Revenge Got Me Pregnant: My Alpha Boss's Baby

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ne man's eyes alone. The dress itself was pure temptation, its silk caressing my skin while delicate straps framed my collarbones before diving into a neckline designed to drive him wild.

-year an

t waiting. Four year

ou're absolutely certain." I'd lived by those words with the devotion of a saint, waiting for Ethan to be ready-for his caree

supposed to

tied with white ribbon and lifted the custom cake from its box. "Forever S

ternity, each floor bringing me closer to what I th

pped into what should

alked straig

. Then I saw them: Emma, my stepsister, was arched on all fours across his

s stepsister ever make

glazed with lust. "That prude? Couldn't even get

ough my veins, incinerating every o

spised Emma. Her mother was the homewrecker who'd ripped my family apart, st

ctured into a million tiny, irreparable pieces. The cake slipped from nerveless fing

re venom as she turned to look at me ove

h shock, guilt, and something that looked

scraped from my throat lik

to know what I'm doing." Her eyes raked over me with cruel amusement. "Thou

han started, but

hair behind her ear with practiced seduction. "Your littl

es" and "when you're ready" and "I love how pure you are." Four

anted to wait t

. "I did think I wanted that. But Claire, we're not teenagers

like a whip. "Don't you

It's just... exhausting. Do you know how hard it is for a man to pretend he'

and violent eru

ht-was in my hands before conscious thought kicked in. It connected wi

Christ,

ained of the cake, my movements powered

cream hit her face was the most

she screamed, clawing

te the earthquake in my chest. "Four years of lovin

in-" Ethan stepped toward me,

d the door, designer heels crunchi

e from her cheek. "Maybe now he can be with a r

gid. "You know what? " I said, my voice dangerously quiet. "You

résumé, the meals I'd skipped to cover his rent when he lost his job, the gen

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ind me with the fina

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s, and pouring doubles without judgment. I'd never been much o

nd eyes and the weathered face of som

, throwing back my secon

hen I no

the lights, highlighting a jawline that looked carved from marble. His eyes, the color of a winter sky, were fixed on nothing in par

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ty to care about consequences. I slid off my stool and walked

seat t

d, and for a fleeting momen

e, refined but rough around the edges. "A

laughed. "Only if yo

o the empty stool with long,

another drink. "My boyfriend of four years is app

pid enough to betray loyalty like that

oice made my throat ti

ce like he was committing

Claire

id, raising his glass in a sub

rofile in the dim light. There was something almost ethereal about

d suddenly, the words tumbling

d on his glass.

I know exactly wh

s now. "Because I'm not the kind of man you take h

on't want to feel better. I

n one gulp and stood, p

r's ou

sleek black Mercedes with his hand warm against my lower back. But as w

light caug

glo

a trick of alcohol - but a faint,

eat, the wor

you?" I

a murmur against the night. "You'