Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

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“Oh shit. I’m so tired,” she groaned and stretched her body. She closed her laptop and walked downstairs to grab herself an energy booster cause she still had a lot to do. She opened the fridge and was about to get herself the drink when her doorbell rang.

“That’s weird. Who’s at my door by seven?” She stood for a minute hoping it was a mistake when the doorbell rang again Making her a bit resistant and confused.

Seven is still an early time but for Maliah who’s an insider on most occasions. This seems like an unfit time to be at her house.

“Hold up,” she walked through the hallway and got to her front door, and looked through the peephole noticing it was Edward standing there leaving her stunned.

“Maliah?” He called now knocking on the door instead of using the doorbell, and she immediately opened up, giving best for him to walk in.

“How did you get my address?” She was still questioning when he shut her up with a kiss, sucking her lips and letting the bouquet of flowers he had brought fall off his hands.

“Edward,” she called out and reciprocated the kiss, pushing the door shut and grabbing his tuxedo while sucking his lips with the same intensity as his.

“You are mine,” he pushed her to the wall, his hands on her neck, choking her and stopping her airflow, as her face was squeezed and turned red immediately, while her hand held his trying to push his hands away from her.

“You belong to me Maliah,” he pulled away and kissed her briefly, his hands trailing from her neck down to her stomach until he got into her panties, moving in slowly.

He kissed her all over her cheeks in such an aggressive manner, as one hand was in her panties, the other held her neck in as used his lips to devour her, while Maliah closed her eyes and caught her breath at intervals. He bit her neck and her ears, numbing on her neck while moving down to her boobs and biting her nipple against the fabrics of the crop top she had on.

“Fuck,” she cursed, as get hand slowly found its way to his shirt, she dragged the sleeve shirt until the button turned away giving her access to his body. He brought his lips back to her, his hands around her neck gently pulling her closer to him while he kissed her with such ferociousness. Her fingers dug into his body and she could swear she hurt him, while her other hand found its way to his hair pulling it backward and biting his lips as she was devoted to that kiss.

He pulled her hair and kissed her roughly, biting her lower lips till he felt the iron taste of blood hit his tongue making him pull away from her lips, and let go of her hair. He was about to take his hands off her when she held it, stopping him from pulling away.

“Don’t stop?” She said and moved his hands further until he could feel her wetness making him smirk.

“Beg me,” he pulled his hands away slowly, his gaze fixed on hers.

“Please,” she mouthed slowly.

“Beg me to fuck you,” he smirked and lifted her chin so that she would stare directly at him.

“Please fuck me,” he slid his hands further, and rubbed her vagina, teasing her for a minute like he was about to get into it and actually fuck her, but only for him to pull away.

“Not today baby,” he whispered in her ears…

“Have this,” he smoothly picked up the bouquet and handed it to her while he held her hand and directed her upstairs like he knew the directions around her house.

“Come on. I wanna teach you how to pray,” he bit his lips and said to the reluctant Maliah who after hearing him say pulled her hands away leaving him to burst into hysterical laughter.

“What?”

“Come on, love. Let’s go,” he brought out his hands to her, but she eyed him and moved away, leaving his hands, while he chuckled and rubbed his jaw staring at her ass as she led the way.

“Pretty butt,” he thought to himself and released a deep breath as if controlling himself from doing something else…

“Huh? What are you doing?” She said immediately he tried to get into her room with her, but instead of responding to get, he pushed the door lightly and walked him uninvited, and sat in the bed, staring at the room.

“Errm rude?” She pointed out, folding her hands while she stared at him with a glare.

“I’m not your cute boyfriend, trying to impress you, love. I’m the man who already has you,” he said with such authority that his words gave her chills.

“Well, you don’t own me?” Maliah turned her head sideways and said to him with a pissed tone while he laughed and pulled her closer to himself, causing her to hand on his thighs, as he brought his face closer like he was about to kiss her.

“But your body says otherwise, Amore,” he whispered in her ears with a tipsy voice. She felt this tingling sensation around her stomach, making her push him to the bed as she quickly got off his body.

