The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Give Her The Medicine Mouth-to-Mouth

Sean POV

The defiance in her eyes challenged me, pushed at something primal and possessive I hadn't known existed.

Before I could think better of it, I popped one of the pills into my mouth and pressed my lips to hers.

The kiss was meant to be functional - a way to force her to take the medication she needed.

But the moment our lips touched, something shifted. Her gasp of surprise parted her lips, and suddenly I was drowning in the taste of her, in the soft warmth of her mouth against mine.

For a heartbeat that seemed to stretch into eternity, we stood frozen in that moment of unexpected intimacy.

Then her hands came up hard against my chest, shoving me backward with surprising strength.

The crack of her palm against my cheek echoed in the bathroom's confined space.

"How dare you?" Her voice shook with fury. "You decide we should get divorced, and then you pull something like this?"

The sting of her slap was nothing compared to the fire in her eyes. This wasn't the carefully controlled Angela I'd known for two years. This was something else entirely - raw and real and somehow more compelling than I wanted to admit.

"You needed to take the medicine," I said, the excuse sounding weak even to my

own ears.

"Don't." She backed away, putting space between us. "Don't pretend this is about my health. You've made your choice clear. Christina's back, the arrangement is ending – fine. But you don't get to play with me like this."

"Is that what you think I'm doing?"

"What else would you call it?" Her laugh was brittle. "Making me take medicine like a child while you plan your future with another woman?"

The mention of Christina sent an unexpected wave of irritation through me. “This has nothing to do with her."

voice rose. "The great Christina Jordan, who saved

sharp ring cut through her words. Christina's name lit up the

that," Angela said, the fight draining from

the echo of her words and the lingering taste

and familiar.

behind my desk, trying to focus on the conversation and not on the phantom sensation of Angela's mouth against

"What do you need?"

laughed. "I wanted to discuss the potential partnership between Shaw Group and

would be more than a business meeting. Two years ago, I would have welcomed it. Now, something

keeping my voice professionally neutral. "We can

always used to get

finally gave in to Christina's

called out to

Only silence answered me.

was as elegant as ever,

me, radiant in white Chanel, yet all I could think about was how pale and

planned, but the thought of hurting Angela bothered me more than it should.

to the present. "You seem

me home!" Christina

as soon as we were in the car, then moved to my cock, the touch bold and

have been enough to ignite desire. Now,

eyes on the road. "It's

softly, but something in my tone made her withdraw her

"Better."

paused. "When are

just hate seeing you trapped in this... arrangement. Especially now that I'm back. We both know it's time to end

yet somehow they felt different coming from

"My grandmother's surgery-"

reason to maintain this charade. Unless..." She