CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

Lydia looked outside. The once-bustling street was now eerily quiet. It was rush hour. Vendors should have been seizing the moment to rake in profits, not closing shop all at once. The only explanation? Eugene had orchestrated it all.

"You're truly despicable," Lydia's disgust deepened.

Eugene, far from being ashamed, looked proud. "Thanks for the compliment. I paid each vendor two thousand dollars to clear out. Now, you have two options: willingly be with me, or be forced to." One way or another, he was determined to have Lydia.

Lydia's hand moved to her bag's zipper as she scoffed. "I'm not choosing either."

She was human, not about to be treated like a captive animal. Eyeing her chance, she began to unzip her bag to retrieve her pepper spray, but Eugene moved in, wrapping his arms around her from the side.

my dear. You're

Lydia kicked backward, trying

eager to be with me already. I want you so badly. Let's just make

a bed scattered with rose petals, a starry ceiling, a romantic dinner, and candles. But Lydia was being "difficult." A wild cat like her needed to be "tamed" to learn

be able to send me

own child

certain. To him, a woman would ultimately cave, softened by the bond with her child, no matter how tough

ever being friends with you. Calling you an animal is an insult to animals," Lydia hissed, realizing just how much

knew it was in there, but the more panicked she felt, the harder it was to find