Baby For The Impotent Billionaire

CAROLINA. One Friday morning, I went out in search of a job. After an unsuccessful hunt, I returned home and found my mother, Lilian Edmond, waiting at the front door. "Carolina, you are 26 years old, yet you have no job or a boyfriend. You cannot continue to eat in this house. Take your things and leave!" Mom yelled, glaring at me. "Good evening, Mom," I greeted her, but her eyes narrowed. My mother was a 48-year-old, chubby woman of average height. She was fair-skinned with long blonde hair like mine. She wore a long blue nightdress that hung loosely around her body, paired with black slippers. Some neighbors peeked from their open windows, trying to see what the commotion was about. "Carolina, you are not entering this house tonight. You better go back and search for a job. If you do not find one, do not come home again. If your father and I had known that sending you to the university was a waste, we wouldn't have spent our money; we would have saved it for your younger sibli

CAROLINA. As I arrived at the Blues Club, I tensed and made my way into the magnificent club's gate. Some passersby peered at me as if I had missed my way. As I approached the front entrance, a tough-looking security man stopped me. "Hey! Where are you going dressed like that?" "I am here to see a friend of mine, Lucy Campbell," I replied nervously as well-dressed men and women made their entry. The security man's eyes narrowed at me suspiciously. "There's no one with that name here. Call her on the phone or wait outside until you see her!" he yelled, making me jump back in fright. However, I collided with someone behind me, and a deep voice gasped, "Easy, miss! Watch your step!" I stilled as a pair of firm arms caught my waist, and a masculine fragrance of coffee invaded my nostrils. The man had caught me after I lost my balance and stepped on his feet. Time stopped as we gazed into each other's eyes. His enchanting brown eyes locked with my piercing blue eyes. "Are you alri

·CAROLINA· "Sir, I need to get my bag and change out of this red dress," I replied sadly, but Mr. Karen summoned two security men to throw me out. "Hey, don't touch me!" I screamed as the two security men walked up to meet me. They held my arms and carried me out of the club. "Hey! Put me down!" I shouted, but the security men acted deaf and dropped me outside of the club. "Miss! Leave here! You're not welcome," they said, before striding back into the club. Stunned, I feared maybe I had brought bad luck to my best friend, Lucy. But she wasn't fired. Standing on my feet, I dusted my arms and legs and waited for Lucy to close and to get my handbag because it contained my phone and my clothes. I couldn't go back home with this revealing red dress that I was wearing. 'What would I explain to my mother?' So I paced about at the front of the club, waiting for Lucy to close. "Hey! What are you still doing here? Leave!" The security man at the entrance yelled at me, but I replied blu

Carolina's POV: "Please, sir, I want you, please. Just do what you want with me," I begged desperately. How can I lose this ₦4 million tonight? Bright looked at my face and replied, "If it's because of the money, I can give it to you for free. You don't have to worry about sleeping with me." He refused, but I moved away from him, pulled my dress off. "I want you. Please…" Bright frowned when his eyes traveled to my body. I know I got a lot of rejections at the interviews I went for because of my body. They said that I am too beautiful to work for them and will cause a lot of distractions at work or scandals in their firm. "Mm," Bright hummed and crossed the distance between us. His hand reached for my chin to make me look at him. "I do not sleep with virgins, and honestly, I'm only doing this because my fiancée broke off with me," he said painfully, his brown eyes glowing red in anger at the memory. "I can help you forget about her. Trust me, I want to please you," I told him, not

Bright's POV: I exited the guest room with the beautiful blonde woman in there. I still couldn't believe that I had slept with a stranger and also, did not use any protection on her. "I'm so stupid. How can I sleep with that woman just because of what Nini Andre did to me?" I murmured, pacing about in my room, after returning to the top floor. My phone rang aloud constantly, and I reached for it and saw that it was a phone call from my stepmother, Eden. It was after 11 pm, and she was calling me on the phone. "Hello, mother," I answered her call, entering into my bedroom and I paced about, rubbing a hand over my front head. "Bright, I am calling you to remind you to come home tomorrow. Unless your father and I will come over to your house. The choice is yours," she said, and I scowled. "Fine. I will be at home. Anything else?" I asked her, and she replied with a calm voice, "No. Only that." "Fine. Goodnight." I ended the call on her and I saw three missed calls from Gabriel. S