"I'll pick you up tonight at 8" she lowered her eyebrows, read the message on her phone again and turned in amazement, looking at Jason, who was going through documents with an expressionless face. There was definitely something wrong with this man. After that charity dinner he had used sex to punish her, leaving her unconscious, Elena had woken up bathed and in one of his shirts, which was big enough for her to use as a nightgown, she had found on the bed was a bag of clothes in her size, and in the kitchen there was breakfast waiting for her and a note 'Take a day off' addressed to her.

Elena of course hadn't listened to him and despite the pain tearing through her body with every step, she had turned up for work, resulting in Jason forcing her out of the office and then sitting silently on her couch all day, assuring that she is resting. The next morning, Jason was gone, but there was a huge bouquet of flowers on her nightstand. He didn't try to touch her, he didn't press her, he just made small gifts and gestures that confused her.

The other thing she noticed was that his fiancee didn't show up at the office anymore. In the two years since she'd worked for him, Elena hadn't known this man. He still looked annoyingly stony, but he seemed to notice more details, as if he was reading her mind, making sure he met her every need. And it didn't just confuse her, she didn't know how to deal with this new side of him and the open showing of attention to her.

She was afraid to even think about what his new behavior meant, but her guesses ranged from completely insane to terminally ill. Jason seemed to sense her gaze, lifted his head, leaned back and held it. No reaction, just the two of them looking at each other. Her head throbbed even more and the nausea rose again, Elena swallowed and looked away. Wondering what he thought he was going to achieve with his behavior, Elena opened her desk drawer and pulled out a blister pack of anti-vomiting pills.

She hadn't been feeling well for the past few days, and thinking it was a stomach virus, she had filled her desk cabinet with various pills. But they only seemed to help for a short time, because the nausea returned every time she smelled food. Suddenly her head jerked up and Elena unlocked her phone, whispering a prayer under her breath, she opened the calendar and began to count, her chest tightening with terror as each day passed.

Three weeks, but it wasn't possible, was it? She locked her phone and stared blankly at its screen, trying to take in what was happening. She had not missed a gynecological examination, her birth control ring was in place, it was impossible for her to be pregnant. But she was three weeks late on her period, and through everything with Jason, she hadn't even noticed. Panic crept into every cell and her eyes watered. Impossible, she can't be pregnant!

Giving in to her suffocating feeling, Elena took out her bag and ran to the elevator. Pressing the button almost hysterically, she began stomping in place, clutching her bag to her chest as if that would change the likelihood that she was pregnant with Jason Hex's child. "Faster you bitch!" Elena hissed at the elevator door, glancing back nervously. Her mind kept going over dates, as if she was going to change something, but she desperately needed proof that she was wrong.

"But I have a ring, how..." Elena had asked for an urgent appointment and examination by her gynecologist. "It's moved, and if it's not in place and properly placed, it's of no use," replied Dr. Davis, and Elena tearfully looked up at the monitor. "There it is" the doctor pointed to a small dot on the monitor and Elena squinted, straining to make out anything. "Six weeks, everything seems normal" she bit her lip and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.

Six weeks? What a twisted joke on her luck? After almost two years without a relationship, with a misplaced birth control ring, she had hit on the perfect night to sleep with Jason and conceive his child. Now what? She couldn't tell Jason, he was engaged, that would cause a scandal that could hurt him immensely. Not to mention if Bianca found out that Elena was pregnant by her future husband, how would she react? Still, Elena could lie to Bianca, but how could she lie to Jason if she decided to keep the child, and she would.

"You may clean yourself" Dr. Davis handed her some wipes and Elena stood up, cleaning the contact gel from her stomach. "I will prescribe you vitamins, you will also need to do some tests to make sure that everything is really okay with the embryo" Elena nodded and straightened her clothes, following him to his desk. He started writing on a prescription, then printed out the tests that Elena had to do, and she was wondering all the time what she was going to do from now on.

Elena placed a hand on her stomach and a gentle smile appeared. Jason's baby. Just when she had thought that the connection between them was broken, this little miracle had appeared, as if to show her that fate had not completely abandoned her and she would have an unforgettable memory of her time with the man she loved before he marry another, and she has to live only with the agony of their memories together.

