Pawila Winifred

"Truth or dare," he said, and I scowled. I hate backing down from his silly games so easily. No, not this time. Not ever! This is when I get to show just how much I hate him.

"Dare," I replied, locking eyes with him. Let's see what he has up his sleeve.

"I dare you to kiss me."

***

Two weeks ago, I thought I'd escaped Mr. Perfect's grasp when I resigned from his company. No more mindless Truth and Dare games, no more toxic dynamics. Or so I thought...

Now, reality slaps me in the face: I'm carrying his child. 

Will Mr. Perfect accept this unexpected twist? Or will my happy ever after remain a distant dream?

Accidental Pregnancy with Mr. Perfect

　　She is kissing someone, my brain registered and I paused pulling my lips away from Natalie as I watched her cuddle over the reporter. My eyes shot open. Is she kissing someone? The fuck!! How could she kiss a reporter? 


　　On her wedding!!! No, at our wedding! Jeez! The fuck, is she crazy? Did she do that to get to me?


　　"You see?" Nat said sighing as she stared at me, "See the expression on your face when you look at her. Do you realize it now?" 


　　"Realise what?!" I flipped half listening to her, "Ollie, get Dahila away from that reporter! She's crazy!!! Someone, do something!!!" I yelled my hands digging into my hair. Ugh! I knew Dahila was crazy and shameless but not to this extent!


　　"Davis I'm talking to you!!" Nat finally crumbled, I turned to her, damn it! What did I just do? "You kissed me because of her right?" 


　　"What?" I didn't do that. I kissed her because I wanted to kiss her. There's nothing like..."What are you talking about Nat?" 


CHAPTER TWENTY TWO YOU DID WELL