Miss CEO Is Pregnant For Her Secretary

Maliah

“Hmm,” I groan, trying so hard to open my eyes. The anguishing pain I felt in my head made me move my body around, while I slowly fluttered my eyelashes. Slowly I began to force my eyes open, and each time I was met with these bright rays of light that seemed to make me shut them back forcefully. I rubbed my forehead, with my hands, and groaned, while turning my head back and forth until I forced my eyes open, noticing the room was dark and it was the rays from the windows that slowly crept in…

“Where am I?” I asked, sitting up abruptly as the memories flashed through my eyes, I looked around the small room I was in, that had a small bed where I had laid. It was a bit bright and I could see I was locked up in a kind of cell.

“Oh my God,” I covered my mouth, tears rolled down my eyes. That one word kept hitting my head “Kidnapped” and as much as I tried to push the words away by shaking my head and constantly denying it, I knew deep down it was true.

“Wow Dad, good way to mess up my life,” I chuckled softly, I looked over the ceiling and noticed the camera in the room, making me move away a bit. I hugged my legs tightly fidgeting a bit, I looked back at the camera, turned my back away, and grabbed a pillow crying into it.

“Now you’re going to die? Or even worse may happen. You let him drag you here, you’re going to be the one cleaning his mess after all,” the last sentence repeated in my head as I cried into the pillow. I was so tired, emotionally, physically I am tired. Right now the only thing that could happen to me would be death and to me, it’s a far better option than living in this unfair world.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

I threw the pillow away and smiled. Then I walked to the camera and stood there staring at it. “What do you want from me huh?” I yelled at the camera, knowing fully well that they were watching me.

I screamed the same words twice, but everywhere was quiet and nothing happened. I rushed to the door, trying to find my way out and it was locked, causing me to stifle a laugh.

“Let me out of here,” I screamed loudly and started to bang on the door with all my might. I kicked it and threw punches at it as loud as I could to get out of there, get their attention, and end this whole misery I was in.

I looked around the room, catching my breath as that didn’t work out. I was looking for something, anything that would make them open up. My eyes caught the ceramic vase on the table beside me, I rushed to it and took the plastic flowers out of it quickly. I picked the vase, and walked back to the door, looking back at the camera.

“I’m going to break this, if you don’t let me out of here,” I turned my head around and counted to five, before smashing the vase on the door.

“Ah,” I screamed loudly, scared by the mess I made. And at that moment, the door creaked open, and three girls walked in carefully, in their uniforms.

” We were sent to clean you up,” one who seemed to be the head and a little older said. The other two girls swept the mess I made in the room, while three more walked in and pulled me with them, as they took me to a direction I know nothing about.

“I looked at the far old walls we walked through, and how familiar their doors were with mine. “So it was a cell,” I thought quietly, letting them pull me along with them, while I looked at the whole place. We got to a bigger door, and the older lady fondled the keys in her hands while opening the door.

“Right now we arrived at something like a passage, with high walls, but had bright coffee color painted on their walls. We walked further a bit, and got to a more modern door now, where two men stood. They nodded their heads at her and immediately opened the door for us to walk through.

“Take her to the East wing,” she instructed and they nodded at her, dragging me along even before I could finish gawking my eyes on the paintings on the wall. They opened another door, and we got into a very beautiful and spacious room. I stare at the king-size bed, the golden sculpture, and the beautiful paintings on the wall. The fine lighting, how big the windows were…

“Damn,” I said, staring around the place when I heard water running in the bathroom. Before I could say a word, another girl walked in, this time with a cloth rag, displaying a beautiful dress and a gorgeous outfit. My eyes popped out staring at them, now confused at what was really happening. ” Is death supposed to come with luxury,” I thought confused…

“We need to get you ready for lunch with him,” the maids, whom I’ve gotten to know from their uniforms, said as they pulled me into the bathroom, taking off my clothes without asking first…

“Excuse me? Let me go. Take me to who? And I can bathe myself,” I eyed them angrily, and they pulled away immediately and apologized. I grabbed a towel, pulled my clothes, and covered up, while I looked at them waiting to get the answer of the who but there was no response.

“Great,” I said frustratedly and walked to the bathroom. They tried to walk in with me, but I shut the door against them, giving them a hard glare.

“Great another twist coming right up in my life,” I said, lowly frustrated. I was getting ready to meet someone I had exactly no idea of, and nobody was saying anything about it…

“I washed up quickly, and got out of the bathtub,” I grabbed one towel for my body and another for my hair. I walked to the room, to see them still standing in their position just like I had left them, and I just twisted my lips and gave them a bid, even though I expected no response. But all their presence here made me nervous and scared at the same time.

“Ermm, can I get a hair dryer?” I asked and immediately, someone brought a box with everything I needed to get ready for me. They helped in drying my hair, while the others started to cream my legs and I looked at them and cursed loudly, while they giggled.

“I can cream my body. If you want to help me, just style my hair,” they were a bit hesitant, but my eyes told them otherwise, making them take off to style my hair. I cream my body finished, and got into the underwear that was kept on the bed. I looked at them and picked up the black hoodie and joggers, and they nodded immediately.

I got into them, and while they rushed to bring out a jewelry box and a makeup kit, I looked at them displeased.

“Whoa whoa whoa. Hold it right there okay, I’m going to meet whoever this is, not impressed with him. So no jewelry or any makeup. I’m ready let’s go,” I said and they just stood back a bit scared, making me feel chills, cause who exactly could be this strange person?

“Can we go now?” I repeated, and the older lady walked in with two men in black and directed me to the dining hall.

“He will be here shortly,” she smiled at me.

“Who?” I asked her, a bit confused, but she patted my back before leaving without saying anything.

“Why am I here? I thought I was having lunch in the dining room. Why am I in this dark room?” I asked but got no response…

“Hi Maliah,” I heard a deep alluring tone call my name, and when I turned around I saw the man with the hat, the one from across the sofa back home

“Is this a stranger? Oh my gosh! Is this how I’m going to die?” I thought to myself, while I took my eyes away when he pulled the chair and brought it in front of me.

“Dear lord please, I know I asked for death. But he is way scarier than death himself,” I silently prayed with my eyes tightly shut, intimidated by his aura, his demeanor had sent chills running down my spine, and everything about him just screamed dark and evil…

“Open your eyes,” his voice was calm, but his aura was so commanding that I wanted to ignore his words, until I felt his breath on my face, causing me to slowly open them, and gasp at the sight in front of me…

“Is this my imagination playing with me? Or is the person in front of me, so beautiful? A beautiful devil?” I thought to myself staring into his eyes…