Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

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The next morning came in quickly, just like Mandy had prayed for. She slowly got off the bed, trying not to wake up her husband as she got ready to get back to her life. And by that I mean work. That was the only part of her life that still felt like she had control over it.. it felt normal and it was a whole lot of space all to her without anybody’s interference.

She quickly got into the shower, took her bath, did her skincare, and got dressed. She smiled to herself, placing her gadgets in her bag. She looked at Chris who was soundly asleep, and took out a sticking note stating she didn’t want to wake him up, so she left for work already.

“Good morning ma’am,” the maids who were already on duty greeted her. She smiled at them and helped herself with a cup of warm tea, before going out of the house. She looked at the time and it was just a few minutes after eight.

“Would you like me to drop you off, Mrs. Christian ?” she looked at the driver, who stood beside the car, and asked.

“Can you take me to my office?” She inquired, and he nodded with a smile. She smiled back and got into the car, going through her iPad and she looked at the stats and reports she received since her unavailability. Everything seemed to be going great, and to her surprise, she kept getting more offers from companies that wanted to partner with her.

“We are here ma’am,” he called her attention, and she stepped out, looking at the building like it was brand new. But the thrills from knowing it was hers and the freedom she got from this place were all the deja Vu she needed.

“Do I wait for you, ma’am?” He asked and she looked confused…

“I was appointed your personal driver by Sir Christian,” he responded and she smiled at him…

“I’ll love it if you could,” she smiled at him, while he nodded…

Whispers and mumbling echo through the room. She walked in gracefully as after and one would say she carried the aura of a woman married to the Reigns family.

“Good morning ma’am,” they greeted, bowing their heads and quickly got out of her way while she got on the elevator. The proud smirk did not leave her lips, noticing how they all trembled due to her presence. She got off the elevator and walked to the block of her office noticing the smell of that fragrance belonging to someone she did pretend not to like.

“Camille,” she called out, while Camille quickly rushed to her feet to welcome her.

“Good morning ma’am and double congratulations,” Camilla said and immediately clapped her hands. Shock, she turned around to notice everyone clapping their hands at her…

“Here,” Camille presented a bouquet of flowers from Camille and she looked surprised.

“What’s this about? And when did you return?” Mandy asked, confused and happy at the same time, to see her.

“Mr. Rogers. Your father. Made the announcement concerning the handover to you, and this is us congratulating you for the promotion and on your married life,” she smiled while Mandy chuckled, thanking them all sweetly…

“Thank you all so much,” she smiled and walked to her office, while Camille followed her to take notes.

“So how’s the baby? Are you sure you should be back?” She asked Lovely, and Camille responded sweetly.

“So what’s on my schedule today?” She asked energetically.

“Nothing,” she stammered in response

“What do you mean by nothing?”

“Your dad informed us that you might not show up today,” she explained nervously.

“Well because of your honeymoon, and he said you should sign the handover documents,” she pushed it out to her, while Mandy stood there confused…

“What honeymoon? I wasn’t informed about that,” she thought, quickly going through the handover documents, before signing it.

“So what honeymoon were you talking about?” With the confusion in her eyes, one would mistake Mandy for a girl who didn’t know any romance at all or had no knowledge about what a honeymoon is.

“It’s a trip for the newly wedded to spend ..”

“I know what that is,” she yelled and Camille sighed, rubbing her forehead…

“But why would?” She was talking when she heard noises coming from outside her office.

“What’s going on?” She asked, and quickly grabbed the knob of the door, opening it widely only to find Christian at the door, with a drink which had wife written on it, and a small bouquet of roses.

“Would you all get to work,” she said in a half-yelled tone, and everyone went back to their desks.

“What are you doing?” She looked at him with a visible blush on her cheeks.

“To see you and steal you away for our honeymoon,” he smiled and walked inside while Camille smiled and left her office, shutting the door tightly…

“This is for you,” he gave her the flower, she sniffed it and smiled at him, before getting an empty vase and putting it carefully into it.

“And this is for you,” he gave her the drink, and she mouthed a thank you before receiving it…

“My pretty wife,” she read out, giving him a stare while he scratched the back of his neck.

“Well thank you, husband,” she took a sip and poured water from the jug into the vase.

