would be on top of the world...........As I descended the stairs in my stunning red dress, I couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence. The room seemed to come alive,
Dante's POVAs I slowly opened my eyes, a pounding pain throbbed through my head as if a heavy weight had been placed upon it. Confusion washed over me as I surveyed my surroundings. This room, it wasn't mine. Panic began to rise within me as I realized something was off.I instinctively placed my hands on my head, hoping to alleviate the pain and make sense of the situation. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows that danced across the unfamiliar walls. And then, my gaze fell upon the figure lying next to me, covered in a blanket. It was Evelyn, and from what I could see, we were both unclothed.A mix of shock, disbelief, and a tinge of embarrassment washed over me like a tidal wave. How did I end up here? What happened last night? Questions raced through my mind, each one adding to the pounding in my head.I carefully observed Evelyn, her peaceful face illuminated by the soft light filtering into the room. It was clear that she was still asleep, unaware of the chaos swirling within
Evelyn's POVI lay there, my heart pounding in my chest after I had carefully executed my plan. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows that danced across the walls. I had meticulously arranged the scene, pulling both Dante's clothes and my own, creating a deceptive tableau. It was a risky move, but I was determined to frame Dante.As I pretended to sleep, I could sense Dante's wakefulness. I could feel his gaze upon me, confusion emanating from him like a palpable force. With bated breath, I waited for the perfect moment to unveil my ruse. When Dante finally rose from the bed, I opened my eyes, feigning shock.The look on Dante's face was a mixture of surprise and guilt. It was as if he had stumbled upon a scene he wasn't meant to witness. In that instant, I knew my plan had worked. But as I stared into his eyes, I couldn't help but feel a pang of remorse. The weight of my actions settled heavily upon me, threatening to consume me."Dante!" I called out his name but he was long gone.
Evelyn’s POV“My lady, what would you like for dinner?” Lilian asked calmly.“Just get me whatever is left,” I said to Lilian as I lay on the bed, my mind was consumed by the events of the past week. The incident with Dante had left me feeling uncertain about our future. He had promised to marry me, but his silence when I mentioned Vanessa spoke volumes. I couldn't shake the feeling that he was still holding on to her, unable to move on.The weight of my doubts and insecurities pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe. I knew I needed to do something to make Dante take our relationship seriously, to make him see that I was worth choosing over Vanessa. And that's when the idea of dropping the bombshell hit me with the "I am pregnant" card.It wasn't an easy decision to make. The child I was carrying wasn't Dante's, but I couldn't deny the desperation inside me, the need for him to commit fully to our relationship. I hoped that the news of a baby would be enough to make him realize