PREGNANT AFTER ONE NIGHT WITH My BILLIONAIRE BOSS Novel PDF Free Download

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Lena's Pov

For one month, Damien Wolfe had barely looked at me.

Not really.

Not the way he had looked at me that night in Paris.

Since we returned from that business trip, he had become colder than ever.

Every instruction came through email.

Every meeting through intercom.

Even though I was his personal secretary and sat just outside his office, he treated me like a stranger.

Like that night had never happened.

Lena Hart

*standing outside his office*

And now I was standing outside his office because he had finally called me in.

My pulse thudded.

Damien Assistant

Mr. Wolfe will see you now

Lena Hart

*pushed the door open*

Damien sat behind his desk in a charcoal suit, head lowered over papers.

Damien Wolfe

Damien Wolfe

*sat behind his desk in a charcoal suit, head lowered over papers*

Sharp. Controlled. Untouchable.

The same man whose hands had once held my face like I was something fragile.

I hated that I remembered.

Damien Wolfe

Close the door, Lena. *deep voice*

Lena Hart

*deep voice sent a chill through her*

Lena Hart

*do it as he said*

He didn’t tell me to sit.

Lena Hart

*stayed standing, gripping a file*

My mind betrayed me, dragging me back to Paris—

That rooftop after the investors’ dinner.

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That rooftop after the investors’ dinner.

City lights burning gold.

Wind moving through my hair.

Too much champagne.

Too much laughter.

And Damien—who never smiled—actually smiling.

Damien Wolfe

You talk too much when you drink

Lena Hart

*laughed*

Lena Hart

And you stare too much when you don’t.

Damien Wolfe

*eyes darkened*

Damien Wolfe

Do I?

I should have walked away.

but

Lena Hart

yes *whispered*

Damien Wolfe

*grab her wrist*

Everything changed.

The air.

The silence.

My breathing.

Damien Wolfe

Lena… *murmured*

he murmured, like my name meant trouble.

I still remembered the way he pulled me closer.

The way his mouth brushed mine once—

Slow.

Testing.

And when I kissed him back, something in him broke.

The kiss deepened.

Hungry. Dangerous.

Damien Wolfe

*hand slid to her waist*

Lena Hart

*heart nearly stopped*

In the elevator

Damien Wolfe

*pinned her gently against the mirrored wall and whispered*

Damien Wolfe

Tell me to stop.

I didn’t.

In his hotel suite, candlelight spilled over white sheets.

His tie landed on the floor.

My dress followed.

Damien Wolfe

*forehead touched her*

Damien Wolfe

Are you sure?

Lena Hart

*kiss him*

And for one impossible night, Damien Wolfe had not been my ruthless boss.

He had been only a man.

Warm.

Intense.

Almost tender.

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Next morning

And he became ice.

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Damien Wolfe

Lena.

Lena Hart

*His voice snapped her back ,come out from her thoughts*

Lena Hart

*looked up*

Damien Wolfe

*looking her*

He was watching me.

Expression unreadable.

Damien Wolfe

You’re distracted.

Lena Hart

I’m listening.

Damien Wolfe

Good

Damien Wolfe

*slid a document across the desk*

Damien Wolfe

Sign it.

Lena Hart

*frowned*

Lena Hart

What is it?

Damien Wolfe

Your termination.

The room spun.

Lena Hart

I’m sorry… what? *voice came out barely audible*

Damien Wolfe

You’re fired.

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Damien Wolfe

You’re fired.

The words landed like a slap.

Lena Hart

*stared at him*

After a month of silence—

This?

Lena Hart

For what reason?

Damien Wolfe

*jaw hardened*

Damien Wolfe

This arrangement is no longer workable.

Arrangement?

Was that what I was?

Lena Hart

*chest burned*

Lena Hart

You mean after sleeping with me?

Damien Wolfe

*gaze sharpened*

Damien Wolfe

Lower your voice.

Lena Hart

No

Lena Hart

*stepped closer*

Lena Hart

You ignore me for a month, then fire me?

Damien Wolfe

*voice dropped cold*

Damien Wolfe

That night should never have happened.

Lena Hart

*Pain flashed through her*

Lena Hart

A mistake?

Damien Wolfe

Yes

One word.

Cruel and clean.

Lena Hart

*swallowed hard*

Lena Hart

I would not cry here. 💬

Lena Hart

Fine. *put the file on his desk*

Lena Hart

I won’t beg for a job.

Lena Hart

*turned to leave his office*

Damien Wolfe

Leave your access card.

That was the final insult.

Lena Hart

*dropped it on the desk and walked out*

Head high. Heart shattered.

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outside the building

Lena Hart

*made it to the sidewalk before the nausea hit*

Lena Hart

*bent over, catching her breath*

Again.

Lena Hart

*pressed a hand there*

Lately I’d been tired.

Moody.

Sick in the mornings.

Lena Hart

*blood ran cold*

Lena Hart

No

Lena Hart

*pulled out her phone calendar , frozen*

My period was late.

Three weeks.

Lena Hart

Oh God… *whispered*

My mind raced.

Paris.

That night.

Damien.

Lena Hart

*looked up and saw a pharmacy across the street*

Lena Hart

*walked towards that pharmacy*

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Lena Hart

*stood in a restroom staring at a pregnancy test*

Lena Hart

*hand shaking*

Lena Hart

Please no. *close eyes*

Lena Hart

Please— *look down*

Two pink lines.

Lena Hart

*knees nearly gave way*

Lena Hart

*take wall support*

Pregnant.

I was pregnant.

By Damien Wolfe.

And he had fired me.

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