Alpha's Runaway Bride Publicly, she is the personal secretary of the company's alpha. In private, she is his secret wife, a marriage never officially recognized. When she discovers that she is pregnant, Sophie is filled with joy. But this joy quickly turns into worry when her husband, Alex, reconnects with his first love. Devastated but determined, she makes the difficult decision to leave him to regain her freedom. Months later, they meet again by chance, and Alex immediately notices Sophie's rounded belly. "Whose child is this?" » he asks her, surprised and hurt. Sophie retorts with a mocking smile: "That doesn't concern you, my dear ex-husband! » ---
Chapter 1 Chapitre 1
Chapter 1
Every morning, Sophie adjusted her suit in front of the mirror in the entrance to her small apartment, checking that everything was impeccable. For years, she had tried to blend into the background, perfectly playing the role of the exemplary secretary. In the office, she was just another employee in the shadow of the great Alex, one face among many others in the vastness of the company. But beyond closed doors, far from prying eyes, she was much more than that.
She still remembered their first meeting. Alex, the imperious and intimidating leader, had scrutinized her with this disarming intensity that she would recognize among thousands. It was as if he had seen through her, beyond her role as secretary. Shortly after, their paths crossed much more intimately, and the game of appearances took an unexpected turn. She had secretly become his wife. Not with papers, nor official promises, but through a subtle bond, anchored in their shared nights and their knowing glances. A connection that no one knew.
The ringing of her phone brought her out of her thoughts. "Sophie? » Alex's voice, calm and composed, rang out on the other end of the line, bringing with it that familiar thrill. "Are you on your way? »
"Yes, I'm leaving right away," she replied, a hint of warmth in her voice.
They had an important meeting that morning, one where she knew he would require her presence, not only for her professional efficiency but also for the reassuring closeness she brought him. She walked through the door of her apartment, her head already filled with a thousand thoughts. But that morning, a strange feeling accompanied him. A feeling of discomfort rising within her, without her being able to define it precisely.
She arrived at the office, and as usual, she walked through the company doors, erasing all signs of personal emotion. Her face was that of the calm and controlled secretary, the one Alex could count on. She spent a few minutes organizing the day's documents, before joining Alex in his office. There, under the dim lighting, he stood, elegant in his suit, his gaze already focused on the figures and reports.
He looked up as soon as she entered, and a slight, almost imperceptible smile softened his face. "Hello, Sophie. » This simple exchange of words, however innocuous in the eyes of all, contained a complicity which went beyond the formalism of their professional relationship.
She handed him the documents in silence, observing every feature of his face, as if to capture a trace of what they were to each other, in private. Yet nothing in his attitude revealed the slightest intimacy. He was the alpha of the company, distant and controlled, while she was only the secretary, self-effacing but indispensable.
The day went by without a hitch, but Sophie felt a wave of fatigue invade her more and more. Intermittent nausea took her breath away, and she laughed several times at having to sit down to regain her composure. She tried to push the feelings away, trying to stay focused on her work. It was only at the end of the day that an idea bordering on the impossible crossed his mind. Was it possible that she was...pregnant?
Her heart began to beat faster, and she hurried to leave the office. In the privacy of her apartment, alone, she began to face this dizzying hypothesis. She counted the days, listed recent memories, analyzed the signs. Everything seemed to confirm what she both feared and hoped for. She ends up going out to buy a pregnancy test, trembling with uncertainty.
Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, she observed the result with a sort of fascination mixed with fear. Two lines appeared, clear and sharp. A confirmation that changed everything. She put down the test, her mind flooded with questions. What would Alex say when he heard this news? Could their relationship, as secret and ambiguous as it may be, survive such upheaval?
His heart wavered between deep happiness and overwhelming fear. She put her hand to her stomach, already imagining the life growing inside her. It was no longer about work, appearances, or power games. It was a raw reality, which was beyond her. Still, she knew she had to talk to Alex about it. But how to approach such an intimate subject, in such a complicated context?
The next day, she decided to pluck up her courage. She entered Alex's office, as she did every morning. This time, however, something in his attitude betrayed an inner turmoil. Alex noticed instantly, narrowing his eyes with that characteristic intensity. "Is everything okay, Sophie? he asked, his voice laced with unusual attention.
She hesitated, searching for words. "Alex... We need to talk. »
He looked at her in surprise, then nodded, motioning for her to sit down. She took a deep breath, feeling her heart racing. "There's something I need to tell you...something important." »
For a moment, she lost her words, trying to figure out how to express this news without upsetting the fragile balance of their relationship. But she pulled herself together, placing her hand on her stomach in an instinctive gesture. "Alex, I'm pregnant. »
A heavy silence fell in the office. Alex remained frozen, his eyes fixed on hers, as if trying to understand the significance of what she had just said. Slowly, he stood up, his gaze softening, although still tinged with a certain disbelief. "Are you...sure?" »
She nodded, her eyes sparkling with a thousand conflicting emotions. He stepped forward, hesitant, then placed his hand on hers, the one that still rested on her stomach. "Sophie... I didn't expect that. » His voice, usually so confident, this time betrayed a vulnerability that she didn't know he had.
They remained like that, silent, each absorbed by the immensity of the situation. For the first time, their roles seemed to fade away, revealing the man and the woman, with their doubts, their fears, and above all, this unconfessed love which linked them more deeply than any contract.
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