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

　　But I don't see a connection between my perfume collections and the kidnap but Davis wants to change them.


　　Guess I will just let him do whatever he wanted as long as that will make us happy. I cuddled into him and slept like I've never done in a while.


　　Even when I woke up the next morning, he still lay next to me, holding me dear, he was staring at me. Did he watch me all night? The thought of him watching me all night made my stomach flutter.


　　"Davis." I breathed out and he smiled touching and fluffing my hair.


　　"Good morning." He kissed my forehead before he started getting down from the bed. "Stay there," he said as he came over and lifted me, carrying me all the way to the bathroom.


　　He just won't let me do anything by myself neither will he stop staring neither will he stop telling everyone who cared to know about how Zee Lord made me cook noodles.


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