“Firstly, how did you get here?”

“And secondly, what do you want? Cause I have an event to be at,” she stood in Akimbo staring at him, but he didn’t pay any attention or respond to any of her questions.

All he did was lay there and ogle over her. He looked at her with lust like she was a meal he desperately wanted to devour.

“I could drop you off, ” he suggested sweetly, knowing very well she lied and clearly had no event for today.

“There wouldn’t be a need for that. I can drive myself or even use an Uber. No need to go through the hassle,” she said sweetly at him while arranging her table and turning off her laptop.

“Well good. I guess I’ll just make myself at home then,” he smiled and took off his shoes getting comfortable which made her curse under her breath.

“Edward!! You need to leave now,” she tried to smile.

“While I came all the way to see you,” he said in a baby voice.

“Really?” She responded in an unbelievable tone.

“No. But I came here from a meeting because you decided to go against me,” he said truthfully, while she chuckled.

“You mean my innocent post,” she teased him and moved to the bed where he was, while he rolled his eyes.

“Where’s your phone?” He asked her instead and she looked at him confused.

“Trying to take down the post?” She looked at him quizzically…

“No, just trust me?” He said and she reluctantly brought out her phone and handed it over to him.

“The flowers,” she looked at him and she stood up, grabbed the flowers from the dressing bed, and handed it over to him. She unlocked her phone and handed it over to him.

He pulled her to the bed, and dropped the flowers, while he brought out a box of silver necklaces from his pocket which he handed over to Maliah who looked stunned at it.

“E. P?” She asked, wondering what it meant.

“That’s my initials, I want you to wear it,” he said softly and she looked at him stupefied.

“What? Edward but that’s too much,” she nervously pushed it back to him.

“Please,” for the first time, she heard him say. It came off in a hard time but Maliah could feel the sincerity in it.

“Just wear it, it doesn’t have to mean anything to you,” he rushed to say and she swallowed a lump before turning around and helping her wear it.

“Thank you,” she said calmly, staring at the genuine smile on his face.

“You look like heaven,” he said and pointed the camera at her neck, taking a photo of it. While she blushed.

“Is that what this is about a photo,” she smiled brightly, trying hard to hide her blush.

“Your hands,” he said instead, so invested in what he was about to do.

She gave it to him, and he held it while he positioned them close to the flowers and took another photo.

“What is going on?” She asked, stunned…

“Is this Edward’s photo personality?” She joked, but he was already on her instead and had selected the two photos and posted them with the captions ” He owns me,” he posted and sighed.

“Done, you can send me the photos,” he handed her phone and smiled brightly, while she looked at him weirdly.

“What did you do?” She went through her phone but he already swiped off the notification.

“Edward,” she called and glared at him when she got an instant notification, about someone liking her post from seconds again.

She looked at her phone, and then back at him taking off his clothes.

“What did you do? And what are you doing?” She asked simultaneously, while quickly tapping on the notification, and gasped at what she saw…

“You did not,” she got off the bed angrily, while he took off his sleeve shirt and folded it carefully on the bed when she Marched at him.

“But I did,” he responded when she used all her strength and pushed him to the wall. This time she placed all her weight and strength on him, making it hard for him to move or breathe, while he stared at her proudly.

“Feisty. I’ll be lying if I say I don’t want to fuck you right now,” he brought his mouth closed to her, but she turned her face away when she noticed a tattoo on the right side of his chest.

“Amore,” she read out and pulled away, staring at it unable to say a word.

“Is that a?”

“I’m seeing things right,” she almost fumbled but he caught her while she pulled from him standing on her own and pointing at the tattoo astonished…

“You got a tattoo of Amore?” she asked.

“Yes I did, love”

“I belong to you, just as much as you belong to me,” Edward walked towards her while she took two steps backward and fell on the bed looking stupefied…

No one needed to tell her who it was for. Amore was obviously the name he loved to call her, but right now she didn’t understand what it meant…Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“What does this mean?” She thought to herself still staring at him….