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.
An Update
Raelynn sat in the corner of a cozy café near her apartment, surrounded by soft chatter and the sound of dishes clinking. She stared at the glass of iced tea in front of her, watching the condensation drip down and gather on the coaster below. Her fingers absentmindedly traced the wet circle, her thoughts miles away.
It had been a few days since she had walked into Elion's office and dropped the bombshell of her pregnancy. And since then? Nothing. No calls, no messages, no dramatic confrontations or resolutions. Just silence.
She leaned back in her chair, her hand resting lightly on her stomach. What was she even doing? Was she expecting some kind of grand response from him? She sighed heavily, her fingers curling slightly against the fabric of her shirt. The DNA test must have been completed by now, but there had been no word. Did that mean the results weren't what she thought? Or was Elion just taking his sweet time?