Sophia's P.O.V.

When I woke up in the morning, Xander was watching me with his arm wrapped around me and said, "Good morning, sleepyhead," when he noticed that I was awake.

I pulled back and asked, "What am I doing here?"

"You fell asleep on the couch. I carried you here," he replied.

I noticed that I had my nightie and I asked him angrily, "By what right did you change my clothes?"

He put his hands under his head in a careless expression. "Sophia, you are pregnant with my child. Don’t act like I saw something that I haven’t seen before. I know every inch of your body by heart,” he said biting his lower lip.

"But that doesn’t give you the right to do it."

He got up with an annoying expression on his face. He only had a pair of sweatpants on him. He was so handsome. He noticed that I was staring and said, "Am I telling you why you're staring at me?"

I turned my eyes away. He smirked. He approached me. He bent down towards me. He held my hand and put it on his chest. He trailed my hand down on his bare chest by holding my hand. Was the room getting hot? I bit my lower lip.

"You can look at me as much as you want. After all, I am yours,” he said looking into my eyes. I looked into his eyes without saying anything. A little later, he let go of my hand and straightened up. "I have to go to the holding. Work has accumulated. Don’t forget about dinner with our parents. Get ready. I will pick you up."

"Okay."

He got ready and left. I put on my clothes and went downstairs. My mother called after I had breakfast. I told her that Xander stopped me before I left and we made up.

I got ready and went down. Xander called me and said he was on his way. We left after Xander had changed his clothes.

Xander stopped the car in front of the restaurant and got out of the car. He offered me his hand and I took it. He held it as I got out of the car. He put his hand on my back. When we entered the restaurant, they were all waiting for us. After we greeted them, we sat down. We ordered our meals.

John started to talk after we had finished our meals. "We are really glad you are together again."

Xander put his hand on top of mine. I wanted to pull back, but he didn't let me. He held my hand tightly. "We have other news for you. We decided to get married." They were so happy and they congratulated us. "We are getting married in a month," Xander told them after they finished hugging and kissing us.

"Isn’t that a little early?" my mother asked, concerned.

Xander looked at me and smiled, then he looked at my mother and explained, "I don’t want to be apart from her for a second." Both of our parents looked at us in awe and were so happy. They didn’t argue with him.

We returned home after dinner. I was so tired. I went to the bedroom and put my nightie on. Xander came to the bedroom. I wondered what he was doing here so I asked him, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to sleep," he said simply like it wasn’t a big deal.

"You will not sleep here. I agreed to stay here, but I will not stay in the same room with you."

"Sophia, don’t start again."

"Xander, I’m serious."

He breathed deeply and said, "Let it be like you want." He grabbed his sweatpants and slammed the door behind him.

I got up in the morning. I took a shower and put my clothes on. I went down. Xander made breakfast. He was surprised to see me dressed. As I grabbed my handbag, Xander asked, "Where are you going?"

"To the company. I'm bored of just staying here. I’m going back to the company. I talked to my dad about it. Before I was your assistant, I worked at my company."

"Before you began to lie to me,” he said as he looked at me without an expression on his face.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, before I lied to you,” I said, emphasizing the word lied. He never forgets it.

I sat down on the chair and started having breakfast. He told me calmly without looking at me, "I don’t give you permission."

"I didn’t ask for your permission. I'm going to the company after I finish my breakfast."

He breathed deeply, putting his knife and fork on the plate. He looked at me, clenching his hands together and said firmly, "You are not going. You are pregnant. You should rest."

"I won’t run a marathon. I will work. I’m bored at home all day."

He looked like he was thinking. "Okay, but you will go with Luke, everywhere."

"I don’t need a driver…" I began to say but of course, he interrupted me.

"You will either go with him or you will not go at all," he said.

I breathed deeply and finally gave in, "Fine." We continued to have breakfast.

After breakfast, I took my bag, and we went out together. I got in the car and waited for Luke. Xander called him and said something to him. He definitely wanted a daily report. I rolled my eyes. His control freak attitude gets on my nerves.

After talking with Xander, Luke got in the car. Xander winked at me and got in his car. He drove fast.

Xander's P.O.V.

"Luke?"

"Yes, Mr. Knight?"

"Don't let her out of your sight. Don’t leave her side no matter where she goes. You are the only one who can drop her off, don’t leave her alone even if she insists. Keep me informed about everything," I commanded Luke.

"Yes, sir," he replied. I didn’t like that she went to the company, but I was sure she wasn’t going to listen to me. Sometimes she could be so stubborn.

I called Luke. He said he dropped her off and was waiting outside. Then I called Sophia.

"Yes, Xander?" she asked angrily.

"Should a woman talk to her future husband in that tone?" I asked.

"Yes, if her future husband chases after her like a shadow," she answered. I smiled. I knew she wouldn’t like how I behaved. But I was thinking about her and our baby's health. I was worried about them. I didn't want her to get tired.

"Did you have lunch?" I asked, annoying her more.

She breathed deeply, "Yes, I did."

"When will you leave?" I asked some more.

"At 6:00 in the evening. Do you have any other questions?"

"No, I don’t. Don’t tire yourself. I send you a kiss,” I said and hung up my phone without letting her say anything.

Sophia's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe it; he hung up on me. Jerk. I put my phone on the desk. He could annoy me again, but there was a knock on the door that stopped me from thinking of him.

"Come in," I said behind the door to the other person.

"Ms. Reynolds, I brought you an invitation to a charity event."

"Okay, put it on the desk." It was an annual charity event. A lot of people would go.

When I came home, Xander was sitting on the couch. This was a first. "Why did you come home early?"

"I missed you too, darling," he smirked. I narrowed my eyes. I sat down on the couch and took off my shoes. I was tired. "Are your feet sore?" he asked when he saw what I was doing.

"A little," I said honestly.

He got up and sat next to me on the couch. He held my feet and lifted them up. He put my feet on his lap.

"What are you doing?" I asked him genuinely curious.

"Relax, lean back on the pillow. I'm going to massage your feet. A foot massage is good for pregnant women; it will help you relax. As the mother relaxes, the baby relaxes too." I was surprised to hear this. Where did he know these things?

"How many pregnant women have you seen?"

He grinned at my question and responded, "You're so cute when you get jealous."

"I’m not jealous."

He smiled with an unconvincing smile. "I didn’t get anyone pregnant if that's what you were wondering. Only you, baby." I wanted to pull my feet away. I got angry. But he didn't let me and I was about to protest when he stopped me, "Shhh! Be quiet!"

He started to massage my foot. I was really relaxed and closed my eyes. "Does it feel good?"

"Mmhm," was that I managed to let out as I concentrated on how good it felt. It did make me feel relaxed.

I felt his smile. But I didn't give him attention. I was enjoying the massage on my feet. After he stopped massaging my feet, he got up. I looked at him and said, "Thank you."

"Anything for you."