"What do you want? I thought I warned you to stay away from me the last time we talked on the phone?” I said, with my hands across my chest. “Alexandria! What did I do wrong? Please tell me, if it's something I can fix, I will gladly do it! Why all this coldness towards me?” He said, moving closer towards me, and I did not move. Looking at his cute face, I sigh softly. “Fred, you did not do anything wrong, okay! We just had fun, and nothing more!” “Fun? Was that all it was to you?” He asked, his eyes turning red at my words. “Yeah! What else? I asked you out myself, didn't I?” “Yeah, but I thought we were dating? Alex, please don't do this to me! After what I have been through, I thought, I have finally found someone who is genuine, and sincere to fall in love with!” He said, with so much passion that I felt it a little bit. But then, I wasn't the type to love someone. "Can't you see? I have fallen in love with you! I'm head over heels for you, Alex!” He spoke softly, holding my hands again, and looking into my eyes. I could see the truth in his eyes, I could tell that he really does love me. But then, it's a pity that I can't feel anything for him.
view moreCHESTER BLACKWOOD POV I couldn’t breathe. The moment I walked into her apartment and found it empty, a deep, suffocating panic took hold of me.Alex, was gone!. There was no forwarding address. No goodbye note. Nothing. My hands trembled as I gripped the back of a chair, my entire body feeling cold, hollow, shattered. I lost her. I really lost her this time. The pain in my chest was unbearable, a sharp, twisting knife that dug deeper with every second. I had fought for her. Begged for her. Waited for her. And she still chose to leave?. A bitter, hollow laugh escaped my lips as I collapsed onto the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling. For months, I had believed that if I just tried harder, if I just proved myself, she would come back to me. But now? Now, I was nothing but a miserable, broken man, still madly, crazily in love with a woman who didn’t want me anymore. I pressed my hands over my face, my chest heaving as the suffocating truth settled in. If Alex was t
And I will spend the rest of my life proving that to you, whether you let me back in or not." I swallowed, looking away. I wanted to believe him. I wanted to hold onto my anger. But then, his voice softened. "I don’t just want to be in the baby’s life, Alex. I want to be in yours." I met his gaze, my heart hammering fast like a wheel. "Say the word," he whispered. "And I’ll walk away. But if there’s even a part of you that still feels something for me—tell me, and I’ll never stop fighting for us." The weight of his words crushed me. Because the truth was… I still felt something. And I hated it. "I just need time, Chester." His expression flickered—hope, pain, frustration. But he nodded. "I’ll wait." His voice was steady, but I could see the strain in his eyes. I swallowed hard. "This isn't just about us. It’s about our child. I need to be sure." He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. "I understand, Alex. Take all the time you need." And with that, he left, but not
I never thought I’d find myself in this position again—sitting across from Chester's mother. She has to come over to Manhattan. Defended me from Natasha and her endless emotional torture. This woman has always looked out for me and I am grateful for her love. I can't just ignore her call anymore. She sat before me, her posture composed as always and her eyes… they held what I have come to love her for.Genuine concern. For me. For the baby. And also, for her son. The private dining room of one of Manhattan’s most exclusive restaurants was quiet, save for the distant hum of conversation from outside. A setting fitting for a Blackwood matriarch, but I felt so much warmth sitting before her. Strangely enough, I felt at peace. I felt this feeling I had missed for some months now. And I regret putting her in the dark. I wish I didn't pushed her away when she offered to help. "Thank you for meeting me," She said, her voice cool and kind. I folded my hands in my lap. "I almost didn’t.
