The morning sickness hit me before my eyes even opened.
I barely made it to the master bathroom, collapsing onto the cold marble floor as my stomach violently revolted. The reality of my situation settled in with every agonizing heave. I was alone, pregnant with my cheating ex-fiancé’s baby, and permanently bound to a ruthless billionaire who viewed me as his absolute property.
After rinsing my mouth, I looked in the mirror. The glamorous, lethal woman from the gala was gone. I looked pale, exhausted, and incredibly fragile.
I wrapped a plush white robe around myself and stepped out into the main dining area. The floor-to-ceiling windows showed a gray, overcast city skyline. Sitting at the head of the massive mahogany table was Alex.
He was already fully dressed in a tailored charcoal
