Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Mandy

I groaned as I felt this pain around my hands. I turned my head feeling my body burned, My wrist hurt and as I tried to move it only made it worse.

“Hmm,” I groaned and immediately opened my eyes, noticing I was tied to a chair. The memories came flooding into my mind. I remembered everything, all the details. The hospital, almost getting hit. The stranger from the charity event, and the white clothes on my nose until I blacked out…

“Oh my gosh, I’ve been kidnapped,” I gasped, looking at my hands, and my legs which were tied to the chair.

I looked around the room I was in, it had an old wooden drawer, and the wall was made of rough-hewn wood, it was like a rustic building and had this vintage design to it and a bit of modern furniture which made me wonder where I was as I stared at the old alarm clock beside the bed. It had a window and had this big glass door that led to the outside.

I could hear the sounds of birds chirping and the sizzling sounds of the breeze and leaves, which made me think I was a long way from home…

“Help,” I screamed at the top of my voice, trying to force my way out of the rope but I only ended up hurting myself more.

“Please,” my eyes were red, I looked at my bandage wrist which seemed to only get worse.

“Help me,” I yelled again, my eyes full with tears. My imagination ran wild as I thought of the possible worst that happened to me. Death? What does this person want from me? What was going to happen to me?

My heart was filled with agony, I felt the stink of fear on my lower abdomen when the door creaked open.

It made this noise, as a person with an all-black outfit walked in. It was the man from earlier on, the one from the charity events. The stranger who made me feel uneasy. He walked to me silently, and squatted in front of me, letting our gaze meet, noticing his ocean eyes of his, and his packed hair like at the ball.

“Hey kitten,” he said and turned his head looking at him as I wondered what expression he had on his face. What exactly was he thinking? And who he was?

“Please, let me go,” I said to him in a clear tone. No tears were dropping down my cheeks anymore. My assumption was that he asked for money and let me go immediately after he got the money, but little did I know how wrong I was…

“I’m thinking about that,” I could feel him smile through the mask by the way he said it and that crept me out.

“I know you just want money and I will give you any amount you want. Just name your price,” I told him truthfully, trying not to come off as being braggy.

“I see you are beginning to have the Reigns attribute West in you,” he said in a cold tone, and I sighed confused by what he meant.

“Great you do know who I am. So how much do you need?” I asked again…

“I don’t need your money kitten,” it was his turn to be a bragger.

“Then what do you want?” I glared at him,

“Tough. Difficult,” he paused and pushed my hair away from my eyes and I shook my head trying to do away with his hands.

“My specialty,” he chuckled dryly

“What do you want ?” I asked again with a tough tone.

“Do you love your husband?” He asked me to look at him briefly wondering what that had to do with anything; but with how his eyes had changed from those ocean blue eyes to one that gave a new persona, I knew better than to keep his response waiting.

“Yes, I do,”

“Good,” he responded in a monotone, he stood on his feet and went ahead to sit on the bed which made a little creak sound, as he turned around my chair and pulled me around, making our kneecap touch…

“Then you should be able to pay for his sins,” he said and I was quiet thinking who was this insane person

“What sins?” I literally laughed thinking about what games this person was playing…

“A story you would be knowing soon,” he rubbed my thighs and fixed his gaze on me while we started that way briefly.

“If you have a problem with Christian, then fix it with him, and don’t drag me to it,” I practically spat out.

“Yeah I thought about that, but it’s not fun,” he shook his head and laughed evilly and I could only assume I made him angry…Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I need him to feel his heart being ripped out apart. I need him to feel the agony and heartbreak he made me feel when he betrayed me,” he said quietly and calmer, but in a salty way.

“And how does that connect with me?” I said to him…

“Because you are his world kitten. He’s life and I’m going to destroy that,” he brought his face closer to mine and said to my face.

“So you’re going to kill me?” I laughed like a maniac…

“Oh please do. Do the honor, pull the trigger on me,” I went on unfazed by him…

“Even more exciting, send the bullet into my fucking brains if that would make you happy if that would count as your revenge,”

“Because I don’t care and would love to die right now,” I spat out in anger, and his eyes glistened watching me display. Truth be told, I care for my baby girl –Riley, Christian, and every amazing person around me…

“No kitten, that would be way too easy,” he shook his head and made a clicking sound with his tongue.

“I’m going to make sure that when Christian looks at you, all he feels is pain, misery, and heartbreak. I’m going to make him go through every phase I went through,” his words were rogue, his voice was rigid, and the manner he said those words left this tingling sensation of fear around my neck. The look he had in his eyes was that of hatred mixed with anger, and it shows that he meant every single word he said.

“Why? What has he done?” I said in a shaky voice. But he clapped his hands and the door made its sounds, even a girl with a tray walked in.

“Eat kitten. Cause you need all the strength to pay for your crime,” he walked to the door, after instructing the maid to feed me..

“What have Christians done to you?” I thought and shuddered, looking at him terrified…