Fled With The Billionaire Babies

"Ah… Slower…!" The woman pleaded in the dimly lit room, gripping the man's strong back.

Her moans of pleasure only fueled his eagerness as he moved back and forth with intensity. Their heavy breaths mingled together, igniting a fiercer passion within each other.

CLANG!!!

Their wild movements knocked over the lamp on the bedside table. The orange light turned on and lit up the room.

Still struggling to catch his breath, Connor King looked at Aurora Baker with a mocking gaze.

"I can't believe you're this desperate. Drugging me just to get me to touch you? Well, are you satisfied now?"

With a smirk, he changed his angle and continued with his hard thrusts, taking her pleasure to new heights.

A single tear slipped down her check as she struggled to speak, "I didn't…"

His eyes darkened upon seeing her cry, pushing him to move even faster, and with a few more thrusts they both reached climax.

Letting out a low growl, Connor released Aurora, still shaking from aftershocks, lost in a daze. He headed towards the bathroom, leaving her to lie motionless on the bed. It took her some time to gather her strength and slowly dress herself.

Her gaze fell upon the nightstand drawer, and she bit her lip.

Two years ago, when the Baker Group was facing a financial crisis, her parents drugged her and sent her to Connor's bed to secure an alliance with the King family.

Connor believed that it was all Aurora's scheme to get closer to him, and despised her from the start. And more than that, he never loved her because he treasured someone else.

Avery Stewart.

Avery had saved his life. He was incredibly grateful, and wanted to marry her. But due to certain family obligations and business contracts, he was forced to marry Aurora instead.

Despite his hatred, Aurora cared and loved him in every way, even though the high society of the city all mocked and looked down on her for it.

But she didn't care about their opinions. She never complained once, continuing to tolerate everything Connor did that proved how much he hated her.

But today, she decided… she couldn't take it anymore.

She was pregnant.

Connor and Aurora had made a deal not to have children. Or more accurately, Connor didn't want her to have his child.

She took out the papers from the bedside table drawer.

Connor emerged from his bath, a deep scowl on his face. He tossed a small box of pills Aurora.

"Take it."

Aurora read the label on the box, "emergency contraceptive," and felt a wave of disappointment wash over her.

Her hesitation irritated him, and he scoffed, "We'll not have kids. Aurora. Quit dreaming."

Aurora threw the pills aside, her expression devoid of emotion.

"I don't need them. I won't get pregnant this time. And… I have something to tell you."

Tear streaks were still visible on her face, shimmering under the light.

Despite his coldness to her, Connor couldn't deny the pang in his chest, seeing her tears.

But he pushed the strange feeling aside. "Go ahead. How much do you want this time?"

"I'm tired. I want a divorce."

Connor's eyes widened in disbelief. Anxiety washed over him, and he clenched his fists tight. "So now you're playing hard card, huh? How much does your family want this time?"

Wordlessly, Aurora pushed the document towards him, the two-centimeter scar on her slender arm standing out. Her expression remained terrifyingly calm.

Connor nonchalantly picked up the document, "The Baker family finally realized you're useless. They must be planning to exchange you for money…"

Right away, the words "Divorce Agreement" came into his view.