Amanda woke up the next morning to an empty bed. She stretched lazily, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. Running a hand over her stomach, she whispered, "My baby, I wish you are a boy."
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Her mind drifted back to the night before. She had taken a special pill—one designed to ensure pregnancy after sleeping with a man. The memory brought a deeper smirk to her face as she returned to the present. She sat up, brushing her hair back as she muttered, "Hazel, let us see what will happen to you next."
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In another room, Zamiel slowly opened his eyes, his body feeling lighter than the night before. His gaze fell on the white bedsheet—and the bloodstain. He frowned, realization dawning upon him. "So, it was her first time..." he murmured to himself.
He sat up and was about to step out of bed when he heard Hazel yawn softly. She stirred, blinking her eyes open, and the moment she saw Zamiel, she quickly shut them again, her mind racing. Hazel, why did you wake up at this time? You should have left before he woke up!
Zamiel chuckled, seeing through her pretense. "Are you not going to wake up so we can talk about what happened last night?"
Hazel hesitated, then slowly sat up, her face partially hidden by her hair. "It seems it was your first time. I am sorry," Zamiel said gently.
Hazel's eyes widened in shock at his words. She turned to him, flustered, then quickly changed the subject. "How is your body? Yesterday, you kept saying you were hot. Are you feeling better now?"
Zamiel stretched his arms, smirking. "I feel perfectly fine. It was Amanda's plot. She drugged me."
Hazel frowned. "How do you know?"
"My assistant saw a waitress slipping something into my drink."
Hazel's expression darkened. "Then why did you drink it if you knew?"
"Because I also had Amanda's wine drugged," Zamiel admitted. "But in the end thank goodness cause, no one else drank from the bottle because Amanda broke it first."
Hazel studied his face, her emotions unreadable. Zamiel reached for her hand, holding it firmly. "Hazel,but I don't think we should discuss that now ,I have been waiting for a moment like this. A moment where we would be alone, and I could finally say this..." He took a deep breath. "Hazel, please be my woman."
Hazel was stunned, unable to find words. Her heart pounded as she stared at him, her emotions in turmoil. Without thinking, she closed the distance between them, pressing her lips to his.
When they parted, Zamiel smiled. "Should I take that as a yes?"
Hazel, still breathless, nodded and smiled back at him.
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At her mother's house, Amanda relayed the previous night's success. "Our plan worked, Mother."
Her mother nodded approvingly. "We are one step ahead. Hazel should wait and see what happens to her next."
Amanda's mother leaned in, lowering her voice. "Your father is talking about his will. I will make sure you get the company. So our secret must not be revealed to anyone cause big thing is coming out way my daughter"
Amanda nod and her lips curled into a devilish smile. "Good. Hazel will never see it coming."
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At Star Entertainment, the filming of the new movie had begun. Hazel stood in the director's chair, giving instructions to the crew and actors, ensuring the vision of the film aligned with her expectations.
She was immersed in her work when Zamiel's assistant approached her. "Ma'am, Mr. President is calling for you."
Hazel sighed but nodded, making her way to his office. The moment she entered, Zamiel wasted no time. He pulled her close by the waist, smirking. "The crew and the actresses are really stressing my wife."
Hazel chuckled. "Wife? Are you calling me that playfully?"
Zamiel kissed her cheek. "Do you realize you are distracting me from my work?"
Hazel smirked, tilting her head. "You are also distracting me. I cannot focus when you are like this."
Zamiel sighed dramatically. "I cannot focus on anything because I miss you already."
Hazel shook her head, laughing softly. "Do not worry. I am all yours."
As they embraced each other.
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