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

　　What's he doing? Won't he let me go? It's getting stuffy in here, "What is it again Davis?" 


　　He didn't say anything. He just stared at me which made me falter, made my stomach flutter. The uneasy feelings which I think are pregnancy hormones reacting were in full reaction.


　　"Why did you give me those drugs earlier? Answer correctly and I might give you what you want for just once." 


　　"And what do you think I want?" 


　　"What I want is for you to get your filthy hands off me and don't you dare get cheeky with me, or tease me so expensively like this. Truth or dare is already enough, don't play silly tricks with me." 


　　Because I know this is all a part of his trick. He loosened his arms around me and I staggered back, unable to see for a moment before I walked away.


CHAPTER THIRTY THREE JEALOUS