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

　　I didn't stop kissing that reporter even as Anna was behind me, pulling me away. My mom joined in. I just can't, I was too angry to stop the kissing. I was too embarrassed to stop too. What? He shuts me out at the aisle, walks over there acting all lovey dovey with his girlfriend, and a kiss at our wedding!!


　　I hate him, I know that but doing that to me hurts! Finally, I stopped panting as I stared at the reporter, his cheeks flushed.


　　That's when I felt a large hand pulling me away, "Hey, let me go! Don't you dare..." 


　　"Dahila!!" The man called my name with a force that I hadn't felt in a while, it was Oliver. The supposed partner in crime kinda friend to that shithead, Davis.


　　He was angry, he was trying so hard to hide it but who cares? I'm more angry! I want to pull out his friend's hair if given a chance.


　　"Don't get me started, your friend started it." 


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