The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Get Out of My Clothes Or Get Out Of My Room?

Angela POV

"Whatever it is, it can wait until you're not at risk of pneumonia.”

I stopped talking and stopped resisting, just lying quietly in his arms.

Just like the two girls at the club said, Sean was unbelievably handsome-strong, sexy, and easy to fall for.

With his dark, wavy hair, olive-green eyes, and that classic Italian look, it was hard not to be drawn to him. His family had come to America from Italy generations ago.

Who wouldn't be captivated by him? Some of the younger women at the company even joined just because of him.

When Sean carried me into the bathroom, he immediately went to turn on the hot water. The steam began to fill the room, curling around us like a thick, warm mist.

As I started to unbutton my shirt, I noticed he was still standing there, watching

me.

I paused, the soft sound of the water filling the silence between us.

"Can you... can you leave?"

He didn't move. Instead, he leaned casually against the doorframe, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Get out of my clothes or get out of my room?"

Heat rushed to my face.

"That's not funny!"

I pushed him out of the room, shutting the door behind him with a force I hadn't intended.

What the hell was he doing? A low laugh escaped my lips, cold and bitter.

Just hours ago, he'd been with Christina at the club. And now, here he was, flirting with me like nothing had happened.

What was I to him? A backup? A distraction? Something to pass the time with?

The pregnancy report was still in my blazer pocket, now wrinkled and damp. I pulled it out carefully, the paper threatening to tear under my shaking fingers.

Six weeks.

words were starting to blur, whether from tears or water damage, I couldn't

I went to bring him the umbrella, Christina was

me.

minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom wearing dry

on the coffee table. A steaming cup of tea waited beside

looking

you." I settled into the armchair across from him,

familiar scent of ginger rose with the steam - he'd remembered my preferred tea for warding off

I

his laptop and moved to stand in front

"I asked you to bring the umbrella, but I didn't go down to see you. So,

wanted to shout at him, to let him know how hurt I was. But in the

umbrella to a pregnant woman who didn't have

tell him about the pregnancy. And now, with Christina back, everything

brushed against my face, and I realized I was only

I could feel the hard muscles of his

he murmured, his eyes locked

to meet his stare. But

react, his lips were

kiss caught me completely off

I'm not in

murmured, tugging it loose

breasts heavy under his gaze, the soft patch between my thighs suddenly too

it up

as his hands found my waist, warm and

half-hearted, my resolve crumbling

mine, hot and insistent,

but my body betrayed me, arching into him as he parted my thighs with his knee.

even as I felt him nudge closer, the tip of him

insistent-snapping us out of the

back as if waking from a dream,

once more.

rest," he

night air on the terrace was cool against my skin as I leaned against the railing, listening to Sean's voice drift

stay." His tone was gentle, nothing like the clipped businesslike manner he

my eyes, remembering a similar gentleness two years ago, when my family's investment bank was collapsing and Sean had appeared

preamble, no romance. "My grandmother's health is declining, and she needs to know the family legacy is secure. You need financial