CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

The bitterness in Jamie's heart surged like an unstoppable tide. She hesitated for a long moment before speaking softly, almost timidly. "She's my sister. No matter what happens, we'll work it out."

Suddenly, Ben, reeking of alcohol, lurched toward her, his bloodshot eyes locking onto hers.

"And what about me?" he demanded, his voice harsh and raw. "What am I to you? You left without a word, Jamie. What did you take me for?"

Jamie couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze. She turned her head awkwardly, her voice barely audible.

"It's all in the past. There's no point in talking about it now."

Ben stared at her calm, indifferent expression, and for the first time, he felt the weight of all these years of longing and heartache was nothing but a cruel joke.

"It's easy for you to say it doesn't matter because you've moved on," he said, his tone laced with bitterness. "But how can anyone understand their mistakes if they don't feel the pain?" With those words, his expression hardened.

He grabbed her by the neck and, without warning, pressed his scorching, forceful kiss against her lips.

Jamie gasped, her breath stolen as she stumbled backward under his weight.

Snap out of it! I'm

she was. For years, the woman who consumed his thoughts, his anger, and his love was etched into his

tightly, Ben pushed her into the doorway of

flared as she struggled against him. "What do you think

ear,

all you cared about was money, Jamie. Now you want to talk about morality? Be my mistress and I'll

dark seduction, pulling her into an abyss she desperately wanted

his firm chest, her voice trembling. "Ben, you're a successful attorney with everything you could want. Asking a single mother like me

towering frame overpowering hers. His fingers, rough yet precise, traced

to the light reflecting off his ring. She turned her head away, her voice low and

no need for this kind of revenge, Ben. Let it

face, unchanged by the years, as if she had preserved herself just as he remembered. His lips descended once more, his fingers threading into her hair as he held her head firmly. The

her cheek.

don't," she whispered,

strength far surpassed hers. She couldn't break free, leaving her only option to beg softly