Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

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Maliah didn’t have any more ideas on how she could console her beloved friend. The company, and this job was like Mandy’s favorite thing in the world. It was like her own world, one she has become fond of and had come into liking with. She couldn’t decipher how she felt exactly or say she felt a particular exact way, but she knew she was going to be here for her.

“We have to do something, we have to act fast but also smart,” she had no ideas on the ground but she knew those were the right words Mandy needed to hear to calm her nerves, and just like she had thought it completely worked.

“Okay, so what do we do? What do you think I should do Malia? Mandy’s desperation could be heard, and Maliah clears her throat while buying time to say the next right words to her best friend.

” You need to call one of your exes, or those men you’ve had a fake relationship with in the past. One that is very much close to you, and go on a date with them, then have someone send pictures to your mom. Just something simple, but make it look like you were avoiding getting noticed,” she voiced out the first words that came to her head, even if she knew it barely made any sense.

” I can’t do that, Mom already knows about that, and if I should go out with any random person just now, she’s going to scare him so badly that he spills out the whole information and leaves me back to where I started, which obviously is at -zero,”. Mandy explained like she’s had a preview of how this was going to end, theatrically.

“Okay, so I’m out of ideas. What do we do? What do you suggest? Maliah slumped on the sofa, letting Mandy rest her head on her shoulder while realizing a deep breath.

“Maybe you find a husband? Fall in Love and get married? It might not completely be a bad thing,” she added but the glare she received from Mandy was enough to tell her to close that topic or not push it any further. But who was saying it out loud – nobody. Maliah completely ignored the signs and deadly glare she received and went further to press a little be more.

“What? I’ve fallen in love too. And you know how I glowed, how I felt. It was exciting and beautiful. She went on daydreaming…

“And then you got your heart broken twice, I guess I’m going to have to pass on this offer. I got better things to do,” Mandy responded with a light chuckle.

“We both know that’s not the reason for all this,” she defended.

“We? Know what? Mandy raised her brows, staring at her…

“Well, I do know that strongly that heartbreak isn’t what’s stopping you, or scaring you from having this beautiful feeling. I know I might have failed a lot of times, but I’m happy I had those experiences either way,” she further explained, but an eye roll was the only reaction she could get from her best friend who seemed deeply displeased with their topic. Mandy groaned inwardly, and slowly stood up from the sofa and walked back to her desk and chair and had her seat, rubbing her mouse as she set to get back to work.

“So Mandy, tell me what’s really going on? Why are you avoiding marriage like a plague,” Maliah asked the question, one she has longed hoped to ask for, since her recent hatred and displeasure for marriage she wanted to know why she seems displeased with it.

But before Mandy would open her mouth to speak, Maliah’s phone started to ring, cutting her off. She breathed out in relief and thanked whoever made that call and saved her ass. She wasn’t going to have that discussion with her, and to her, it wasn’t necessary.

She watched Maliah excuse herself to receive her call, while she took in deep breaths, and released them almost immediately, then moved her gaze back on the screen. She sighed going through the sales from the marketing team looking a bit impressed and displeased, all between the both.

She raised her head to notice Maliah was still on the call, and the talk was getting quite serious. She saw the crumbling look on her face and the little grease on her forehead, making her worried a bit.

“Hey, is everything okay? The call does seem serious, Is everything okay? She commented immediately after she got off the call, while Malia sighed…

“Everything’s fine, I just need to get back to work, apparently I have a big client, and the team is about to mess things up for me,” she explained and quickly grabbed her purse while looking back at Mandy with a “sorry gaze”.

“What are you waiting for? Go already,” Mandy said.

“But I need to be here with you, are you going to be fine without me? I feel really terrible wanting to leave you,” she said truthfully…

“What! I’m going to be fine. Go make money and buy me the finest meal,” Mandy said, lightening the mood quickly, while Malia smiled and hurriedly kissed her cheeks, before rushing out of her office…

“Alright then, I should probably drown myself with work,” she mumbled to herself and went back to working on her laptop…

Later that night…

Almost all the workers had closed for the day, and Mandy remained in the office, working and draining herself out. She didn’t want to give herself a little moment or split second to go back to thinking about everything. She sighed and stretched her hands ignoring the pains she felt on her fingers, while she continued to type. She heard a noise coming from her door, and when she looked up, the door creaked wide open and was welcomed by the presence of Maliah.

“What the fuck? you scared me! What are you doing here? by this time.?” she asked, confused.

“We’re going to the club,” she squealed, showing her a dress in her hand, with excitement in her voice…

“Club? On a Wednesday? And who’s we?,” She groaned glaring at Maliah, after getting the idea…

“No… No way. I’m not going,”

“Yes, we are. So quickly go to the restroom and change up now,” she pushed the dress in her hands and pushed her to her restroom while giggling…

“Maliah, I’m not doing this. I’m fine, no need to try taking the thought away or distracting me. Since you left I’ve been working with no slight breakdown,” she explained with the hope of convincing her that she was productive and there was nothing to worry about, at all.