I stared at the screen in disbelief. Natasha stood behind a podium, her expression carefully crafted—vulnerable yet poised. "I know the world sees me as the villain," she began, her voice trembling just enough to be convincing. "But I never meant to hurt anyone." Liar. I gritted my teeth as she continued. "CEO Chester Blackwood and I have history. A deep, undeniable connection. And while I’ve made mistakes, so has he." She exhaled, her eyes glistening with fake tears. "The truth is, Chester has always come back to me. Even after Alex left, he—" I shut the laptop. I couldn’t listen anymore. I had been through enough. She was trying to break me. To make me doubt everything. But I wouldn’t let her win. Not this time. Ava stormed into my office, her phone clutched in her hand. "Boss, you need to see this." I tensed. "More headlines?" "Not just headlines." She turned the phone around. It was a live feed. Of Chester. Standing outside Natasha’s press conference. With a microph
CHESTER BLACKWOOD POV "You want me to do what?" I stared at my mother, struggling to process her words. She sighed, setting her teacup down with a clink. "I said, you need to let me speak to Alex on your behalf." I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Mother—" "Chester," she interrupted firmly. "You hurt that girl in ways I can’t even begin to understand. If you truly love her, then humbling yourself isn’t a weakness. It’s a necessity." I clenched my jaw. I hated this. I hated that I had to beg for the chance to fix things. But I also knew she was right. Alex wasn’t going to fall for my persistence alone. She needed something bigger. Something genuine. I exhaled slowly. "Fine." A small smile touched my mother’s lips. "Good. I’ll arrange a meeting." But even as I agreed, a strange unease settled in my gut. Because Alex was the least of my worries right now. Natasha is back with more schemes. And if there was one thing I knew about her, it was that she never played fa
Ava stormed into my office, her face pale. "You need to see this. Now." I frowned, but before I could ask, she shoved her tablet into my hands. I stared at the screen. And my world shattered. BREAKING NEWS: Ms. Alex SECRET CHILD—WHO IS THE FATHER? I froze. The article was everywhere. Every news outlet, every social media platform. Natasha had exposed my pregnancy. Despite my earlier warning?. There were photos of me leaving a doctor’s office. A leaked sonogram. Speculation everywhere. "Did she get pregnant to trap CEO Chester Blackwood?" "Is the billionaire heir the real father?" "Who was she hiding the child from?" Suddenly, a dull ache drums in my head, as the room tilted around me. My breath came in sharp, panicked bursts. No. No, no, no. This was supposed to be mine. My choice. My secret. And now the world knew. "Boss," Ava’s voice cut through the haze. "What do we do?" My hands shook. I couldn’t fall apart now. I inhaled sharply, steadying myself. "Schedu
I had almost convinced myself that Natasha was no longer a threat. That was my first mistake. The second was underestimating how far she was willing to go. I was reviewing a partnership deal in my office when Ava burst in, looking both furious, and concerned. "You need to see this," she said, dropping a folder onto my desk.. I frowned, flipping it open. Then my stomach dropped. A tabloid article. Natasha Romanoff spotted in Manhattan City, meeting with an unnamed Blackwood's insider. The photos showed her stepping out of a luxury car, her signature red lips curved into a smug smile. That evil mistress! That vile bitch!. She will pay for what she did to me, some days. Two day later, I received a message from Chester's mother, asking to meet with me. I wasn’t sure why I agreed to this meeting. Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was exhaustion. Or maybe, deep down, I needed to hear it from someone else—someone who wasn’t Chester, the great liar. Chester’s mother, sat across from
“You will not show up unannounced,” I began. “You will not try to intimidate me into decisions. Any visits will be scheduled and supervised.” His lips twitched. “Supervised?” “Yes,” Jenna interjected. “At least in the beginning.” He hummed, considering. “And if I don’t agree?” I met his gaze head-on. “Then I’ll fight you in court. And if you think for a second that money is enough to win, you clearly don’t know me.” Something flickered in his expression—respect, maybe even admiration. Then, just as quickly, it was gone. “I don’t plan on fighting you, Alex.” His voice was softer now. “I just want my child. And…” His fingers tapped against the table. “Maybe a chance to fix what I broke.” My breath hitched, but I masked it. Jenna cut in before I could respond. “Alex’s terms are non-negotiable. You’ll earn access to your child at her pace, not yours.” He exhaled sharply, shaking his head
My fingers clenched into fists. He was already threatening me with legal action? I slammed my laptop shut and paced across the room, my mind racing. He wouldn’t actually drag me to court, would he? No, of course he would. But he didn’t bluff. And the worst part? He had the resources to win. If this turned into a legal battle, I’d be outmatched in every possible way. I needed to get ahead of this. Now. I grabbed my phone and dialed the one person who could help. “Alex?” My lawyer, Jenna, answered after the second ring. “We have a problem,” I said, gripping the edge of the counter. “Leon knows about the baby.”Silence. Then a sharp inhale. “And?” “And he’s already making moves to claim his place in my child’s life.” Jenna cursed under her breath. “I’ll set up a meeting with my team first thing in the morning. In the meantime, don’t respond to him.” I exhaled shakily. “Okay.” But as I hung up, I knew one thing for certain— This wasn’t just about me anymore.Chester wasn’t just t
Alexandria POV Loud pants of moans filled the bright lit up spacious room painted with gray color, while a large portrait of an unknown naked man hangs on the left side of the room. I love seeing the sheer pleasure on the faces of any guy I am fucking in my room, hence, my room is always lit up during sex.“Haah… Yeah…come on baby… Uugh… Aaah...” His voice groans softly, eyes closed, and his mouth slightly opened, only increasing the sweet sensation bubbling up slowly in my brain, while the bed dances in response to the slow rotation of my hips on his dick. “Yeah... You’re a dirty crate, aren’t cha? But you’re my dirty crate, and I’m gonna make you squeak.” I said, while bounces up and down in a slow rhythmic movement despite his huge manhood, while he holds on to the fully exposed breasts, dangling in his face, my breasts nipples were red and swollen of him sucking on it. “Ahh! Yeah…O…Oh!... Aghh! AHHH! Come on baby, I love the way you fuck me! I love the way you ride me, Alexan...
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