My eyes widen when I saw the face of the guy dancing with me.I smirked. He's the one! I need to get him tonight. "Your place or mine?" He whispered. I got you! "Hotel," I answered. Being on the list of successful young entrepreneurs, living alone for six years. I want to have a family of my own. But how? I will get pregnant, and I will do that through a one-night stand.
Flashing lights, loud music, and a large crowd. In the middle, you will see dancing bodies tangled together. You will also see people kissing and making out on the dance floor and the tables.
A typical scenario in a bar.
I usually went here for social events and gatherings. I have my mini bar in my penthouse, so I don't need to go here.
But tonight is an exemption. I am here with a mission.
I visited an OB to have myself checked. And as per her, based on my period calendar, tonight is a high chance for me to get pregnant, and I don't want to miss it.
I never had a boyfriend. I'm too focused on my career, and I had no time for love. Also, most of the guys were intimidated by my achievements.
I'm an orphan. My parents died when I was 20 years old. I lost them on my graduation day. I graduated as summa cum laude. I was about to have my speech when I received a call; it's from the hospital. My parents are on the way here when they met an accident. They were dead on arrival.
At a very young age, I had to handle the Cabello International Corporation, my parents' company. I'm an Engineer and an Architect. I love doing designs, but I also knew that I had to study engineering to be an effective leader.
I think finding the right guy for me will never come. All guys love their ego so much that they can't handle a woman like me.
But with all my success, being on the list of successful young entrepreneurs, I still feel empty.
I miss my family. I'm living alone for six years now. I want to have a family of my own. But how?
I was in a bookstore buying books when I saw some novel books. Most of the stories were about a girl who got pregnant because of a one-night stand. Then an idea popped into my head.
I will get pregnant, and I will do that through a one-night stand. In that way, I will have a family. I don't need to look for a suitable partner, and a child will do. And it seems like I will never find the right guy for me.
I visited my OB asking the date where I have a high chance of getting pregnant. She was a bit shocked by my question, but I just shrugged. I don't care about what people will think about my plan. Based on my period calendar, today is my lucky day.
Now that I'm in this club, I need to find a guy who could get me pregnant.
Some guys went up to me and flirt, but I immediately rejected them after scanning them. They are cute but not my type.
An hour had passed, and I haven't found a guy yet. I need to find a guy! I don't know what type of guy I am looking for. I want to trust my instinct.
Another hour had passed, and I'm getting impatient here. Maybe I should dance?
I decided to go to the dance floor, trying to find a guy I can flirt with and be the father of my child.
I dance with some guys but just like with the other guys I met a while ago, and they are not my type.
I am hopeless. I said to myself.
I was about to give up when I felt someone touching my waist. He pulled me closer to him.
I haven't seen his face, but I kind of like his smell. He keeps on caressing my waist while dancing.
I feel so hot! Maybe he's the one!
I need to turn around to look at his face. I hope his looks are good enough to be the father of my child.
Slowly I turn to face him. My eyes widen when I saw the face of the guy dancing with me.
I smirked. He's the one! I need to get him tonight.
Handsome is an understatement on how good-looking he is. He clenched his jaw while looking darkly at me.
He's so manly and mature. Messy hair, deep brown eyes, thick eyebrow, pointed nose, inviting lips, and well-defined jawline.
I dance with him sexily, biting my lips though I like to bite his lips more.
He pulled me closer to him. I put my hands on his neck, pulling his face to meet mine. Our lips are just an inch away from each other. He groaned and captured my lips.
"Your place or mine?" He whispered.
I got you!
"Hotel," I answered.
I saw him smirking. He captured my lips before he held me out of the club.
He kissed me when we reached our hotel room-a gentle kiss but with so much passion.
His lips went on to my neck, his hands starting to unzip my dress and unclasp my bra giving him the full view of my body.
I never felt ashamed. I am always confident about my body. I know that I have a good and sexy body, good enough to give him a hard-on.
"Beautiful." He whispered, and then he gave me another hot kiss.
I moaned when I felt his hand on the peak of my breast-feeling hotter by all his touch.
He lay me down in bed and started to take his clothes off.
"What's your name, baby?" He asked.
I smirked. "You don't need to know. This is just a one-night stand."
His jaw clenched and brow furrowed. "If that's what you want."
He is now naked in front of me. I saw his thing. I swallowed hard.
It's too big! Will I still be alive after this?!
"Scared?"
I raised my eyebrow. "O-of course not!"
I almost close my eyes because of my stuttering. Do I look scared? Oh, no! He might run away!
I heard him chuckle. "Is this your first time?"
I felt nervous about his question. Will he stop if he knew that it's my first time? I won't allow it!
"So what?" I said coolly.
He got shocked. I got panic. No! No! He can't back out!
"Scared? No worries, I will not cling to you. You'll never see me after this."
I said to assure him. Oh, no, please don't back out.
He chuckled. "Who said I'm scared? It's my pleasure being your first, and I'll make it memorable." Then he winked.
I sexily smiled at him. Good.
"Are we just going to talk?"
He laughed. "Getting impatient, are we?"
I just rolled my eyes.
I saw him getting something, and it's a condom!
"You don't need to put that. I'm safe. Plus, since it's my first time, I want to feel yours uncovered." Trying my best to sound sensual.
I hope it works.
He smirked. "If my baby says so."
***
Planned Child
Copyright © Annehyeong, 2020
All rights reserved.
Author's Note:
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
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."
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."