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.
Secrets Over Juice
Everything about the living room felt calm and soothing, like a quiet embrace after a long day. Raelynn sat on the plush sofa, a glass of juice in her hand. Across from her, Sloane lounged back in the armchair, her legs crossed elegantly, sipping from her own glass of the same juice. Even though she looked relaxed, there was a quiet energy about her, as though she was constantly observing everything around her.
Raelynn couldn't help but notice how the vibe between them had shifted overnight. Yesterday, she had felt that Sloane was irritating, constantly testing her patience with sharp remarks and an attitude that bordered on intrusive. But now, as they chatted, Raelynn found herself oddly at ease. Sloane, despite her earlier attitude, seemed genuinely invested in this conversation, even showing a softer side by suggesting the juice was good for her pregnancy.