He never meant to be her baby daddy .... But the scorching one night stand he had with her was something he couldn't forget until now ___ MICHAEL "I never meant to be a dad... But six years ago, I saw Jade on stage at a charity auction and I was done for. I had to have her. One night with her and I was hooked. She was different from my usual type, but I didn't care. I wanted to claim every inch of her. And I always get what I want. But we never spoke again... until now. She's standing in front of me, looking as gorgeous as ever, with a six-year-old boy who has my eyes. My life just got a whole lot more complicated. I'm not ready for this. I'm a billionaire, used to getting my way, but this is one thing I never saw coming. Jade's secrets and my lavish lifestyle threaten to tear us apart. But I can't deny the connection I still feel for her. And that little boy... he's mine. I can see it in his eyes. I'll do whatever it takes to be a part of their lives, even if it means turning my world upside down."
Jade
I groaned as Kelis' iconic lyrics blasted from my phone, interrupting the monotony of stock-taking. My coworkers chuckled at the unexpected ringtone, courtesy of my best friend Tammie's sense of humor. I smiled, locating my phone beneath the cluttered papers on my desk.
"Rubbing shoulders with the rich and famous, aren't you?" I teased, answering the call.
Tammie's flat response instantly wiped the grin off my face. "Hey, Jade."
"Tamz, what's wrong?" Concern crept into my voice. We'd been inseparable since middle school, and her unusual tone unsettled me.
"Grandma Rose is in the hospital," Tammie replied, her voice cracking.
My heart sank. Grandma Rose had been a surrogate grandmother to me, too. "Oh, Tammie, I'm so sorry! Which hospital?"
"St. Joseph's. And I need a favor." Tammie's words were laced with desperation. "I need you to fill in for me at the auction."
I hesitated, confused. "But it's an emergency. They'll understand, won't they?"
"I could breach my contract, and I really need the money for hospital bills." Tammie's anxiety was palpable.
My apprehension spiked, but loyalty kicked in. "Of course, I'll do it."
Tammie's gratitude was palpable. "Thank you."
After a quick update to my boss, I rushed to Tammie's location, worry and nerves swirling in my stomach. A Lyft ride later, Tammie greeted me with red-rimmed eyes and a fragile smile.
"Any news?" I asked, embracing her.
"No improvement," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
I squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Grandma Rose is a fighter. She'll pull through."
Tammie nodded, her eyes welling up. "We need to be strong for her. And I need you to hold it together here."
"I'll try." My voice wavered.
Tammie's genuine smile reappeared. "Relax, you're not going to vomit on stage, are you?"
I chuckled, despite my anxiety. "Better now than later, right?"
Tammie handed me a garment bag. "People need to see what they're bidding on. You'll be fine."
My doubts resurfaced. "But weren't you measured for these dresses?"
"We've shared clothes since we were twelve," Tammie reminded me with a wink.
As I changed into the dress, Tammie reassured me, "Your metabolism is still enviable, Jade."
With hair and makeup done, Tammie tapped the pin on my fist. "Your good luck charm's got this."
I smiled, feeling a surge of determination. "I won't let you down. Keep me posted, okay?"
Tammie nodded. " of Course."
As Tammie rushed to the hospital, I surrendered to the skilled makeup artist and hairdresser. An hour later, I barely recognized myself. My assigned assistant guided me through the final preparations, and I slipped into the stilettos, reminding me why I dreaded this.
"Are you alright?" the assistant asked, noticing my wobble.
"I'm good, thanks," I lied, steeling myself. Tammie's job depended on this.
The assistant briefed me on the simple routine, and I rehearsed it mentally, clinging to my lucky pin. My feet protested the unfamiliar heels, but I took a deep breath and headed to the stage.
"You're up."
I nodded, gathering my dress and making my way to the catwalk. My thoughts racing, I missed a step. Strong arms caught me, and I inhaled the intoxicating scent of my rescuer.
"Careful there." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine.
