Candice Channing thought she had her life figured out. She worked hard, married the man she loved, and was ready to start a family. But her perfect world crumbled when she caught her husband cheating—with her best friend. Heartbroken and lost, she decided to take control of her own future. But a shocking mistake changed everything. A hospital mix-up left Candice pregnant with a stranger’s child. And not just any stranger—Dorian Anderson, the cold, ruthless rich and power gang leader who secretly runs the city’s most powerful crime family. He wanted an heir without complications, not an unexpected connection with the fiery woman now carrying his baby. Dorian doesn’t trust easily. Candice doesn’t back down. And when dangerous enemies start circling, neither of them can walk away. She never planned to be a mother like this. He never planned to fall for her. But some mistakes come with unexpected surprises… and maybe even love.
View MoreCandice’s POV I pushed the guest room door open, the faint hum of Fousheé’s “Deep End” still buzzing in my ears even after I’d yanked the headphones off. My chest felt tight, like the air in the room was pressing down on me, and I couldn’t stay curled up on that bed any longer. I needed to move, to breathe, to shake off the weight of Dorian’s accusations and that suffocating fight. The folded pile of clothes stared at me from the corner of the bed, a neat little reminder of how I’d tried to keep some control over this mess. But control? That was a joke now. Stepping into the hallway, I smoothed my hands over my jeans, trying to steady myself. The house was too quiet, a contrast to the shouting match Dorian and I had earlier. I padded down the stairs, my bare feet silent against the glossy tiled floor. I froze halfway when I caught sight of Dorian in the living room. He stood near the window, his broad shoulders rigid, his jaw set in that way that made him look like he was chewi
Chapter 38: Marcus? Dorian’s POVI stood in the study, staring at the wall as if it might give me answers. The heat of my argument with Candice was still burning under my skin. The photo lingered in my mind—Joshua’s hand on her arm, the way it looked like she wasn’t fighting him off. Every time I replayed it, my fists clenched tighter, and my pulse thrummed in my ears. I didn’t even hear Derek come in until he cleared his throat.“You alright, boss?” he asked, leaning against the doorframe, his usual calm demeanor a stark contrast to the fury raging on the inside of me.I shot him a glare, not trusting myself to speak yet. Alright? No, I wasn’t alright. I was pissed—furious, even—but the why of it gnawed at me. Surprised me. It wasn’t just the photo. It was her defiance, the way she had looked at me like I was the villain, the way she had stormed off and not looked back. I had done everything to keep her safe, and she had thrown it back in my face.“You’ve been pacing like a caged an
Candice’s POVThe drive back with Ruby had been quiet, the hum of the engine and the soft glow of streetlights letting me sink into my thoughts. I had sent the donation to St. Mary’s from my phone, and I felt somewhat happy, fulfilled even, but Joshua’s face kept lingering in my mind—his desperate grip, his pathetic excuses. By the time Ruby dropped me off at Dorian’s place, the evening air had cooled my nerves, but exhaustion still clung to me like damp clothes.I stepped through the door, kicking off my boots but then, I froze. Dorian was in the living room, pacing about, jaw tight and hands balled into fists. The way his eyes snapped to me sent a shiver down my spine. This wasn’t the worried Dorian I’d left behind. This was….this was something darker.“What’s wrong?” I asked, dropping my bag on the couch. My voice sounded small, wary.He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he grabbed his phone from the coffee table, swiped at the screen, and shoved it towards me. “Take a look”I to
Candice’s POV“Dorian” I gently tugged at his shirt, raising my face to look at him “Did you hear me?” I asked “I said I need to clear my head” He sighed before replying “Yes. I heard you the first time. I was just tryna process it. When you say clear your head, what do you mean? What do you have in mind to do?” “I don't know. Maybe go for a walk. Take a drink or two” I shrugged, slowly easing myself from his embrace Everything that had happened lately seemed to be pressing against my chest and it felt like I couldn’t breathe right. Violet’s vile words still echoed in my head, clawing at me like the talons of a vulture. I needed air, space—something to shake off the weight of it all. “I’m going out,” I said, my voice rough, like I’d been screaming for hours. I took off the bathroom so I was now left in only the night dress as I headed for the bathroom. Dorian's hand shot out, catching my wrist—not hard, but firm enough to stop me mid-step. “Candice, wait. After everything that’s
Candice’s POV“Candice, listen” He began, gently grabbing my shoulders, staring fixedly at me “Violet hurt you. She did you dirty. She’s a bitch and deserves to be treated like one. You think I was just gonna fold my arms and watch her?” “I totally understand that, Dorian, and I appreciate your concern, but I think you should really let me handle this. Remember it’s my fight” “Really, Candice?” His voice sounded bland, like my words had hurt him or something “Dorian” I held his face, slowly caressing it. “I didn’t mean it that way. Of course I love the fact that you care about me and my safety, but at least let me be involved in this. It’s me Violet came at” His eyes searched my face for a moment before he spoke up. “Okay, if you say so” “Come on, I'll show you where she’s at” She got off the bed and donned a shirt he grabbed from nearby I pulled the duvet slightly off me and I realized I was naked. Memories from last night came rushing and my cheeks flushed red. I hoped Dorian
