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 Ultimatum
Raelynn's jaw dropped, her mouth forming a perfect "O" of shock as Elion's words echoed in her mind. For a moment, she was too stunned to react. Then, as if trying to shake off the absurdity of what she just heard, she laughed, but it sounded more like a sigh.
"Okay, stop playing around," she said, waving a hand in the air as if to dismiss the conversation entirely. "We need to be serious right now."
Elion, lounging casually on the couch with his drink still in hand, leaned back slightly. He didn't budge; his face stayed serious, and his eyes never wavered.
"Who's joking?" he asked, his voice calm and measured, yet carrying an edge that sent a shiver down her spine.
Raelynn's smile faltered, her laughter dying as she searched his face. No trace of amusement, no smirk or gleam of mischief in his eyes. Just seriousness—unyielding, almost chilling seriousness.