Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Maliah

“You’re Mr. Powers?” I looked at him astonished. How did I not pick on that from the beginning? Everybody has heard of him on the news, we know who the Powers family is and what they can do and so many alleged rumors about them…

“Quit staring please, you’re making me feel worse,” he gazed at me and turned his head back on the wheels, while I faced the road…

“So did you like our date?” he asked casually and I gave him a weird look. What has the date got to do with this revelation? I mean I didn’t understand at all.

“I just don’t understand, why didn’t you say anything about your identity?” I questioned…

“Because it wasn’t interesting to know at all,”

“Oh yeah? I find that hard to believe,” I clicked my tongue…

“Can you please just tell me if you enjoyed your evening?” He asked in a pleading tone.

“I did, thank you so much” he smiled proudly as drove speedily…

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“So you both are related?” Mandy repeated

“Yes, cousins” Christian answered her, while I slumped to my chair in disbelief.

“I think I need a moment to process this. I’m going to head to bed first,” I kissed Mandy and waved to them goodnight while I grabbed my heels on my left hand and walked upstairs to my room.

Knowing that Edward’s social status skyrocketed, it made me feel a little jittery and very much on the edge. I didn’t know exactly how to feel about it, and looking at it my best option is to sleep it out and hope it gets better in the morning. Maybe then I’ll know how to feel about it. I sighed, took off my dress, and slumped on the bed, drifting off to sleep…

*

A knock on the door woke me up from my sleep, and I groaned on the bed until I heard Edward’s voice.

“Maliah, can I come in,” he called out and I got off the bed abruptly. I stared at the room and immediately grabbed my dress and shoes from last night on the floor and kept them appropriately. I organized the bed a bit and looked at my face in the mirror. I brushed my hair and rubbed a lip balm on my lips quickly.

And then I rinsed my mouth and used some mouthwash while he knocked again.

“Maliah? Are you there?” He called out and I rushed to my bed urging him to come inside.

“Good morning,” he walked in with a tray in his hands and I slowly sat on the bed giving him a questioning look.

“Good morning,” I said, smiling faintly. I looked at him confused, I didn’t understand what was going on. Was this what I think it is? Is this breakfast in bed? Oh, mine! I exclaimed in my head. The thought of it made me blush, it fluttered my heart and I felt happy.

“You look cute,” he complimented and sat on the bed, dropping the tray on the cupboard beside me.

“What’s going on?” I smiled.

“I brought you breakfast,”

“Aren’t we eating with everyone else?” I questioned instantly regretting why I said we. “We? Again Maliah,” my inner voice said

“No. I wanted to spend breakfast time with you alone,” he said sincerely, and I nodded my head, lost for words…

“You’re going to watch me eat?” I grabbed the tray and placed it on my lap, staring at him…

“Oh no, you’re feeding me. That’s how it works” he said boldly…This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh yeah,” I took a bit of the pancake on my fork, and pointed it in his direction and when he opened his mouth widely, I immediately brought it to my mouth and ate it…

“You did not!” He gasped and I laughed at his expression…

“Oh yes, I did,” I continued laughing so hard. Oh God, he sure makes me happy.

Still laughing he took the fork from my hand and grabbed a big scoop putting it all in his mouth. My mouth hung up in shock, while his laughter could be heard loudly…

“You are going to pay for that,” I said in a clear tone, but he was unfazed by my threat. After a series of holding the fork away from my grasp, he ended up giving it to me and letting me eat.

“Thank you so much for breakfast,” I said truthfully immediately after the maid left with the tray. He smiled and whispered no problem and stood up to leave when my question made him turn around…

“You have to change a bit,” he looked at me confused. “What do you mean?” He questioned…

“I can’t say for sure, but since the date thingy. You’ve been nice to me and I appreciate that. I guess you are trying to make me feel comfortable and I’m grateful,” I said and he walked towards me…

“Make you feel comfortable?” His aura changed, he didn’t look so pleased with my words and I mentally slapped myself for spitting out my own thoughts…

“You think I’m making you feel comfortable?” He asked, his eyes had this dark look in them and I gulped hard thinking of what to say…

“Well before. You would get angry at anything I do. So pissed up and it scares me. Like you would grab my neck or throw me away,” I kept saying gibbering and right now I look like a little girl who couldn’t control her tongue…

“And you thought I was being nice now?” His eyes were on my lips, and he took them off quickly staring at me, while I did a light nod to his questions

“I am not being nice or trying to make you comfortable, that was me trying not to scare you away,” he whispered in my ears, and turned around to leave, but I grabbed his hand and stopped him immediately.

“Why? Why are you pretending?” I asked him in a low tone and heaved a sigh in frustration trying to pull away from me but I held on tighter. I know this just took another turn, but I truly wanted to know him…

“Maliah let me go,” he said as if fighting with himself…

“What’s going on, speak with me,” I urged…

“No” he groaned

“Make me understand Edward,” I said and rubbed his cheek, but the dark look in his eyes made me pull my way immediately realizing he hated touch.

“This is me being nice,”

His hands gripped my neck, and I looked at him shocked. He immediately jammed my lips with me and started to kiss me aggressively. I felt pains around my neck, but at the same time, I enjoyed the kiss. He thrust his tongue, sucking violently on my lips, still holding my neck as I tug my fingers on his neck trying to deal with my own pain. I could feel it tearing his flesh, same time I felt him biting my lips as the taste of blood hit my tongue, he pulled out immediately.

“I’m so sorry,” he said and I coughed out catching my breath, while I touched my lips to notice the little blood on it.

“Edward,” I called but he had already left the room.

“What just happened? And why did I like it?” I questioned…

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