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.
New Rules
Raelynn stood in her small room, the familiar scent of lavender detergent filling the air. It was a scent she had grown used to, one that had clung to her clothes and bedding for years. As she tossed her clothes into her suitcase, it hit her that she might never smell it again.
She didn't bother folding anything, simply tossing shirts, dresses, and jeans into the luggage in a chaotic pile. Her hands worked quickly, her fingers trembling slightly as she moved from her closet to the dresser, then back again.
Her vanity was next. She swept her makeup into a small pouch, not even bothering to sort through what she really needed versus what could be left behind. Lipsticks, powders, brushes—all of it went in. Shoes followed, then a handful of books, jewelry, and random trinkets that she couldn't bear to leave.