GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

Janna, after much thought, decided to call Freed. She reached out and grabbed the phone from the nightstand, dialed his number, and after three rings, she heard,

“Miss me?” he answered with a sensual voice as he was arriving at his apartment.

“Freed! Are you busy? We need to talk,” she whispered uncertainly; he noticed it in her tone of voice.

“I’m coming over,” he didn’t let her respond, hung up the phone, grabbed his car keys, and left.

After 10 minutes, the doorbell rang. Janna jumped, nerves attacking her. Touching her belly, she said,

“I love you, baby. Now let’s go tell Dad the news. Let’s see if he wants us in his life. If not, I’m here to give you lots of cuddles and love.”

She got up and headed to the door, opened it, and there was the blonde with green eyes, his gaze fixed on her.

“Freed, come in and take a seat.”

He could see the distress in her eyes. Without saying anything, he passed by and sat on the couch. She did the same, sitting beside him. Looking at their joined hands, she expressed,

“Freed! I don’t know how this happened. I’ve been careful. I don’t know if it was the change of contraceptives. The truth is,” lifting her face, she glanced at his expectant green eyes, “better wait here.”

She walked quickly to the bathroom. The man was desperate to know what was happening, shouted from his seat,

“Janna! What’s going on? You’re keeping me in suspense.”

She returned, stood in front of him, and handed him three pregnancy tests. He took them in his hands, checked each one-different brands. One said positive, two lines, and the third read pregnant.

“I’m pregnant. I don’t know how it happened, but a baby is growing inside me. I’m going to have it. If you don’t want to be a father, no problem. I can raise it on my own.”

Tears rolled down the man’s cheeks. He couldn’t believe that at 37, he was going to be a father. ‘A child, my first child,’ crossed his mind. He put the pregnancy tests aside, stretched his arms, placed his hands on each side of Janna’s waist, and pulled her towards him, resting his head on her belly.

“Hello, beautiful baby. Daddy is very, very happy because you’ll be with us soon. I love you so much.” He lifted Janna’s shirt and gave small scattered kisses on her abdomen.

Janna was in shock, expecting a different response. They had never discussed having children, and he always said he loved his life as it was.

Freed stood up, cupped her face in his hands, and excitedly kissed her slowly. It was a soft kiss full of feelings. He pulled away and with a happy smile, said,Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I love you, Janna. Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world.”

“But I thought you didn’t want to be a father. You never mentioned it, and you always said you liked your life as it was.”

“Janna! That’s why I adore you. You’re so innocent. Of course, I like my life as it is, with you, my love. Besides, now I’m the luckiest man on the planet because I’m going to have a child with the woman I love.”

“But how can you love me? We’re just friends. If it’s because of the baby, don’t feel obligated to me. We can raise it separately.”

“Janna! Are you hearing what I said? I’ve loved you for a long time, and since I’ve been with you, I haven’t touched another woman.”

“I don’t believe you. You take advantage of women who like you,” she protested, pouting.

“Janna Risso! I’m a man who’s clear about what I do. If I didn’t care for you or if you weren’t on my mind for a long time, I would have let you go. Remember, if we’re still in the shadows, it’s because of your decision and insecurities. Why do you think it’s always me insisting on seeing each other? I’m going to ask you something, and I want you to speak the truth because our future depends on your answer.”

Janna swallowed hard, bit her lower lip, realizing she’s in trouble.

“Tell me.”

“What do you feel for me?” he indicated, looking into her amber eyes while touching her cheeks and wiping away a few tears with his thumbs.

“I… I love you,” she said softly.

Although he already knew, he smiled satisfied because she finally admitted it so sincerely. He hadn’t been wrong to let her into his heart.

“My beloved! When are we getting married?”

“What? Get married.”

“Yes! Choose the date; it has to be before our baby starts to show,” he gave her another soft kiss. “Let me find a house for the three of us.”

Janna placed her hands on his neck, crying with excitement. She always doubted that he loved her, avoiding discussing the topic to not tarnish the moments of lust they shared.

Freed took out his phone from his pants pocket and called his friend; he had to share his happiness with the man who is like family to him.

“What happened?” Kyle answered with a deep voice while combing his daughter’s hair.

“Guess who’s going to be a dad?” he announced excitedly.

Janna paled; now she would have to figure out how to tell her friends and organize a wedding.

A laugh echoed on the other end of the phone.

“Don’t tell me I’m going to be an uncle.” Kyle looked at his daughter and said, -Soon you’re going to have a cousin, princess.

“Yay! I’m going to have a cousin,” a little voice shouted, raising her hands- to play dolls with.

“You heard Luna! She’s happy because she’s going to have a cousin. If it’s a boy, you better hurry to give my daughter a cousin.”

“Count on it, brother,” he whispered almost crying.

“Congratulate Janna on our behalf.”

At that moment, Lindsey was entering. Upon hearing Janna’s name, she asked.

“Why are you congratulating her?” she asked, puzzled.

“Because she’s going to give me a cousin to play dolls with,” the girl blurted out.

Lindsey couldn’t believe what she heard and snatched the phone from her husband.

“Hello, Lindsey.” Freed glanced at Janna, who was glaring at him.

“Explain to me! How am I going to be an aunt?”

“As Lunita explained, I’m going to be a dad! Aren’t you going to congratulate me?”

“Congratulations! I’m excited about my new nephew or niece,” she softened her voice. “But now, seriously. Who is the mother?”

You should tell her that, not me, sister-in-law. I’ll leave you; I don’t think I’m going to get to know my child. “He ended the call, with an apologetic look at Janna.”

“Freed! Couldn’t you wait for me to be honest with my friends? Baby! It seems we chose the wrong father for you.”

“Love, I got so excited that I wanted to share my joy with my brother. I didn’t consider the consequences. Let’s go out for dinner; I didn’t have a good lunch, and the food disgusted me.”

Janna smiled and nodded.

Freed took her to a luxurious restaurant, entering hand in hand. Some women who knew him were surprised by the affection he showed the young woman in public.