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!"

the room all looked surprised to

instinctively realized that Miss Rayne was not

too. They did not expect their boss to act so boldly and unapologetically possessive of

open about it that he was practically declaring to everyone here that Bianca Rayne was his woman. Sue Carter secretly thanked her lucky stars, glad that she got

dragged Bianca all the way to the elevator, pulling her inside with

not which floor they were going to, but when the ride went on and on without stopping, she was finally certain

elevator rose, she grew

wine!

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

man forcefully pinned her down

were dim, doing weird things to the duo's

kisses rained down on her

but the man pulled

Her small mouth was ravaged by his ferocious assault as he slowly

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

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

pulled off the three buttons on her blouse. They fell onto

frantically hammered her fists

you crying? Are you saying you don't want me to touch you like that? Or are you too afraid to admit

stay far away from you from now on." She had interpreted his rough behavior as a punishment for

lips was bold and deep and utterly mesmerizing. True, which woman would not be mesmerized by a

that this infatuation

would be yet another mirage in

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 all about this pich and accomplished man before her.

between them was too large. It had been that way since

to find a partner of the same social class.

and confident must she be to even dream about marrying a man like

indulged in those dreams, reality would give her

was why Bianca did not want to dream. She was especially 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 herself,

rubbing her back and forth. His thin lips at her ear, he said, "Were you really that clumsy when you wiped the wine

what he meant by

drunk, Bianca thought to herself. The tall

bright blaze, burning her rational