“This is so sweet, thank you, Christian,” she smiled at him, while he pulled her gently to sit on the sofa in her office with him…

“Our parents insist that we go for our honeymoon. Before you say anything I explained to them that we didn’t need one, but they insisted,”

“Why?”

“Why? I’m confused,” he spoke…

“Why would you say no? Is our whole relationship not deserving of a honeymoon? Is it because it is fake to you?” She lashed out in an angry tone.

“No. No. I didn’t know you would buy the idea, I do want to go on a honeymoon with you, and you deserve it of course,” he rushed his words, explaining to her nervously

“Relax, I’m just playing around with you,” she laughed at how overworked he had become.

“Shit, you got me,” he said in relief while she smiled…Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yeah. But you said something about wanting to do this with me, You are in love with me aren’t you,” she gasped looking at him with wide eyes.

“Oh my gosh,” she added, staring at him stunned.

“No I’m not,” he made a disgusted face while she glared.

“So you are not in love with me, at all” he nods.

“Even a little portion of your heart does not beat for me?” She asked and he shook his head.

“Absolutely not,” he said while she rose to her feet and started to organize her things.

“Oh well, I wanted to kiss you if you were. What a shame,” she grabbed her bag and walked straight to the door…

“What did you say?” He rushed to her.

“Nothing,” she responded as they walked to the elevator together…

“Did you say kiss me,” he whispered as they got into the elevator but she shook her head without uttering a word.

“Mandy,” he half yelled…

“What,” she said in the same tone

“Don’t mess with me like that,” he responds

“Well you said you didn’t like me,” she walked out from the elevator heading from the car.

“I didn’t say that,”

“But you did, at every interval,”

“Like and love are two different things,” he defended…

“Oh yeah?” She scoffed and got to the parking lots.

“So you’re saying you like me, but not love me?” She inquired.

“Well,” he stammered as she walked to her driver, who already opened the door for her.

“Where are you going?”

“Into my ride,” she responded, caring less about him following her behind, but having fun getting on his toes like this.

“Get into my car,”

“No,”

“Get into my car Mandy,” he half yelled. She halted, turned to look at him, and continued to walk there when Christian suddenly rushed to her front. He jammed the door shut and grabbed her hands pulling her with me.

“Go home,” she said to the driver, still pulling Mandy with him.

“Let me go. Where are you taking me?” She yelled at him but he said nothing and kept walking…

“I’m going to scream so loud,” she threatened

“Well you better start now,” he responded and she scoffed in disbelief.

“Let me go, Christian,” she yelled, but he dragged her towards his car, opened the door for her and when she was hesitant to get in, he forced her inside and shut the door.

“What the hell was that for?” She screamed the moment he got into the car, but he didn’t say anything and kept driving away.

“Christian,” she called out his name pissed and angry, but instead he increased his speed driving really fast…”Christian, fucking stop this car,” she yelled at him, hitting his shoulder as hard as she could. But as you could tell it barely made much of an impact on him.

He stayed focused on the steering wheels, eyes on the road as he felt agitated. He couldn’t understand why, but he felt this rush of adrenaline rushing through his veins.

“If you don’t stop right now, I’m going to,” she was saying when he instantly pressed on the brake and halted. He’s head in the sterling and when he looked beside him, he saw Mandy glaring hard at him, as she got off the seat belt trying to open the door, when he locked it from his end.

“Oh fuck you,” she gave him the middle fingers, but he didn’t flinch and kept staring at her.

“Open this door,” she said now in a lighter tone, but she noticed he paid deaf ears to her. She hissed and moved closer to him, trying to press the button to unlock the door when he jammed his lips into hers.

Time paused, and Mandy fell back to her seat looking at him dumbfounded. She couldn’t comprehend why that happened, but she could hear her heart beating loudly like it was going to jump out of her. Chris looked shocked as well, as he didn’t know when he made the move to kiss her. He stared at her waiting for her to do something but say something but she was too fazed to say a word to him.

“Fuck it,” he said and turned to her, placing his lips on her and taking her in another shock as he sucked on her lips. She opened her eyes in shock, before slowly giving into it. As they tasted each other. She moaned out, enjoying every bit of it, while her hands grazed his back while pulling him further to herself feeling butterflies in her stomach…