As I stood upright, our eyes met. Chiseled features, piercing blue eyes, and effortless charm left me breathless. His smirk hinted at awareness of his stunning appearance.
"Hi," I stammered, waving awkwardly.
"Your hand's shaking," he observed, his gaze lingering on mine.
I hid my trembling hands, attempting a joke. "Part of my presentation. A dramatic entrance, you know?"
He chuckled, his eyes crinkling. "Seems to be working."
"Thanks," I said with mock sincerity, placing a hand over my heart. "First person to ever appreciate my clumsiness."
His smile widened. "I think it's refreshing."
We exchanged banter, and I found myself relaxing in his presence. His casual attire amidst the formal crowd intrigued me.
"Better get going," he said, releasing me reluctantly.
"Thanks again." I resisted another awkward wave.
"Need help to the stage?" he teased.
I laughed. "Crawling's my Plan B."
He grinned. "Probably not the best idea."
"Wish me luck," I said, smiling.
He studied me, his gaze lingering. "You don't need luck."
His words sent a thrill through me. As I walked away, I felt his eyes on me.
At my booth, I composed myself, scanning the crowd. Everyone was dressed to impress, reminding me of my mission.
A movement caught my eye – Gorgeous Guy taking his seat in the front row. I thought he'd make a perfect model.
As he chatted with the beautiful woman beside him, I watched, intrigued. His eyes met mine, and that smirk reappeared.
My heart skipped a beat.
“Now place your feet on the desk, bend your knees, and keep your legs wide apart.” With each order, he strokes and squeezes my nipple until I’m gasping for air. But I do as I’m told, stretching my skirt up and opening my legs. “Wider. Let me look at that pussy.” Holy shit. I’ve never felt as exposed as I do when he’s watching me intently, as if he didn’t get a full view of me only last night. _______ "When Charlee lets her hair down at the company party and gives in to her desires with the notoriously demanding and private billionaire Harrison Bridges, she thinks it's just a one-night fling. But when he ghosted her the next day, she's left feeling used and humiliated. Determined to move on, Charlee focuses on her career, only to find herself working closely with Harrison on a high-stakes project. As they spend more time together, the undeniable chemistry between them reignites, and Charlee finds herself falling deeper into his enigmatic world. But Harrison has secrets - dark family secrets that threaten to destroy his empire. And Charlee has a secret of her own: she's four weeks late, and she suspects she might be carrying Harrison's child.
I never broke eye contact as he slicked his already hard cock up with it. It never did take him long to get hard in my presence, especially after working me open when we had stood under the stream of the shower. Shuffling his ass forward just a little, he pulled me close to help me slowly sink onto his cock. Once my ass was flushed against his lap and he was to the hilt, he sighed, and I could see the exact moment that all the stress left his body. “Thank you.” He whispered. ______ I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. That night, he walked over to me with powerful strides that announced to the world, that he owned it. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks later. and before I had time to digest the information, I was snatched by two men. Now I’m in the presence of the Don of all Dons, congratulating me on my pregnancy. And the man that took me to heaven, is now tasked to keep me in hell.
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her? ... No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. If it was something money could buy, I'll try my best to get it for him even though I was somehow broke right now. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". Live here as in...? " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. I tried to step back but I missed a step and almost fell on the bed but Ethan caught me holding me in his muscular arms. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! ".
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
For the sake of their company, Atasha Rae was forced to marry the known heartless billionaire, Lorcan Amadeus. But it only took her a week as his wife because later on, he suddenly wants a divorce immediately. So as he wished, she signed the divorce paper even after admitting to herself that she was somehow starting to fall inlove with him. Heart badly wounded, she ran away from his life. Until she discovers that she's pregnant with his child and as a result, she ends up with no choice but to keep it a secret. Out of Lorcan's awareness, she's keeping a secret that would lead him to an overflowing regret. Because for a week of their fallen marriage beyond repair, she's carrying the billionaire's heir.