My Baby Daddy Isn’t Human
"Listen, buddy, your cock was the last thing that got inside me, so unless I’m having some kind of miracle baby, yeah, you’re the father. Congrats." — Raelynn had one goal that night—drown her sorrows in cheap whiskey after getting fired from her job. What she didn’t plan on was two surprises: one, a steamy night with a ridiculously good-looking stranger, and two, a $10,000 check for her the next morning. Jackpot, right? Wrong. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the biggest surprise of all—she’s pregnant. And the father? None other than Elion Vaelorian, the country’s richest and most powerful businessman, with a face that could melt ice... and a personality just as cold. What Raelynn doesn’t know is that Elion isn’t just any man. And the baby she’s carrying? Let’s just say it’s far from ordinary, and its existence could shake the foundations of the world she knows.
Long Story
Raelynn leaned back on the couch, her head tilted as she listened to Sloane recount yet another story from her and Elion's childhood.
"And then," Sloane said, her lips curving into a mischievous grin, "Elion decided it would be a good idea to sneak into the stables and ride one of the horses bareback—at midnight."
Raelynn blinked in surprise, her lips twitching. "Bareback? At midnight? What was he thinking?"
Sloane let out a deep, hearty laugh that seemed to light up the room. "Oh, he wasn't. The horse threw him within seconds. He landed right in a pile of manure."
Raelynn burst out laughing, covering her mouth with her hand. "No way. Elion? That mighty Elion? In manure?"
"Absolutely," Sloane confirmed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You should've seen his face. He was so mortified he didn't come out of his room for two days."