Hidden Pregnancy: The Billionaire CEO's Secret Heir
I woke up in a bed of Egyptian cotton with a jackhammer headache and the naked CEO of my company sleeping beside me. I was a low-level analyst who had accidentally texted the world's most ruthless billionaire instead of my crush. Now, Sebastian Sterling wasn't just my boss-he was the man who owned my debt, my marriage, and a secret that was currently burning us both alive.
He forced me into a cold-blooded marriage contract, trading my mother's life-saving medical bills for a year of my life as his trophy wife. I thought I was just a pawn in his corporate war against his ex-fiancée, but the tattoo over his heart-0825-held the date of the fire that destroyed my childhood and killed my peace.
He hadn't just found me; he had been watching me from the shadows since I was twelve. He built a fortress of money and lies around me, manipulating my every move while his family tried to have me erased. When they finally targeted my mother and my son, I realized I couldn't just be a victim anymore.
I fled to the industrial slums of Newark, erasing my identity to hunt down the ledgers that could put his family behind bars. But Sebastian didn't let me go; he stripped off his suits and checked out of his penthouse to follow me into the grime.
Now, he's posing as a low-life driver named Ben, watching over me from a beat-up SUV while I infiltrate a criminal syndicate. He thinks he's my guardian angel, but I'm the one holding the match that will either save his empire or burn it to the ground.
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Chapter 6
The rain was coming down in sheets now. Clara stood outside the heavy oak doors of the manor, the check clutched in her wet hand.
It was enough money to save her mother. It was enough to walk away.
But she couldn't.
Her phone buzzed. It was a news alert. Vanguard Merger on Shaky Ground due to Rumored Data Breach.
He had leaked the rumor himself. He was sabotaging his own deal just to corner her. If she walked away now, she would be the scapegoat. He would destroy her reputation. She would never work in finance again.
She turned around and pounded on the door.
It opened. Sebastian was standing there, leaning against the doorframe, looking bored.
"Forget something else?"
Clara walked past him, dripping water onto the pristine marble foyer. She marched into the library, grabbed the pen from his desk, and signed the marriage contract.
She threw the pen down. "Done. I own you for a year."
Sebastian picked up the paper. He checked the signature. A slow, satisfied smile spread across his face. It didn't reach his eyes.
"Technically," he said, "I own you."
He pressed a button on the intercom. "Mrs. Higgins, show my wife to the guest suite. And burn those clothes. She looks like a drowned rat."
The guest suite was larger than her entire childhood home. A hot bath was drawn. On the bed lay a silk nightgown that looked like it cost more than a car.
Clara scrubbed herself in the tub, trying to wash away the feeling of his kiss. It still lingered on her lips, a phantom burn.
She put on the nightgown. It fit perfectly. Too perfectly.
She stepped out into the bedroom. Sebastian was sitting in the armchair in the corner, watching her.
Clara crossed her arms over her chest. "The contract... it didn't specify... conjugal duties."
Sebastian stood up. He walked toward her. Clara backed up until her legs hit the edge of the bed.
"Relax, Clara," he said dryly. "I don't force women."
He reached out. Clara flinched.
He simply took her shoulders and turned her around. His cold fingers brushed her spine as he pulled her hair out from under the collar of the gown.
"I have patience," he whispered to the back of her head. "Sleep. We have a press conference at 9:00 AM."
He walked to the door. Before he left, his phone rang. He answered it on speaker.
"Seb, you crazy bastard," a male voice laughed. It was Julian, his lawyer and best friend. "Did you actually catch the little sparrow?"
Sebastian looked at Clara, his eyes dark.
"She's not a sparrow, Julian," he said. "She's my wife. And if anyone looks at her wrong, I'll bury them."
He slammed the door shut.
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8.0
I sat on the edge of the examination table, the crinkle of the sanitary paper sounding like thunder in the sterile room. The doctor didn't even look at me as he confirmed the news: the pregnancy was over. My husband, Keyon, didn't answer my call. He just sent an automated text: "In a meeting."
When I returned to our cold mansion, I found his iPad glowing with a message from his "muse," Katina. He was throwing her a secret gala tonight-on our third wedding anniversary. He told her he couldn't wait to escape the "boring" and "draining" atmosphere I created at home.
Keyon didn't stumble in until 3 AM, smelling of Katina's perfume with a smear of red on his collar. When I handed him the divorce papers, he laughed in my face. He called me a "glorified housekeeper" with no skills and no future, promising I'd be back in three days begging for a subway ticket. He even bet his friends ten thousand dollars that I wouldn't survive a week without his name.
He had his assistant cancel my credit cards and block my gate access before I even reached the end of the driveway. He wanted me to starve. He wanted me to crawl. He sat in his office, mocking the "desperate" woman who pawned her three-million-dollar wedding ring for scrap metal just to pay for a meal.
