I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Bianca did not think a mere glass of wine could make her this dizzy.

She shook her head and glanced underneath the tablecloth on the large round table. The table had eight legs, and there was a particularly thick one right in front of her.

Perhaps she had accidentally tripped over that table leg.

She had spilled the glass of red wine all over her boss' pants and directly on the most embarrassing part of a man too. It was completely soaked. Bianca figured she deserved ten thousand deaths right about now.

Luke always thought that she was purposely seducing him. After this incident, she would never be able to stand with her back straight again.

"What are you standing around for? Help Mr. Crawford wipe it off!"

Sue handed her a packet of tissues and hastened Bianca urgently.

Bianca did not have any time to think. Her first reaction was to pull a tissue and press it against her boss's crotch...

The tissue immediately grew drenched once it touched the red wine, turning a seductively deep red.

Bianca soon realized that her fingers were touching something. When she wiped him with a tissue, it was inevitable that her fingers would rub her boss' groin back and forth.

She seemed to feel something scary behind his pants...

That place was growing at a visible rate, too.

Bianca's face inexplicably grew hot...

All three of their business partners were here in the room, men and women included. This was probably deeply embarrassing to the boss. Bianca bit her lip, blaming herself, but she kept getting it worse the more nervous she became. Her fingers were even shaking.

She used up half the packet of tissues, but Luke's pants were still dirty.

The man had always been something of a clean freak. How could he possibly stand having a meal with his pants soaked with red wine...?

While Bianca was panicked and frustrated, the man suddenly grabbed her wrist in a vice-like grip!

She looked up and met his deep cold gaze.

The man was tall and had deep-set features. Looking into her little face, filled with guilt, he forced the words out through his teeth, "Come with me!"

room all looked

three business partners had instinctively realized that Miss Rayne was not just another employee to

and Sue were surprised too. They did not expect their boss to act so boldly and

it that he was practically declaring to everyone here that Bianca Rayne was his woman. Sue Carter secretly thanked her lucky

dragged Bianca all the way to the elevator,

doors closed and the elevator rose slowly. She did not which floor they were going to, but when the ride went on and on without stopping, she was finally certain that they

the elevator rose, she

down by a single glass of wine! Now she knew

opened, and the man yanked her by the hand again. They arrived at a suite door, where he pulled

went in, the man forcefully pinned her down by the

were dim, doing weird things to the duo's vision and

kisses rained down on her

her whole body, but the man pulled

Her small mouth was ravaged by his ferocious assault as

tasted of sweet red wine, such that the man simply could not let her go. He just wanted to swallow all of her struggles down his

Ah..." Her hair was a mess now. Luke's large hand wandered down her clothes,

her blouse. They fell onto the carpet without making

fists

His voice sounded impatient as he asked, "Why are you crying? Are you saying you don't want me to touch you like that? Or are you too afraid to

at me for being clumsy, I promise that I'll stay far away from you from now on." She had interpreted his rough behavior as a

and utterly mesmerizing. True,

knew that this

was afraid that this man would be yet another mirage in

would wake up tomorrow and find that he was

slap to her face. He looked like a nice guy, but he may not necessarily be one. On the other hand, even at a glance, she could see that there' was nothing nice at

was too large. It had

experienced in life, had solemnly advised the younger generation to find a partner of the same social class. Even if

she be to even dream

those dreams, reality

averse to sweet dreams, because she was afraid that her heart would be empty when she woke up. All that remained would be a dull ache. If she ever had a nightmare, at least she could wake up and comfort

palm pressed against her waist. His mind was a little addled now, and he plastered his burning-hot face to hers, rubbing her back and forth. His thin

course she knew what he

drunk, Bianca thought to herself.

blaze, burning her rational mind