"Joanne" Hardy called and I found myself gulping. "You're pregnant." He said, and wow, I was starting to hate that word. "You're pregnant with my child, not yours. And that's why I need you to always grab an escort whenever you're leaving your room. Because not a single hair is ought to leave your body by something or someone else, if I didn't give permission. Now you will walk around here with caution. Get it?" His tone was sharp, but I gave no reply. Letting myself drown in his dark eyes, I went off. How… How is love possibly the only way I can be free from this sudden life this man has shoved down my throat. Or should I say that Bailey has shoved down my throat. Because he doesn't seem lovable, neither do I want him to love me, or let myself love him. But is love really the only way, if it is, do I really have no choice? I am not really a type to give up, I never want to give up. But doing another length to deceive this man, to seduce him. Would it be worth it? Can I even

It was undeniable how good Hardy tasted, his lips hungrily crashing into mine like he'd been dying to kiss me. His hand was still holding my neck in place, like if he lets go they might wobble and fall off. My response to the kiss was unmatched by the man's ferocity; he went from fast-paced nibbles to emptying my lips and claiming my tongue as if it were his.I was out of breath, but I had no intention of stopping.It was really taking my breath away, yet I was ready to die on that spot, just for it. I had no idea what was playing on his mind. Had just that small gesture of mine driven him to such a state to kiss me this way, of course I would do anything to get out of here, but this is just… Hardy broke the kiss, the moment all my body started to give in, and I almost pulled him back. But I didn't want to get ahead of myself. He glanced at me from the mirror, seeing how my chest moved up and down from the night dress I was wearing, he smirked. His lips were red, and a bit

Theodore escorted me beyond the too-long hotel hallway before taking me to a more private spot, and I believe we walked into another building nearby because the walk was very lengthy and the space seemed a little different, so I was pretty sure we were in another building. We went up some stairs and then through a door, and then we found ourselves behind another closed door. We were making way too many abrupt turns, and it was just too much for me to compute. Finally, we arrived at another closed door, and behind it stood Hardy, dressed in all black with his hand holding his thick long blazer. I noticed the dozens of expensive diamond rings that he was wearing in his other hand. When Hardy became aware that Theodore and I were present, his shadowy eyes landed on me.And much like a DVR, my unpleasant dream about him played back in front of my eyes, and I found myself having to force myself to swallow.Darn it.Even though it was only for a split second, I swear I saw his pupil mov

Theodore gave a small smile. "Well I guess I better go out… since the zipper is like.."He stopped talking. I nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah."I attempted a smile and said, "Thanks again with the zipper."My stomach was experiencing that strange sensation once more, but I made a conscious effort to resist it.Theodore wanted to leave, but he was standing in front of me and wasn't trying.. Don't make this weird and difficult Theodore. When I snickered, "So when are you going to leave," it seemed as though his senses had suddenly opened up because he smiled apologetic before leaving the room.I closed the door while controlling my breathing by holding my chest.Okay, so why do I feign sex so easily around these guys?It was Hardy at first, and now it's his freaking bodyguard.I am aware that many pregnant women experience a surge in libido during the first and second trimesters, but if this is the case, then it should pass quickly and not be causing me any anxiety at all.Ne

I arrived at Hardy's villa, exhausted. And of course, I was given that same pill that made me drowsy and then made me sleep during the entire jet ride. And despite the drugs and getting enough sleep on my way back, I was still extremely sleepy when I got back to the villa, and immediately after dinner I fell asleep again.. I woke up during nighttime, my room almost dark, and only lit up dimly thanks to the small amber colored light above my mirror table. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed someone's silhouette seated at the edge of my bed. A male's silhouette to be precise. I got on my feet, ready to go turn on the lights, but Hardy's voice stopped me right on my tracks. "Don't bother." He had said and I found myself moving back towards my bed and sitting down again, pulling the thick blanket over my body. What does he want? Why is he here? I remained silent and gazed at the only light in the room, whatever he had to say, I don't think I would like it, because he actuall