All Chapters of CONTRACTED TO MY BILLIONAIRE PLAYBOY BOSS : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Alexia's POV “Hi Girlfriend!, I have missed you.” Stacey said as she came over to place a kiss on my cheek before going over to sit on the couch opposite mine.“I missed you too. I am glad.” I said smiling as I tuck in my dress.We are at one of the relaxation centers not too far from my place. She had called me earlier this morning after I had finished having breakfast to ask me to come along for an impromptu girls hang out. I was initially reluctant to go out because I know Ethan would have had a fit if he found out I wasn't sleeping at home but rather went out. I was tired and bored of staying indoors all day. Since I stopped working this week, I have been holed up in this doing nothing really productive. So when Stacey called, after a bit of initial hesitancy, I jumped on the offer.“You look gorgeous for an 8 months pregnant woman.” Stacey said teasingly. “Thank you darling. You look beautiful too! See as your skin is glowing!.” I meant what I said. She was wearing a gray and

Alexia’s POV “Wow! You are home already! This way before your closing time.” I responded to Ethan after he had me make numerous guesses “Yes I am. I wanted to spend some quality time with my wife so I wrapped up my work at the office and rushed home, only to see that my beloved wife isn't home like I thought.” Ethan answered. I can't see him, but I know he is probably pouting on the other side of the line.“I am sorry about that. I was bored with being holed up in the house for a week and I also missed spending some time with my girls which was why when Stacey called, I had to jump on the opportunity to get some air.”“It's good that you spent time with your friends, but hope you are coming home soon because your very in love with you husband, misses you and wants you for himself.” He said, making me laugh at how possessive he sounds. Stacey, who has apparently been eavesdropping on our conversation while pretending to be pressing her phone, turned to roll her eyes at me mouthing s

Alexia's POV Today is my first birthday as Mrs Blackwoods, was the first thought that flickered into my mind as I blinked awake, my eyes adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. I yawned and rubbed my swollen belly, feeling the gentle stir of the babies within me. One of them gave me a hard push and I winced slightly. They've been kicking harder since I entered my third trimester.I slept so deeply last night after the hectic day I had yesterday. I smiled ruefully as I remembered my surprise birthday car. I can't wait to deliver my babies so I can finally be allowed to drive the beauty.I turned to the other side of the bed, knowing I wouldn't find my husband. Hmm, calling Ethan's husband even after a year still sounds surreal.Ethan's side of the bed was empty and cold. I am sure he left for work already. One would think he would at least wait until I wake up before going to work today since today is my birthday. I sighed and pushed myself up slowly, fee

Ethan's POV “If you must know,my marriage to Alexia may have started with a contract, but we fell in love along the way. I love her and her alone and I have no intention presently or in the future to ever divorce her.” I gritted out.My gaze going from one journalist to the other, daring any of them to challenge or make snide remarks about what I just said or make a half ass remark about it. Wisely they all kept their mouth shut.“As for Linda, she is not my lover, and contrary to whatever sources you got your information from, if the slightest chance she is actually pregnant, I assure you, I am not the father of her baby.” I said. “Thank you for answering my questions Mr Blackwoods.” Selena Martins stated. I gave a half hearted nod, intending to get turn and get into my car, when a hand waved frantically from the back of the mob, trying to get my attention.I decided answering one more question wouldn't hurt, after all they have been here all day just to get what to report about to

Alexia’s POV I never knew shopping for a baby nursery could be so much fun, I thought as I strolled through the upscale mall’s baby boutique Stacey insisted we visit. I ran a hand gently over the soft fabric of a tiny onesie that had caught my eyes the very moment we entered this aisle, smiling as I imagined my unborn twins wearing it. “That is beautiful. We are getting it.” Stacey said coming over to stand beside me, holding what looked like a doll in her hands. With the rate she is insisting we get whatever catches her fancy I am very certain that by the time this shopping spree comes to an end, we may need an extra hand to help us get everything we buy loaded into the car. “What are those things in your hands?” I asked pointedly ignoring her comment about getting the onesies. I already knew I wasn't leaving this mall without them. “They are baby dolls of course.” She drawled like I was dumb for asking. “I know they are baby dolls. What I mean is why do my babies need dolls