"So" she looked up to meet her doctor's knowing smile. "One pill a day" he handed her the prescription. "When the results are out, I'll call you" Elena nodded, thanked him and stood up, walking towards the door, clutching her bag to her stomach as if to protect the little creature in her womb.

"Aren't you ready?" Jason looked at her pajamas and frowned. "I'm not feeling well, I'm not in the mood for dinner out" Elena bit her lip, hoping he'd get over it, otherwise there was no way he could justify her refusal to drink, given that she didn't miss a glass of fine wine. "Fine, we'll order takeout then" he walked past her, settling down on her couch as Elena glared at him in annoyance. "I might not want to have dinner with you, haven't you thought about it?" Jason turned his head back and Elena closed the door. "Italian, pizza or Chinese?" he asked, ignoring her question.

"Your head in sweet and sour sauce" she pouted and Jason nodded. "So Chinese" he started digging into his phone, and Elena sat opposite him on the small coffee table, but further away. "Nothing spicy" he looked up for a moment, something flashed in his eyes and his eyebrow shot up, but he agreed with a nod and went back to the online order.

"I don't bite" Jason set his phone aside and leaned forward, grabbing her knee, he slid her against him. "I have evidence to the contrary" his gaze fell on the purple mark on her neck, which Elena managed to hide with makeup during the day, but now it was clearly visible after she had washed off the makeup. "Okay, I promise not to bite you now?" he suggested and Elena rolled her eyes. "Like I'd believe you" Jason took a deep breath and reminded himself that he had to be careful with her if he wanted her to stay by his side and enjoy that sexy ass.

"Enough kitten, I promise to be obedient" Elena eyed him, wondering how long they would have before it dawned on her that she was pregnant and had to leave. "You-obedient?" that was fun, maybe he really was totally out of his mind. "That's right" his hand slid up her thigh and Elena tilted her head. "Tonight I'm not just going to be obedient, but we're going to do whatever you want" he stood up, grabbed her around the waist and Elena gasped, ending up in his lap.

"So whatever I decide?" Elena tried to get up from his lap, but Jason held her back with a hand on her hip. "Anything you want kitty" he tried to make his most submissive voice but it sounded like a tiger trying to growl with a sore throat. Elena looked at him skeptically, maybe she could have fun with him. "Okay, so we're going to eat on the couch and watch romantic movies while cuddling?" Jason looked at her and nodded. "Sounds great to me" Elena nearly hit her jaw on the floor, gaping at him in amazement.

"You...you agree? Cuddling? Like a normal couple?" Jason nodded and pulled her further into his lap. "That's right, hugs, drama, tears, whatever you want" Elena tried to read his calm face if he was joking, but he seemed to be serious and she decided to see how far she could go. "Can I lie on your lap?" he looked down to where her ass could definitely feel his hard cock right now and grunted. "Sure you can, kitty" her smile was more dazzling than the sun.

"And hold hands?" he raised his hand and spread his fingers, Elena disbelievingly touched her palm to his, the difference was striking, but their fingers intertwined perfectly. "Light flirty kisses?" Jason raised an eyebrow and shifted slightly, rubbing the bulge in his pants against her ass. "I'm not sure I can promise they'll be easy or flirty, kitty, but I'll try" he smirked and Elena blinked.

"I...I don't know...are you serious?" Jason sighed. "Seriously, kitten, I'm deadly serious" her eyes sparkled and Elena gave in to the moment, wrapping her arms around his neck and planting a loud kiss on his lips. Jason wrapped his arms around her securely and Elena began to describe how they were going to spend the evening and he could tell he wasn't annoyed by it. He tried to compare a similar moment with Bianca, but she had irritated him with just her presence.

And yes, he was aware that this was the first time that even though he was turned on, he was captivated by the joy in her eyes and voice more than the possibility of fucking her into oblivion. The doorbell rang and Jason picked Elena up, sat her down on the couch, and opened the door, paying the delivery man. Elena was so enthusiastic that when he turned to her, she was on her knees, her chest resting on the backrest and her chin resting on her hands.

For two years he had worked with this woman, every day the two of them were together for ten hours, and he had not noticed how perfectly she suited him. Not just her body, she accepted his obsessive possessiveness, dealt with his jealousy, and sex was more than anything he could ask for. Jason thought he was a smart man, but he hadn't expected that he was blind.