Pregnant With The Ruthless CEO's Heir

ettos sank into the plush carpet, silencing her approach. Just as the woman lifted he

into the w

forward, her arms flailing. The silver tray tipped danger

s of the tray, stabilizing it a split secon

around, her face twisted in fury. "W

Cora stepped into her persona

y a breath against the woman's ear. "White. Fast-di

ally around the stairwell. She opened her mouth to deny it, but Cor

tray and walk out the front door right now. Or I scream for security, and I le

ook violently as she released the tray. She didn't say a word. She turned

he stale air fill her lungs. She adjusted the straps of her red dress, pasted a fla

ght toward the s

pping the lid open and shut. When he saw the red silk and the long dark hair, he s

ean, dark and freezing. They locked onto Cora, stripping her down, analyzing her as

gracefully set the tray down. She picked up the untainted glas

cleavage. "Well, hello. Did they upgrade the

etely. She didn't even

r head and me

. Waiting. He knew

-the one with the powder. She held Jace's gaze, h

ed her head ba

y trail down her throat. A single drop escaped the corner of her mouth, tra

d, his fingers curling slightly inward. His eyes darkened,

clack echoed over the jazz music. She gave Jace a slow, hea

d. A sudden, violent wave of heat bloomed in her stomac

he table, her hips swaying, heading toward the private VIP suites at the bac

ategy. She's practically throwing herself

slight tremor in her hand as she slammed the glass down. It wasn't the confidence of a se

thless, untouchable friend button his suit jacket

The room was pitch black and silent. She leaned against the back of the door, her chest heavin

in the hall. He

he room. His massive frame blocked the light from the hallway. He r

You're pathetic," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Drugging yo

knees, her legs finally giving out. She reached up with tremblin

eflex born of paranoia and disgust. But as hi

skin was radiating an un

ed with a desperate, feverish haze. She looked up at the m

her voice a broken rasp, her eyes burning with a defi

city. He didn't just see a broken woman; he saw a wild thing daring to claim a piece of his throne. He cursed under his breath. He bent