Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Mandy

“You are going to love Edward,” Mrs. Reigns smiled brightly, and right now it made me even more nervous to meet this person. From the looks of it, whoever this person has definitely had a very good relationship with the reigns and that oy meant one thing.”I put on my best behavior,”

“And you take care of Christian as well. He might not show it, but I feel he’s scared about the whole change,” she sounded so motherly and it made me wonder if I’ll ever receive such from my family.

“I will” I responded, she smiled and left the room, while I continued packing. I was a bit confused as to what to get, So I grabbed my credit card just in case I needed anything urgently there.

“Can I come in,” Mom poked her head in my room already before asking, and my countenance instantly changed. “Sure thing,” I said in a monotone, while she pushed the door wider and walked in.

“You have a beautiful room,” she said immediately, taking into account the interior of the room.

“Not for long, ’cause I’ll be moving in with Christian,” I said painfully, but she smiled.

“You mean your husband, yes” she added and sat on my bed, I looked over at her and moved my eyes away getting back to what I was doing.

“I know you wouldn’t take my words for it, but believe me when I say. You and Christian have something special. Don’t not lose that because you hate us, or because of the anger you feel,” I could feel. her smile, but I said nothing but pretend to pay attention to my packing.

“Just open your heart to it, and go with the flow. Use this trip to get to know him for the better and maybe then you might just find happiness,” she stood on her feet and chuckled softly before turning to the door.

“Have a wonderful trip darling,” she whispered and closed the door, while I fell flat on the floor regretting not responding to any of her talks.

**

“So what do you want to do during our 5-hour trip,” Chris asked as we got into his private jet.

“You know for someone who is rich, my jet is way bigger than yours,” I said proudly, while he smiled in a somewhat agreeable way.

“Then I would like to have another trip with you on your jet,” he smiled looking at me, while I turned my head shyly, hiding the blush on my cheeks.

“Mandy,” he called and touched my shoulder, while I shook my head facing the other direction.

“Mandy,” he called again…Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Leave me alone Christian,” I took a seat far from him, as I grabbed my bottle of water from my tote bag still facing the opposite direction.

“You didn’t answer my question,” he said, taking the next seat beside me, and I could tell he did that purposely.

“What was it again,” I turned to stare at him, now taking another sip while he smiled at me.

“I was thinking about what we will do during our trip, then I thought about getting to know each other,” he responded, as the jet was already in the air.

“Okay, I don’t think that’s a really good idea, considering,” I was still saying when I heard mom voice in my head.

“Oh yeah,” his sudden excited mood changed, making me feel guilty.

“What wrong did the man do Mandy? He just wants to know you, there’s no harm in it. Go on with the flow,” the tiny voice in my head said and I breathed out in agreement.

“You know what, maybe we should do that,” I said excitedly, and I could see the gleam of joy in his eyes and how it radiated on his face.

“So what’s your favorite city,” I smiled at him.

“I have barely traveled that much, but I’ll say Paris,”

“Same choice here,” I smiled.

“Okay, you ask then,” I told him, while he navigated his eyes towards me.

“Favorite person?” I chuckled, smiling…

“Would be my grandpa, he was so thoughtful and believed in me. But now it’s my Mom,” I smiled tightly…

“Favorite number,”

“3. Favorite day”

“Monday” and he burst into laughter.

“You’re kidding right,” I shook my head in disapproval. “Every normal person would say the weekend or Friday and you chose Monday,” he stated.

“Yes, that’s because Monday had this flow that just makes you responsible, it kind of reminds you that the world is moving on and you gotta get up and do the same. Ain’t no time for rest,” he smiled nodding his head in agreement.

“You do skincare? Cause I like my man glowing,” I smiled.

“Yes, I do. Gym?” He furrowed his eyebrows at her.

“Definitely,” he smiled at my response when the steward walked in with a bottle of champagne and glasses.

“Thank you,” I smiled back at him, while I noticed a hint of blush on his face. I looked back at Chris, to see him giving the steward a somewhat pissed look.

“You look pleasant,” I took a sip of the champagne. “What’s your name,” I stared at the steward, smacking my lips when I felt Christian gaze on me.

“It’s Alto,” he smiled brightly.

“Nice to meet you, Alto,” I said while he bowed his head and left.

“Your steward is sweet,” I turned to Christian, who seemed displeased.

“Really! Then I’ll get a female one,” he jokes while we both laugh.

“Back to the question,” I shook my glass, turning completely to stare at him, as I rested my head.

“Your favorite color?”

“The one you had on,” I smiled looking at the red dress I wore.

“Favorite person?” I scrutinized my gaze at him.

“You,” he smiled and I almost choked on my drink…

“Favorite place to be?”

“Beside you,” he smiled and I chuckled.

“Nice one Mr.” I rolled my eyes and took my face away.

“Did I pass?” He said smiling

“Barely,” I laughed as we both rested our heads on our seats…

“I’ll do better next time,”

“You mean sweep me off my feet?” I asked and he nodded, making me bite my lips…

***

I got out of the car, and grabbed his hands while I stared at the mansion in front of me. Damn, this place was big, possibly bigger than the Reigns Mansion but I couldn’t tell. We got into the hallways and were welcomed in by a group of maids who arranged themselves to wait for our arrival.

The older lady who seems to be the head of them, steps forward and offers to direct us to our room. I looked around the place, the stairs, the railings, and the interior of this place were so beautiful.

“It’s like a palace right?”Chris noticed how much I gushed over the place, and I nodded my head and responded to him.

“We got to the second floor, and walked in the direction of the east wing, while I stared at the beautiful paintings on the wall.” Whoever this person was had so much taste and it made me excited and nervous to meet them.

“Please freshen up, Mr. Edward will be waiting for you at the dining,” She smiled and closed the door behind her after our luggage was brought inside.

“Well, I suppose we are sharing a room. Of course that makes sense, I’m your fiance,” I breathed out and turned my hand into a fist giving myself a little motivation.

“Relax” Christian laughed as he pulled me to himself, and held my two hands, while our bodies grazed on each other.

“I am relaxed. Let’s get freshen up for dinner,” I smiled at him, and he nodded. I unzipped my box and carefully grabbed my underwear and everything I’d need before going inside the shower. I made sure there was a clean towel to avoid any unnecessary drama.

“You look great,” he stared at me, his eyes going down my ass, and I turned around pointing my fingers at him.

“Don’t stare at me like I’m yours,” I said to him, while he laughed and came closer to me,

“What are you doing?” I moved backward to the dressing table…

“You’re mine,” he said and placed one hand on my back, moving it downwards till he got to my waist. He pulled me to himself, and my eyes widened in shock, while he brought the other hands behind me.

But before I could yell at him, he pulled a necklace on the table and dangled it in front of me.

“This would look great on you,” he pulled away and took his hands off me, while I grabbed the necklace and cleared my throat.

“Thank you,” he said walking towards the door.

“I’ll be waiting outside for you,” I nod in response.

“And by the way, great ass,” he said and I scoffed in shock, but I could tell he was giggling.

“Let’s go,” I said and took his hands as we walked down the stairs. We got closer, and I saw the backside of the supposed Edward and then noticed the chains he had hands-on with a girl sitting beside him.

I looked at Christian, and he shrugged his shoulders, and if it was nothing at all, while I breathed out and walked over to the seat opposite them, as they stood on their feet to welcome us.

“Hey brother,” he called Christian and did a brotherly patting on their backs.

“And this I suppose should be your new girl?” Christian said pointing in the girl’s direction and when we both looked over we were shocked at who we saw.

“Mandy!”

“Maliah,” we both said in unison…

“What is going on?”