Dorian’s POV I sniffed her hair as I watched her sleep. It smelt of lavender and chamomile, her signature fragrances, which were now my favorite. She had drifted off so fast, all thanks to my fingers, tongue and the slow, soothing strokes of my fingers on her hair. I'd have helped her don her night dress, but in the heat of the moment, I wasn't sure exactly where I had tossed it. Maybe it was under the bed or something, I wasn't sure. I'd just find it the next morning, but for now, the duvet was enough. Slowly, I pulled it over her naked body, kissing her forehead before sliding off the bed. She stirred a bit as I got off, thankfully she didn't wake up. I peeled my Calvin Klein briefs off my body before stepping into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind me. I turned on the shower and the warm water hit my back, cascading down my shoulders. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to relish the soothing feel of the water but my head was still full of Candice — her gasps and t
Candice’s POVThe moment Dorian’s lips met mine, a jolt of confusion sparked through me, sharp and electric. My mind scrambled to catch up. This was indeed happening. Dorian and I were really kissing, with his right hand firm on my neck, while his left gripped my waist. We pulled apart briefly, our faces hovering close, breaths mingling in the quiet. Dorian’s lips brushed mine again, soft, warm and barely there, before disengaging once again, a faint smack echoing in the stillness. My heart stuttered as he tilted his head, coming back for another kiss. Soft sounds slipped out as our lips met again, lingering just a moment longer before breaking apart with a tiny, wet click. Each kiss was slow, smooth, filled with yearning. Then I got hungry. Really hungry. I wanted more, craved for more. I'd never wanted a man this badly. Ever. I reached out and snaked my hands around his neck as I kissed him with so much fervor. The world turned around us, blurring and disappearing. His hands slid
Candice’s POV“And why wouldn't you allow me to bathe you?” He asked, shifting closer to me on the bed “Well…” I trailed off, scratching my nape unsure of what to say “Well, that's because…” I began again, but trailed off a second time. The words were in my throat, but were kind of stuck, so nothing was coming out. Was this the Dorian effect taking a hold on me? “Well….” He adjusted closer to me, and I wasn't sure if I should sit still or move a little away from him. I found myself sitting still. “....what?” He asked and I could hear him cackle. Obviously laughing at how the huge effect he had on me made me all fidgety. “Well, I can bathe myself, Dorian” I finally found my voice “I didn't say you cannot. I said, I wanna do it, so let me” Before I could comprehend what was happening, he was already in extremely close proximity with me and had already pulled the duvet off my knees and legs. “Come on, raise your hands” “Hold on, hold on, Dorian. Wait, please” I blushed, trying no
Dorian's POV “Not just our baby” I thought to myself, the words burning on the tip of my tongue, almost rolling off. But I hesitated, unsure of how to express the emotions swirling inside me. I guess it was better I kept mute, so I did just that. As I stood beside Candice's bed, watching her fragile form tremble with each sob, I felt an overwhelming urge to shield her from all pain, heartache and care. Her fingers which held tight onto the hem of the duvet, like the grasp of a newborn on its mother's hair, slightly trembled and her eyes blinked rapidly non-stop. Violet had to pay. She definitely was going to pay for making Candice this unsettled, and putting her through so much distress. For chrissakes, Candice was pregnant – carrying my baby; our baby, and I was going to go any length to protect them. Even if it meant snapping necks or spilling blood. It wasn't something new to me anyway. But for now, Candice was my utmost priority. I had to attend to her burns as the doctor inst
Candice’s POV“You’re pregnant, Candice,” Dr. Ruby said gently, her warm brown eyes meeting mine as she handed me the ultrasound images.The words hit me like a wave, my breath catching as I stared at the screen. Two tiny shapes, side by side. My heart fluttered, and my hands trembled as I took the photo.“Twins,” she added with a smile, her voice calm but filled with warmth.I blinked, my lips parting as I tried to process her words. “Twins?”Dr. Ruby nodded. “Yes, Candice. Both are healthy, and your numbers look good.”Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring the image in my hands. The overwhelming mix of joy and disbelief left me speechless for a moment.“I… I can’t believe this,” I finally whispered, my voice trembling.After everything—the appointments, the waiting, the heartbreaks—this moment felt surreal. I was pregnant. And not just with one baby, but two.“Believe it,” Dr. Ruby said gently. “After everything you’ve been through, this is your moment, Candice. Congratulations.”A s...
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