"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.
Raelynn sat on the plush couch, staring at the faint patterns in the rug beneath her feet. Her mind was racing, each thought louder and more overwhelming than the one before. What on earth had gotten into her mind when she said yes to Elion's offer?
Agreeing to live with him and eventually give up her child felt like signing away a piece of herself. It was the kind of decision that could be seen as a terrible mistake or a brilliant stroke of luck, depending on the perspective.
She took a deep breath, her fingers absently playing with the hem of her sweater. Sure, what Elion offered wasn't conventional. It seemed almost like a way to paint her as a bad mother—someone incapable of raising their own child. But at the same time, it was undeniably a golden opportunity.