Apologies, Mr Playboy. I'm Pregnant.

's touch-his fingers, his words, the way he had stripped her bare and left her tr

e should have done so. Now he thinks he has so

Her cheeks flushed, and she bit her lower lip. A tingle rose in her stomach,

he hormones,"

e hormones. Pierce Landon was, and is, a very

e had to stay away from him. Keep him at arm's length and make sure such a wet

e door jolted her o

A maid's voice

e croaked, he

fast. The General requests you

ed around the sheets. Bre

invited to dine outside her room since her arrival. Was

shortly," she said, forc

d, leaving Camille alone

le washed her face, got dressed, and in the next few minutes, sh

the dining hall. The General sat at the head of the

hold, her fingers nervously sm

aid, his voice cutting t

ation. It wa

plate with eggs, fruit, and toast. The food looked exquisite, but her appetite had vanished. Spend

r room. Eating with the General did not exactly feel warm. She f

e General

d out nervously for her cutlery,

ry against the plates. The General ate methodicall

h

Pierce Landon voiced, strolling into the dini

General said, unfazed by the s

placed a hand on Camille's thigh. "I

e hormones were starting to kick in. His dark hair slightly tousled, his shirt unbuttoned just e

sharply, t

d see straight through her. "

e-to run as far away as she could-Pierce held he

spered, his breath hot on her neck. "Y

tead, she held her fo

n, as if the tension didn't exist, he took a sip of his

s breath

st exceptionally good at playing one." He lifted his teacup in a mock toast before

ur sake, I hope the baby is truly min

doctor will be here by dawn, so be ready." With t

e baby mess sorted out, so she could carry on w

at Pierce Landon's threat might not

*

EEKS

g had been

al's unreadable stares, and of Camille lying awake at night, wond

d

m all in the living room, a

sual, but his knuckles were white where they gripped the a

DNA test was already proof to him that whatever

ed around herself, her heart pounding s

ith a letter opener-he unfolded the DNA test re

r as Pierce and Camill

h

You are the f

een afraid, a series of questions tugging on her mind. What if something had gone

k, feeling grateful

r eyes slowly glanced at Pierce Landon, w

rose from the pit of her stomach, and with every seco

raging with anger. Something inside him

no way to go against his father; every

had sworn to on his mother's grave never grant the one thin

wished for an heir. And he

han Camille Owens. A woman who stepped into his life a

pointing his fing

ed; the fear she had

launched himself at her

to her collarbones, shoving her hard into the sofa. The impact k

ands found

l kill you!! I will kill you!!! Fucking die!!!" He screa

ng, squeezing- not like a man strangling h

t his wrists, her mouth g

a

a

rom hers, his breath hot and r

snarled, his voice gruff

this while, watching with keen intere

he General's words weren't

ip tig

er body jerked, her heels kic

hell's gate opening up for her.

h

NOW!" the Genera

the gates of

it seemed impossible-his fingers held fast, clinging to her

h

rip b

lungs. She collapsed for

nst the guards, his chest heavin

cause you are in hell, Camille. And neither you nor that bastard

er neck-and the wound that had formed there was proof

rieked maniacally, as the guards d