Forced to Carry My Boss’ Baby

Sebastian’s POV I just slapped the woman I once promised to protect. The slap rang out as her head turned from the force. The whole room went still. What had I done? She stared at me, and she wasn’t too surprised at my action. “You deserved that,” I said, my jaw tight. “After everything I gave you... You still stabbed me in the back.” My voice trembled with anger. “I loved you, despite our age gap. I didn’t care what people said. I ignored all the warnings because I thought we were real.” My fists clenched. The fire in my chest kept burning, and no matter how hard I tried, I could not put it out. “I am not happy anymore, Sebastian,” she said, her eyes wet. “The way you love me... It’s too much. I feel like I can’t breathe. I need space.” Her words hit harder than any slap. Space? I gave her everything. My time. My energy. My love. How could she feel smothered? “Was it not enough?” I snapped. “I gave you all of me. And this is how you thank me?” “I did love you,” she whispered. “But I grew tired. I started feeling small beside you. Trapped. I need more than this.” Tears streamed down her face, but they did nothing to soften me. She said she loved me, and now she was leaving me? No. It was not just about space. She had found someone else. Someone with more money. I had seen the signs, but I chose to ignore them because I loved her too much to accept the truth. “Fine,” I said coldly. “Go. But once you walk out that door, do not ever come back. I will never take you back.” She paused, looked at me with sad eyes, then turned and walked away. No goodbyes. No second thoughts. Just silence. I sank into my chair, my body heavy with rage and pain. My hands trembled as I stared at the door she had walked through. And then, I lost it. I swept everything off my desk. Paperweights, files, pens, all of it hit the ground with a loud crash. My secretary rushed in, alarmed. “Sir! Are you okay?” I glanced at her. Was I okay? No. I was anything but. “Clean that up,” I said before storming out. I needed a drink. Something to blur the edges. Something to help me forget the woman who just shattered me. *************** Diana’s POV I think my boss just lost his mind. Sir Sebastian looked like he was about to tear the whole office apart. I heard him yelling earlier. It was his girlfriend, again. I was not trying to listen, but they were so loud I could hear every word from outside his door. Honestly, who in their right mind would break up with a man like Sir Sebastian? He is rich, insanely good-looking, and smart. Sure, he has a bad temper and is ten years older than her, but he loved her. Like, truly loved her. What more could she want? Maybe that is the problem. His temper. Sir Sebastian can be cold, too cold sometimes. He snaps at everyone, especially me. I get scolded for things that are not even my fault. There are days he glares at me like I ruined his whole life. Still… behind all that anger, I see someone hurting. His girlfriend had no idea what she was throwing away. Me? I am just his secretary. I do not expect anything more. This job pays the bills, and that is all I care about. I take care of my younger siblings. I lost both my parents; Dad died when I was little, and Mum passed away last year. My brother is in college, and my sister is still in high school. My only brother has a heart problem, and the treatment costs a fortune. I do not have the time or energy for love. My family comes first. Anyway, I had just finished cleaning the mess in his office. Papers were everywhere, he really lost it today. I checked the time. It was already past two, and Sir Sebastian had been gone since morning. With so much work waiting, I could not believe he just disappeared to “cool off.” And just as I thought that… there he was. Speak of the devil. He walked in, looking as if someone had insulted his entire bloodline. His jaw was tight, his brows were pulled together, and his mood? Darker than a storm cloud. “Why are you staring?” he snapped, catching me mid-glance. “S..Sir, I need your signature on these,” I stuttered, handing him a folder. He ignored it. “Bring it to my office,” he said, walking past me. As he passed, I caught a strong smell of alcohol. So, he had been drinking. I guess heartbreak makes people do that. I followed him in, still holding the documents. When I stepped into his office, I almost gasped. He was drinking straight from the bottle, and it was not juice, for sure. I tried not to react and placed the papers on his desk. “Here, Sir,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. Then… he looked at me. That kind of look that makes you forget how to breathe. I stood frozen, unsure of where to put my hands or how to move. And then…God help me…he started unbuttoning his shirt. Right in front of me. My heart jumped to my throat. What was happening? Should I turn around? Leave? Pretend I saw nothing? “Do you need anything else, Sir?” I asked, praying he would send me out. He just shook his head and waved me away. I rushed out and closed the door behind me, then leaned against it, breathing hard. My heart was beating so fast it hurt. Did I just see… abs? Hot, sculpted, ridiculously unfair abs? I covered my mouth, trying not to squeal like a teenage girl. Oh no. This was bad. Sir Sebastian was not just my scary boss anymore. Now I could not stop thinking about how dangerously attractive he really was.