PREGNANT?

Alessia woke up to the sunlight sipping through the cracks of the black Italian curtains from a room. She sat up on the bed, looking around the room. She was only wearing a large black T-shirt, which she didn't own, and white underwear underneath.

Who the hell changed her clothes?

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she tried to remember what happened last night, but as soon as the images flashed through her mind, her eyes widened in shock. She must have been too tired for her to speak and she has shared the same bed with a man, not any man but her two-faced boss.

The door at the far end of the room opened and Marcus came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, but he had only a bath towel wrapped around his torso. Shocked to the core, Alessia gawked at his bare chest and his well-defined muscles. His hair that was meticulous during the day was now wet and messy on the forehead.

She swallowed her saliva unconsciously, her eyes trailed down the sexy outline of his dripping chest