All Chapters of Pregnant by a ruthless CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I stare at the two red lines on the white strip I hold between my fingers. A smile spreads across my face as a wave of euphoria rushes through me. I blink, happiness swelling within me, thinking of Richard and how thrilled he’ll be to learn that today, we’re making one of our biggest dreams come true.I’m pregnant. Pregnant with the man I love, who loves me back. Pregnant with a child who, I’m certain, will be the most loved in the entire world.Richard has always told me he wanted to be the father of my child. That he dreamed of us building a big, close-knit family together, with countless children running through our backyard. Of course, the idea was exciting, but this wasn’t something we had planned to happen so soon.I’m still finishing college, a young woman alone in the world, an orphan. I have no choice but to study and graduate to survive in this enormous city. Even though Richard is wealthy, I don’t want to rely on that. I want to start my career without his name being so clos

Three years later..."Are you ready?" Eloy asks, poking his head into my room.I nod and get up, holding Ryan in my arms."Mel!" I hear Brittany shout, her high heels clicking as she walks toward me. "Oh my God! You look amazing!""I think it's just average," Eloy jokes."Shut up and grab our cute nephew," she says, kissing Ryan’s cheek as he peacefully sleeps in my arms. "Oh, he looks adorable in his little suit."I smile and scrunch my nose. When Eloy steps forward to take him, I hand him over, but not without teasing him a bit. We’re like siblings, and Brittany, his wife, understands that there are no feelings between us. That’s why, when I said I would leave once they got married, she strongly objected — being an only child, I’m as close to a sister as she’ll ever have."I wanted to borrow your diamond earrings," she says, pouting.I laugh and nod, walking over to my jewelry box, grabbing them, and handing them to her. "They look better on you, why not keep them?""No way. Eloy sai

I couldn’t fall back asleep after that. I spent the entire night thinking of ways to escape this situation. I needed to find a way to cut Richard out of my life entirely and ensure he couldn’t claim any right to my son — a child I love with all my heart and have worked so hard to raise.When my alarm went off, I paused the N*****x series I’d been watching and turned off the alarm. Dragging myself out of bed, I headed to the bathroom for a quick shower, then dressed slowly and deliberately.Being considered an It Girl was never part of my plan, but when my brand took off nearly three years ago, the spotlight turned to me. For months, I thought Richard deserved to see me thriving without him — just my talent and hard work propelling me forward.During that time, I kept my pregnancy a secret and never let Ryan be exposed to the world. My little boy was my treasure, and I didn’t want his face splashed across every magazine. I had learned to separate my personal and professional lives quite

I wake up very early, but I wish I hadn’t. I wish I had never had breakfast, gone to work, or, even less, sat at Eloy’s table, staring him in the eyes while he acts as if his request is no big deal.Damned, I think, as I stay silent for almost two minutes. I sigh loudly and slowly rub my face, trying to give him time to tell me this is all just a bad joke. It should be, at least.But Eloy is speaking very seriously, staring at me with a look that leaves no room for doubt, his eyebrows raised after I let out a long, and admittedly somewhat desperate, laugh.“You can’t be serious, Eloy. You must be joking,” I grumble, crossing my arms.He lets out a heavy, tired sigh, as if he’s already played this conversation in his head over and over. When he asked me to be a partner in the company, I used to swallow my feelings and just go along with everything he ordered — even though he found it a bit strange and uncomfortable that I didn’t have much of an opinion.But two years later, I had gotten

“I feel like he’s mine, Melissa,” Richard continues, his voice lower now but carrying a weight that makes me want to disappear. His fingers tighten around my waist, and I feel his body so close to mine, the heat of his presence enveloping me in a way I can’t control. “If he’s not my son… then who is the man?” I swallow hard, my heart racing, but I try not to show the whirlwind of emotions overtaking me. The thought of revealing anything more about Ryan’s paternity makes me feel like I’m about to crumble. “You don’t need to know who he is,” I say softly, almost pleading. “Please, Richard, it doesn’t matter anymore. Ryan is mine. Only mine.” “But I am his father, Melissa. I know it,” he says, refusing to back down. “I’ll find out the truth, one way or another.” I try to pull away from his grip, but he’s unyielding. His eyes won’t let me escape. I can feel the weight of his words, the pressure of the doubt beginning to erode everything I’ve tried to protect. He won’t give up so easil