PREGNANT FOR THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE.
Point
skyline that seemed to stretch on forever. I'd never seen anything so luxurious, and I took a moment to absorb it all.
ady heading to the sleek
ething about Dante-his confidence, his magnetic presence-that left
split second, sending a thrill through me. We clinked glasses, and I took a cautious
ked, the question slipping o
low sip of his drink. "De
orward I sounded. "You know.
intense and unreadable. "
le to resist the pull. The taste of whiskey still lingered on his lips as he kissed me, deep
-
. My head throbbed, and as I blinked into consciousness, I realized I was in an unfamiliar, luxuriously furni
, I fumbled around, finally finding it on the nig
ust what
voice barely a
ice crackled with impatience, her tone sharp
." I sat up, holding my head as the ro
napped. "You're not pa
a sigh, my mind racing as I threw off t
chair. I dressed as quickly as my pounding head would allow, half-expecting Da
hich led to the penthouse's living room. I stopped short when I spotted a t
eadable. "I'm Josh, head of Mr. Fontanelle's secu
chest cut off my words. "Oh, um, thank you, but... I'l
didn't press. "As you wish, Mis
d feel the eyes of the guards on me as I pressed the button, waiting anxiously for t
ned. One minute I was at a bachelorette party, and no
-
d I could practically feel Mrs. Sybil's glare burning through the wall
a appeared beside my desk, grinning like a Ch
th a wave. "Not now, Lisa. I fee
ed. "Oh, come on. I saw you leave w
my cheeks betrayed me, heating up under her scrutiny.
er arms. "Uh-huh. Sure,
to my computer screen, desperate to distract myself.
But girl, you owe me details
d me, Lisa was my closest friend here, and I couldn't deny that part of
ough the office. Lisa and I both froze, looking
whispered, panic start
d the room, sending everyone into a frenzy. We dropped to
iding into the office with guns drawn. They moved with terrifying purpose, thei
ng for Pixie
rn toward me, and my heart nearly stopped. I pressed myself against the f
n, I knew-th
were he