I stood on the rainy curb, watching the man I had protected for three years treat my life like trash. He didn't know about the ultrasound I just threw in the bin. He didn't know that while he was calling me "dull," I was the one secretly writing the code that kept his billion-dollar empire from collapsing.
As I slid into a cheap Uber, I opened a hidden, encrypted app on my phone. The screen refreshed to a dashboard for an account Keyon didn't know existed. The balance was ten figures long-the accumulated wealth of "Solaris," the world's most elusive tech genius. Keyon thinks he just evicted a parasite, but he's about to find out he just declared war on the only person who can hit "delete" on his entire life.
7.1
"The things I want to do to you..." his voice dropped, rough and low.
I smiled, daring him. "Do it. I dare you, Daddy."
A flicker of danger crossed his eyes. "Vieni qui, amore mio." Come here, my love.
And just like that, I forgot every reason I was supposed to stay away.
*****
Have you ever fallen in love with your mother's fiancé-only to discover he craves you too? Sin, right?
Yeah, that's me. Melissa Spencer.
A college student, an aspiring photographer, and an anonymous erotica writer by night.
Having Ben Gavin... the billionaire hockey captain and CEO of the world's top team-as my stepdad was enough to keep me on edge.
Craving his touch? That's another level of sin.
When financial ruin forces my mother and me into his penthouse, I swear I can resist him.
But things only get worse when his dangerously charming son vows to claim me too.
Now I'm caught between a hot hockey stepdad, a sexy F1 racer stepbrother, and an obsessed ex-biker boyfriend.
What happens when I find out everyone's been living a double life-including my own mother?
8.4
Twenty-four-year-old Rain Hart has fought to be seen all her life. Getting admitted into the prestigious Katherine Knight Fashion Academy with nothing but talent was a sign to her that things were finally falling into place in her life... until she encountered Adrian Knight, the billionaire CEO. She never planned to fall for the most dangerous man in it.
Adrian Knight is power, control, and temptation wrapped in a suit, and completely off-limits. He is everything Rain should avoid: married, connected to the Academy. But stolen glances turn into secret meetings, and before Rain can stop herself, she's trapped in an affair that could destroy them both.
Because Adrian doesn't belong to her. He belongs to a world built on dominance, legacy... and ruthless women who don't lose. When their secret explodes, it doesn't just trend...
It detonates. The headlines are merciless. The academy turns toxic. Jealous rivals circle like vultures. Then a blackmailer ends up dead. Adrian is arrested for murder. And Rain becomes the girl everyone loves to hate.
But the scandal isn't the most dangerous thing lurking in the shadows.
It's the truth.
A truth so devastating it shatters everything Rain thought she knew about love, loyalty... and herself.
Now pregnant, hunted by the press, betrayed by the powerful, and drowning in a world where trust is a weapon... Rain runs.
But in the Knight empire, power doesn't forgive. Jealousy doesn't forget. Survival comes at a price. And some secrets?
They should never be uncovered.
7.5
Brandon Hughes had it all-wealth, status, power-until a single scandal stripped him of everything.
Julia Bailey never believed in fairy tales; juggling three jobs just to survive, she had no time for spoiled heirs.
When Brandon crashes into her life-literally-she finds herself stuck with a penniless man who knows nothing about survival.
But Brandon isn't just another jobless troublemaker. He's the disowned heir of the Hughes Corporation, hiding a secret identity that could change Julia's life forever.
Torn between betrayal and desire, Julia must decide: should she trust the disgraced heir who turned her world upside down, or side with James Whitmore, the ambitious lawyer who promises her stability but hides dangerous secrets of his own?
A story of love, betrayal, redemption, and the revolution of two hearts.
7.0
For five years, I was the live-in psychologist who saved billionaire Julian Davenport. I did it to repay a debt, believing he was the boy who once saved my life.
On my last day, he and his fiancée framed me.
They destroyed my career, turned my family against me, and left me with nothing. I was broken, betrayed by the very man I had healed.
Then, a kind stranger found me standing in the rain. He revealed a devastating secret that changed everything: he was my real savior, and the man I sacrificed my life for was a fraud.
8.6
She gave up a billion-dollar fortune for love.
He humiliated her, betrayed her, and threw her out. Pregnant and alone.
Five years later, Emma Weiss is back.
Not as the pathetic wife he despised, but as the hidden heiress who owns the empire he's desperately begging to save.
Now Jasper Parrish will learn the hard way: never underestimate a woman scorned.
While he crawls for scraps, another man is ready to give her everything she deserves: passion, power, and a love that doesn't destroy.
Revenge has never been this sweet... or this hot.