Chapter Twelve: Seduction

Amid the sleek modernity of his company's executive office, Alexander Stone delved into the labyrinth of documents that demanded his attention.

The air hummed with the subdued energy of the corporate world—a stark contrast to the opulent yet confined atmosphere of the villa.

His phone vibrated, disrupting the rhythmic cadence of keystrokes. The caller ID revealed the hospital's name, casting a shadow of concern across Alexander's features.

Anxiously answering the call, he listened intently to the voice on the other end, his expression shifting from focused concentration to a mixture of surprise and apprehension.

"Mr. Stone, this is the hospital. There's an urgent matter regarding Mrs. Veronica Stone. We request your immediate presence."

The urgency in the caller's voice sent a jolt of concern through Alexander. Without a moment's hesitation, he abandoned the meticulously organized papers on his desk, leaving the executive office in a hurried stride.

Upon reaching the hospital, Alexander navigated the sterile corridors with a sense of urgency. The scent of antiseptic filled the air as he approached the room where Veronica awaited. As the door swung open, the gravity of the situation became palpable.

Veronica, reclined on the hospital bed, greeted him with a faint smile that failed to conceal the vulnerability etched across her features. Concern etched lines on Alexander's forehead as he took a seat beside her, his eyes searching for answers.

"Veronica, what happened? Why are you here?" he inquired, his voice a mixture of worry and confusion.

Veronica met his gaze, her eyes revealing a depth of emotion. "Alex, I've been undergoing medical treatment. I want to give you a child," she confessed, her words hanging in the air.

The revelation sent ripples through the room, the weight of its implications settling between them. Alexander's eyes widened in surprise, a complex mixture of emotions playing across his features.

"Veronica, why didn't you discuss this with me? Why undergo such treatment without informing me?" he questioned, a note of frustration seeping into his voice.

Veronica's gaze softened, her vulnerability laid bare. "I wanted to surprise you, to show you that I'm committed to our future. I know how much having a child means to you," she explained, her voice a delicate whisper.

The admission bore the weight of unspoken sacrifices, a gesture of love entangled with the complexities of their relationship.

Alexander, torn between surprise and gratitude, regarded her with a mix of emotions.

"Veronica, I appreciate your intentions, but decisions like these should be made together. We're lover...," he expressed, his tone a blend of firmness and understanding.

As they navigated the delicate conversation, Veronica unveiled the intricacies of her decision—the desire to bridge the gap between them, to offer a tangible testament of commitment.

Alexander, while grateful for her gesture, grappled with the realization that such decisions warranted mutual understanding and consent.

"Alex, I thought this could be our chance—to have a family, to solidify our bond. I didn't mean to upset you," Veronica confessed, her eyes reflecting the vulnerability of her position.

A sigh escaped Alexander's lips, a confluence of emotions weighing on him. He reached out, gently squeezing Veronica's hand in a gesture that conveyed both reassurance and a need for shared decisions.

"Veronica, I appreciate your intentions, but we need to communicate about these matters. We're in this together, and decisions regarding our future should be made as a team," he conveyed, his words a plea for a united front.

As they navigated the complex terrain of their relationship, Alexander made a choice—a choice to accompany Veronica on the journey she had undertaken, a choice to be present in the shared decisions that would shape their future.

"I'll be with you through this, Veronica. Let's face this together," he affirmed, his commitment a bridge between the gaps that had formed.

"Actually there's something I want to tell you. It's about Emily." Alex hesitated to say about her.

Veronica feels angry hearing the name, but she just smiled softly holding Alex hand. "What is it that make you hesitate? Just say it..."

"She's pregnant. I know about it yesterday." He said slowly while looking at her reaction.

Veronica pretend to be happy and hug Alex. "So, we finally have a child?"

Alex feels happy seeing her smiles. "Yeah. Our child."

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FEW DAYS LATER

Amid the subtle hum of his office, Alexander Stone's phone rang, the sharp trill cutting through the ambient corporate ambiance.

The caller ID revealed Emily's name—a women who carry his and Veronica child.

He hesitated for a moment before reluctantly answering, the tone of his voice betraying a sense of detachment.

"Hello?" he uttered, his greeting devoid of the warmth that once characterized their interactions.

On the other end of the line, Emily's voice, tinged with a hint of uncertainty, began to weave a narrative—an attempt to share her thoughts, her experiences within the confines of the villa. Yet, her words collided with the walls of Alexander's indifference.

As Emily spoke, Alexander's eyes flickered with disinterest, his attention seemingly diverted elsewhere. Beside him, Veronica, attuned to the shifts in his demeanor, clung to him with a coy smile, a subtle play for his attention.

"Alex, I just wanted to talk. It's been a while, and I thought—"

He cut her off, the chill in his voice unmistakable. "Emily, I'm in the middle of something. Can we talk later?" The words were a barrier, a wall he erected to keep the complexities of his life at bay.

In the proximity of Alexander's dismissive response, Veronica seized the opportunity to assert her presence. She looped her arm through his, her gaze meeting his with a feigned innocence that masked an underlying intention.

Alex smiled at her and bring her to his lap.

"Alex, darling, is everything alright?" she inquired, her tone a delicate symphony of concern and coyness. Her body was pressed on him.

Alexander, aware of her seduction, play with her blouse buttons. His attention, once tethered to the phone call, now became entangled in Veronica seduction.

"It's nothing, just a call. Nothing important," he dismissed, his words a subtle reassurance to the woman by his side.

In the confined space of the office, Emily's voice persisted through the phone—she was asking him to ask his mother not to confined her.

Yet, the cold indifference in Alexander's demeanor served as an unspoken barrier, a testament to the growing chasm between them.

"Alex, I just wanted you—"

Again, he interjected, his impatience cutting through the line. "Emily, not now. I have things to attend to." The words hung in the air.

Veronica, sensing the discord, leaned in with a calculated tenderness. "Darling, let's not let such trivial matters disturb our day. You have my full attention," she murmured, her lips grazing his cheek in a gesture that bordered on possessiveness.

As the phone call ended, Emily's voice faded into the distance—an unresolved symphony of words left hanging in the air.

Veronica, seizing the moment, guided Alexander to the luxurious resting area within the office. She perched on the edge of the bed, her eyes fixated on him with a blend of affection and calculation.

"Alex, you seem preoccupied. Is there something on your mind?" she inquired.

Alex was looking how she sit on his lap and seducing him. His hand hold her slim waist and they start to kiss passionately.

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