Messed Up Deal with the Secretive Billionaire

Nora's POV

Two pink lines.

I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, hoping the lines would disappear. But that was not even possible.

Three other tests lay around with the same result.

“No. No, no, no...”

This can’t be happening now.

My life was just starting to make sense after the hustles and struggles and fights to make my way into the entertainment industry.

I had survived endless auditions and heart-crushing rejections that had constantly thrown me into depression.

Most people would have given up, but I didn’t.

Eight months ago, I landed a minor TV role. Not huge, but enough to get noticed.

That was how I meet Nathan Everard, my manager and boyfriend. He had always said I was different, that I had real potential.

I sighed.

He should be happy. Ecstatic even. He was going to be a father.

But what about me? Wasn't it too early for a long break?

I was just nineteen, fresh into theatre arts, and barely starting life.

This shouldn't be happening now.

But Nathan loves me and I believe our relationship was meant to be.

I grabbed my phone from the bed.

For a moment, doubt crept into my mind.

What if he gets angry?

What if this ruins everything?

I shook the thought away quickly.

He’ll be surprised, or even shocked. But we’ll figure it out together.

That’s what couples do.

Taking a deep breath, I dialled Nathan's line.

It rang once and went to voicemail.

I didn't bother calling the second time.

I just got up and got ready to go see him.

Nathan’s office was on the nineteenth floor of the building. I had been here countless times before, but today felt... very different.

My hands were sweaty as I rode the elevator up. My mind kept racing through different ways to tell him.

Should I just say it directly. Or over dinner?

Or a surprise visit to his apartment?

But Nathan hates surprise visits at his home.

The secretary said he had an appointment, so I waited for almost an hour.

I finally stood up after I decided to just go prepare a surprise dinner at his apartment, but then the supposed client he had been with stepped out of his office.

I recognized her as a newbie in the industry. Couldn't place her name.

But damn, she was gorgeous and ice cold. Not even a hi to me.

Well, she wasn't my problem.

Nathan was sitting behind his desk, scrolling on his tablet. His shirt was unbuttoned at the neck and his tie lay at a corner of his large desk, almost falling off.

“Nora,” he said, glancing up. “What’s so urgent?”

My heart did a funny beat then. I didn't know why I suddenly felt unsure.

"I need a hug," I said as I went around his desk. Something about his cologne felt... off, but I didn't think much of it.

He wrapped his arms around me and gave me a kiss.

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