Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Maliah

I got out of the bathroom, still wrapped around the towel. I dropped the wet torn clothes in the waistband, then walked back to grab another towel. I took off my wet bra and looked around cursing under my breath realizing I wasn’t in my room.

“What do I wear,” I said out loud, staring around the whole room. I immediately disputed the thought of running through the hallway with just a towel and decided to go through his closet…

My eyes caught one of his gray hoodies and I didn’t think twice before putting it on. And just like I had expected it stopped on my thighs, before going downstairs to grab dinner.

I sighed immediately and I noticed him sitting waiting for me. The meal was around served and I felt so nervous and conscious of myself while I dragged the hoodie down.

“I’m sorry for keeping you waiting, could have started without me,” I pulled the chair out, and made myself a bit comfortable even though I knew I felt uncomfortable by his presence and the silence that lingers here.

I knew he heard me clearly, but he just kept staring at me and didn’t say anything. The meal was getting cold and I didn’t know if I should start eating without him, or wait out his zone phase with him.

I sighed after briefly waiting for a few seconds and started to eat. The sounds of my cutleries hitting the plates, brought me back to consciousness as he finally took his peering eyes off me. He started to eat slowly, cutting his steak and glancing at me at intervals but I ignored him. Not because I didn’t enjoy him gazing at me, but because my mind kept thinking about what happened earlier on, I could tell he was really pissed and I couldn’t think of anything I did.

“Thank you for dinner,” I said and stood on my feet, and grabbed my plates to send them to the kitchen when he called my name, making me keep the plate back on the dining table.

“Are you trying to punish me?” He asked and I turned to him confused.

“Pardon!”

“I’m really sorry,” he stood on his feet and walked over to me, while I looked confused at him.

“I’m sorry for earlier,” he breathed out, and I didn’t know what to say or how to react. I barely even understood what had happened and now he was apologizing.

“If this is your way of punishing me please stop,” he breathed out, and grabbed me by the waist, pulled me to himself, as his hands slowly found their way to my ass giving it a light squeeze and I didn’t know when I moaned out.

My eyes widened at the sound I made, and when I looked over at him, he had a proud smirk on his face and the desire to slap it away made me slap his hands away from my ass.

“What was that stunt earlier on?” I tried to give him a hard glare, but deep down I thought maybe he could see through my fake act.

“You didn’t give me a choice but to do that,” he said in defense while trying to brush his hands on my face but I pulled away, and he chuckled.

“What are you talking about?” He sighed in frustration, then he brought his face closer to mine. He was going to kiss me but then spoke into my ears.

“Next time you let another man touch you, I won’t go easy on you, I’ll punish you really bad,” his voice had this authority and dominance in it, it was dark and it sent shivers down my spine giving me goosebumps and I didn’t need to be told that he was absolutely serious.

He pulled away and I had a stunt look on my face, while he smiled staring at me. He pushed my hair backward and he grabbed me by the neck and pulled me to himself…

“You don’t want to be responsible for someone dying, Amore,” he breathed in my ear, before giving me a light peg on my neck and taking a step backward. It was more like an answer than a question, as I watched him turn around to leave with a lingering smile like he didn’t just sound so insane.

“Did you follow me today, Edward?” I said in a loud tone, clear enough for him to hear me as he climbed the stairs…

“Goodnight Amore, and next time you wear my clothes I’ll eat you up,” he yelled and I gasped, turning around to make sure no one heard us, while I quickly wrapped my hand around my body cursing at myself for even thinking about it…

***

I walked to his room with his hoodie in my hands, I wasn’t going to keep it with me after what he just said. I knocked lightly on his door hoping he wasn’t asleep already.

“It’s me,” I said in a low tone, and he opened the door for me with a cigarette in his hands, making me roll my eyes while he chuckled.

“Thank you, I just came to return it,” I said and pushed it forward to him while he smiled.

“I was just thinking about coming to you, and here you are bringing yourself to me,”

“I just came to return this. I’m not bringing myself to you,” I defended immediately.

“Oh yeah, so why did you leave this present for me,” he revealed my bra which he dangled in the air causing me to gasp in shock.

“I did not. Give me that,” I tried to grab it from him but he took his hands away before I could reach for it…

“Edward,” he put his hands backward, turning around and making it hard for me to get it.

“Why are you trying to take my present away? I like it,” he teased, smiling, while I glared at him.

“Just let me have it,” I said in a crying tone…

“Hold on,” we both halted…

“Why don’t you have my hoodie, and I have your bra? See we are even,” he said smiling and I chuckled, staring at him.

“No, that’s not even,” I said while he smiled.

“If you want it that badly, kiss me,” he said and I halted immediately while he smiled knowingly. He knew I wasn’t going to do it. So I left his clothes on his bed, glared at him, and banged on his door as I left the room while ignoring his laughter…

*The Next Morning*

Writer

The yelling from down the hallway made it hard for Maliah to continue her sleep. She groaned loudly into the pillows while the yelling increased. She reluctantly got up from the bed and rubbed her sleepy eyes when she started to wonder the reason for the yelling and screams for help.

So she got off from her bed and walked out of her room down the hallway where the noise was coming from still, with sleepy eyes, only to notice she was going down the cell room. She walked further and hid behind the wall noticing that Edward’s boy was dragging a man forcefully. She cleaned her eyes and looked closely at the person, only to recognize it was Gerald.

She gasped and quickly used her hand to covet her mouth, holding the tears that gathered in her eyes. She sniffed in and walked out of there in anger, her eyes looking red. The words he said to her last night started to make sense but she wouldn’t be pissed at herself and directed all her anger to one person- Edward.

“Edward” she yelled his name in anger immediately after she got into the hallway. She stomped her foot angrily ignoring all the greetings from the servants who passed her path. She marched to Edward’s room and pushed the door open without knocking.

“What the fu*k,” he cursed and dropped his perfume on the dressing table, and turned to look at Maliah who pointed her fingers at him angrily. She didn’t care about him being shirtless now or how good his body was and how sexy he looked at right now, or even how wonderful he smelt from here. She was here to lash out her anger and straighten things up with him…

“You fucking monster. Did you kidnap Gerald,” she screamed and walked further to him, staring daggers at him.

“Whoa whoa whoa!! What’s with the ugly names,” he said and tried to hold her but she looked at him and he pulled away immediately scared.

“Oh gosh, you’re such a monster. Were you trying to kill him, huh? Was that your plan?” She yelled at him, her fingers now poking his chest.

“Yes, I told you if anyone touches you you would be responsible for their death,” he said and shrugged his shoulders while scoffing frustrated.

“You’re a psycho. You want to kill people, don’t blame it on me. You monster,” she screamed and pulled her fingers from his chest while he chuckled.

“You better let him go,” she added frustrated.

“Fine. If any man touches you aside me, they die,” he smiled at her like it was any comfort or this was some kind of joke to him.

“Fuck you,” she pointed the middle fingers at his face, angry that he was finding this funny amidst her anger.

“Say that again,” he grabbed her hand and she hissed at him.

“Fuck you Edward, fuck you,” she yelled at him, staring deeply into his eyes, he pushed her to the bed and lay on top of her, his weight resting on his hands which were on his bed while they gaze at each other.

“Say that one more time and I’ll fuck you right here right now,” he said to her.

“Fuck you,” she said again… Leaving him no choice