My Ex's Boss is My Baby's Father
On my wedding anniversary, I came home to rose petals and champagne. Instead of romance, I found my husband in bed with my sister—wearing the couture gown I designed for her runway debut. He called my designs "boring" and revealed the fashion house I built was actually funded by her secret investor money. The child we adopted? Her biological son with my husband, who she abandoned to chase Paris Fashion Week.
I walked out in nothing but the lingerie prototype from my latest collection. In a snowstorm. Straight into an exclusive fashion week after-party where I met him: a mysterious man who mistook me for a model and offered me a drink that tasted like freedom.
One night later, I owed him $100,000. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. And when I showed up to my job interview at the biggest fashion conglomerate in the industry, ready to prove my designs could save their failing luxury brand, the CEO sitting across from me was the same man from that night.
He remembers me. He wants his money back. And he's offering me $5 million if I can take his brand from fashion week laughingstock to top five in three major shows.
I took the bet. I just didn't tell him about the baby. Or that my ex-husband's textile company supplies the fabric for every major fashion house—including his.
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Chapter: Chapter 5Tessy's apartment smelled like coffee and baby powder. I'd been on her couch for three days now, and I was starting to understand why she always looked exhausted. The twins were eight months old, and they took turns crying. When one slept, the other woke up. It was like they'd coordinated a torture schedule."Tell me again about mystery fashion week man," Tessy said, bouncing one baby while I fed the other. The little girl in my arms grabbed my finger with surprising strength, her blue eyes staring up at me with complete trust."There's nothing to tell. I had a one night stand with someone who may or may not have been an escort. I owe him a small fortune I don't have. And I need to focus on getting my life together."The baby in my arms made a small cooing sound, and something in my chest squeezed. I'd forgotten how innocent babies were. How they looked at you like you were their entire world, like you held all the answers."You're good with them," Tessy observed, watching me pat the
Last Updated: 2025-12-20
Chapter: Chapter 4Morning light sliced through unfamiliar curtains, too bright and unforgiving. My head pounded. My body ached in places I'd forgotten could ache, a sweet soreness that reminded me of everything we'd done. And someone was watching me.I opened my eyes slowly.He lay beside me, propped on one elbow, those dark eyes studying my face like I was a puzzle he was trying to solve. In the morning light, he was even more striking. A shadow of stubble darkened his jaw. His hair was messy from my hands. He looked satisfied and dangerous and completely in control."Good morning, Master," he said, his voice rough with sleep and amusement.Heat flooded my face as memories from last night came rushing back. His hands on my body. His mouth everywhere. The way he'd made me beg. The things I'd said, done, felt.I shot up, clutching the sheet to my chest even though he'd seen and tasted every inch of me hours ago. My clothes, or what passed for clothes, were scattered across the floor. That stupid red lin
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter 3"Prostitute?" I leaned back to look at him properly, my fingers still tangled in his hair. "Really? I thought you were a male escort. The bar's special entertainment for desperate women. Very exclusive. Very expensive."His eyebrows rose slightly, the first crack in that controlled expression. Around us, I could sense people watching, but no one approached. This man clearly had power here."I'm just here for fun," I continued, emboldened by champagne and heartbreak and the way his hands still gripped my waist like he didn't want to let go. "And if you please me tonight, I'll pay you extra."I reached between my breasts and pulled out a crumpled twenty dollar bill. The only cash I'd grabbed before Travis canceled my cards. I held it up between two fingers, then let it flutter down onto his chest."Consider that a down payment."Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. Before I could process it, he stood, lifting me with him like I weighed nothing. His arms locked around me, one under m
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter 2I stood on the sidewalk, staring at the building I'd called home for three years. Through the window, I could see Travis pacing in the living room. Part of me wanted to get in my car and drive away. But my car keys were inside. My phone was dying. Everything I owned was in that penthouse.I had to go back.The cold bit through the thin lace as I pushed open the front door. Travis spun around, relief flooding his face."Chloe, thank god. I knew you'd come back. We need to talk about this reasonably.""There's nothing to talk about." My voice came out steady despite my shaking body. "I want a divorce.""No." He crossed his arms. "I'm not signing any divorce papers.""You don't get to decide that.""Actually, I do." He moved closer, and I saw the calculation in his eyes. The same look he got during business negotiations. "The company goes public in three weeks, Chloe. Three weeks. Do you know how much investor confidence matters? They want stability. A solid family man with a devoted wif
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
Chapter: Chapter 1The maid's text glowed on my phone: Mr. Volt prepared a surprise for you tonight. Come home early.My heart jumped. Three years of marriage, and Travis hadn't done anything like this since our honeymoon. I pressed my hand against my stomach, hopeful. Maybe tonight would finally be the night. Maybe we could fix whatever had broken between us.I drove faster than I should have, my mind racing. Tessy had twins now. Emma was pregnant with her third. Even the barista at my favorite coffee shop had a baby strapped to her chest. Everyone around me was building families while my womb stayed empty, and my husband grew colder with each passing month.But tonight felt different. Tonight felt like a second chance.The penthouse was dark when I arrived, except for a soft glow from the upstairs bedroom. I grabbed my purse and rushed inside, my heels clicking against the marble foyer.Roses. Champagne on ice. Soft jazz playing from somewhere upstairs.My throat tightened with emotion. He remembered.
Last Updated: 2025-12-15
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