“Oh you mean working yourself to break down, right? You sound like I barely know you. You’re trying to get yourself all worked up and drained till your body can’t take it anymore. You’re indirectly trying to punish yourself, Mandy, giving yourself a breakdown and then letting your demons back in. We’ve gone through those stages, now we are doing things my own way. So listen to me and go get dressed, she glared at her and that was all she needed to get her ass up to quickly have a shower and get dressed up.

*

An hour later*

Mandy

We arrived at the Behemis club and surprisingly it was booming with loud music and people in it. It’s probably nothing like the clubs on Friday but it wasn’t as empty as I thought it would be.

“Come on, let’s get a drink. We should start with a beer,” Malia winked at me, pulling me in the direction of the bartender. I breathed out, rolling my eyes at her, knowing fully well that her intentions were well to get me drunk so that I’ll loosen up a bit.

We took our seats, and she ordered for the bear which arrived almost immediately. I took mine and we got our glasses together before having the drink in our gulps and smiling it ourselves.

“More please, this time vodka,” I said to the bartender who smiled and got busy with handling the drink. “What?” I questioned noticing her intense gaze on me, she shook her head and threw her face in the other direction, when my vodka arrived and I took it again in one gulp when the burning sensation hit my throat, making me cough a little.

“Okay slow down. As much as I want you to loosen up, I am not suggesting you get yourself drunk, okay!” Maliah said and took my glass away from me, which had me groaning in displeasure.

You know I wouldn’t do that, that I wouldn’t be getting drunk too,” I chuckled while she gave me a sly smile, without hiding how much she didn’t believe my words.

“Okay then miss CEO, let’s go dance a little on the dance floor. We’re here to have a little fun. Good fun and does not have you on a breakdown. So let’s go,” she said and I smiled, placing my hands on hers while I let her direct me until we got to the dancing floor.

She started to sway her waist slowly, smiling at me, and nodding her head for me to do the same. I sighed and started too slowly, she danced around swaying and moving to the rhythm of the songs with a big smile on her face which made me happy.

“Come on Mandy, you can do better than that,” she said and started to sway in front of me, we danced together smiling, and jumping at some point, ignoring the stares we received from others.

“Someone’s been looking at you, Maliah breathed in my air, making me tickle a bit, while I took my hands off her waist.

“I don’t care,” I said immediately, going solo on my dancing and ignoring the comment she made…

“He’s damn fine, girl. I mean hot,” she emphasized on the words, almost making me turn around but I resisted the urge to and kept dancing.

“He’s olive skin, he looks well built, and most definitely has a six-pack,” Maliah said giggling while I rolled my eyes, even if I knew she wouldn’t see me. “Oh my gosh, he’s walking in our direction. He’s walking right at us, Mandy,” she half yelled my name and as I turned around I was welcomed with the gaze of an unfamiliar face, but very familiar due to Maliah’s description.

His blonde hair was pretty, he had a thick brow and a pointed cheek while he held that stern look in my direction. It had been a very long time since I felt my legs weaken under a stern gaze. My eyes fixed on his heart shaped lips which were so attractive that I mentally slapped myself for having such thoughts about a stranger…

“My name is Chris,” he said and extended his hands to my direction which I took without second thought and said my name. But when my hands came in contact with mine, I felt this gush, like a rush of adrenaline all over my body, making me pull away immediately.

“Uhm, so I’m going to let you two catch up. And please have a good time,” she directed the last sentence to me and I felt like pulling her ears, but only smiled in her direction as I watched her go.

“So do you care for drinks,” he asked and I smiled and walked with him while he led me to the VIP section. I scrutinized my gaze, noticing we were alone, which made me a bit uncomfortable…

The drinks arrived and he opened the bottle of expensive wine and poured some into my glass and he’s.

“Here you go,” he said with a smile on his lips.

“Thank you,” I responded and took a sip from it, without having any contact with his eyes.

“So you’re new here?” He asked to take his drink, while I clears my throat and responded with a no.

“I’ve been here a couple of times with my friend, but it’s mostly on the weekends,” I responded, trying to hide the fact that I felt uncomfortable.

“I’m not trying to do anything to you,” he said out of the blue, and I raised my head, staring at him a bit confused.

“Pardon,” I said…

“Well of course, only if you want me to,” he moved a bit closer to me, my knee, making contact with his, while my body got heated up from that little sensation I felt.

“So if you could just relax, like before,” he said and gently took the glass from my hand, he pulled my hair while making light contact with my face, leading to my hitched breathing.

“What are you doing,” I asked, pulling his hands from my face, when I felt his hands on my bare skin, causing me to shiver due to his touch…

“I’m helping you relax,” he muttered as if fully aware of what he was doing. I bit my lips and he traced his hands on my legs while saying stuff randomly like he didn’t know what he was doing…

“I liked it and it made me angry that I liked and enjoyed it. But I knew I had to stop it so I pulled his hands away and stood on my feet ready to leave. When the thought of home came crashing on me, causing me to turn around and take Maliah’s instructions on having fun.

“Maybe we should have a little fun,” I said and before he could respond to me, I locked my lips with his, kissing him ferociously, while helping him place his hands on my ass, as he responded with the same intensity.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Oh well, I hope I don’t regret this,” I thought inwardly, enjoying the fine specimen in front of me…