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.
Dinners and Disputes
The night had settled in, covering the estate in a darkness. Raelynn sat at the dining table, her plate barely touched. Sitting across from her was Sloane, still as sharp-tongued as ever, and Elion, who looked as unbothered as always while slicing into his steak with perfect precision.
Raelynn's earlier hope that Elion had been joking about Sloane living with them had quickly faded. Here she was, at dinner, sharing the table not only with Elion but also with his smug new "roommate." She poked at her food, not really hungry, though the smell of roasted veggies and rich sauces made her stomach twist.
"So," Sloane said suddenly, her voice sharp as she wiped her mouth with a napkin and set it down carefully before turning her gaze to Elion. "Have you brought her to see a doctor yet?"
Elion didn't look up from his meal. "Of course," he said calmly. "I took her to see Zake."