Adam sat on the edge of his bed, lost in thought. The encounter with Ina had left him more unsettled than he cared to admit. When he had hugged her, he couldn't help but notice the slight bump in her stomach. At first, he wondered if she might be sick, but he quickly dismissed the idea. Ina didn’t look unwell; in fact, there was a glow about her that suggested otherwise.What’s it to me if she is sick? Adam thought, trying to shake off his concern. She’s just a maid, after all. Yet, the rationalization felt hollow. Adam had never been one to fall easily for a woman’s attempt at seduction, but there was something different about Ina. The way she had trembled in his arms, the look in her eyes—he had felt something inside him shift, something he couldn’t quite control. And that was why he had kissed her, to at least have an understanding of why he was feeling that way.He wanted to get to the bottom of why Ina was at his estate and if she was the woman he had spent that unforgettable nig

The enormity of what she had just agreed to was almost too much to bear. With a mixture of resignation and determination, she turned to make her way back to her room, needing some time alone to process everything.Just as she reached the door, Adam's voice stopped her. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked, his tone sharp and authoritative.Ina turned slowly, her heart pounding in her chest. "I'm going back to my room," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.Adam’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Did I not make it clear to you that you’ll be staying in my quarters from today onwards?" he demanded. "You are now my wife, and you are expected to act as such."Ina felt a chill run down her spine. "Yes, sir," she murmured, bowing her head. "I understand."Adam took a step closer, his gaze unwavering. "Then act like it," he said firmly. "Your things will be moved to my quarters immediately. I expect you to fulfill your role, both publicly and privately."Ina swallowed hard, nodding.

The JourneyAfter carefully packing his lunch, I made my way to the driveway where Adam’s car was parked. I approached the driver, a stern-looking man who barely glanced at me as I approached. “Excuse me,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I need to deliver Mr. Adam’s lunch to his office. Could you please drive me there?”The driver looked at me with a mixture of disdain and confusion. “Why would I drive a maid to Mr. Adam’s office? You’re not supposed to be using his car,” he said dismissively.“But I’m his—” I began to explain, but he cut me off.“I don’t care what you are. Mr. Adam didn’t give me any instructions about you using the car. Now move along, I have work to do.” He turned away, effectively ending the conversation.Frustration bubbled up inside me, but I bit my lip and turned away. It was clear that my new status as Adam’s wife, albeit in name only, had not reached everyone, or perhaps they just didn’t care. I approached the gatehouse, where the gateman sat reading

I stood there, stunned at what Adam had just said. I looked at him, trying to process his words, and he raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on his lips. "What? Is there something on my face?" he asked, his voice laced with sarcasm.Blushing furiously, I quickly turned to the other side to mask my red cheeks. I could feel the heat radiating off my face and hoped that Adam wouldn't notice how flustered I was.As Adam continued to eat, I remained on his lap, feeling awkward and out of place.The minutes dragged on, and the warmth of the office, combined with the exhaustion from my morning ordeal, started to take its toll on me. I felt my eyelids growing heavier with each passing second. I tried to fight it, but it was no use. I could feel myself slipping into a drowsy state.Adam must have noticed my struggle because he shifted slightly and used his hand to gently guide my head to rest on his shoulder. I didn't resist; I was too tired to care. The last thing I remembered

As I woke up to Adam tapping me gently and asking if I wanted to bathe, I looked at him still sleepy and nodded in agreement. He surprised me by scooping me up in his arms, causing a gasp to escape my lips. Despite my initial shock, he carried me effortlessly to the bathroom in our room, where warm water awaited my bath.Settling into the soothing warmth of the water, I felt a pang of shyness as Adam stood nearby, his gaze lingering on me with a mixture of desire and tenderness. It was both thrilling and unnerving to be watched so intently, especially in such an intimate setting.As I bathed and turned this way and that, Adam moved closer, his touch gentle yet possessive as he ran his hand over my stomach. How did you get pregnant he asked me, I was surprised by the sudden question and made no attempt to answer pretending I did not hear him. I tried to move away from his embrace but he held me tighter, His question about my pregnancy hung in the air, but I remained silent. I coul