LOGINOne reckless night. One unexpected baby. Two men who might be the father.Darcy never saw it coming..literally. A cryptic pregnancy leaves her blindsided when she wakes up in a hospital bed with a newborn in her arms. But the real shock? Her daughter's father could be one of two men. Cassian Dempsey; the cocky, troublemaking bad boy from the wrong side of town. Elias Mercer; the ruthless, untouchable golden boy with a fortune to his name. Both are her brother's best friends. Both were never supposed to touch her. And when they find out the truth, neither is willing to let go. But the biggest scandal of all? The DNA test comes back with an impossible result... They're both the father. Now, caught between secrets, temptation, and two men who refuse to back down, Darcy is in deeper than she ever imagined. Because some betrayals can't be undone. And some men won't take no for an answer.
View MoreDARCYThe second her voice cracked, I knew I fucked up."You had a baby?"Zoey Vandemere stood in the doorway like she'd walked into a nightmare. Tall, athletic, hair pulled into one of her characteristic, effortless high puffs that framed her sharp cheekbones. She was wearing black joggers, a grey cropped hoodie, and a pair of sneakers. Like always, she smelled rich, like vanilla bean and something warm, something expensive, and undeniably Zoey.But her face?Her face looked like I'd just slapped her."No…I mean—" I adjusted Vi in my arms, the blanket still half-tucked over her cheek, my heart pounding like it was trying to climb out of my chest. "Zoey, wait—""You had a baby?!" she repeated, louder this time, voice cracking completely.Vi startled in my arms, unlatching with a sharp wail that cut straight through my gut. I pressed her to my shoulder, rocking instinctively, shushing softly, but my hands were trembling."Please," I said quickly, clutching Vi closer. "Please just calm
DARCYIt had been a week since we got discharged.Seven days since they wheeled me out of that hospital in a chair that squeaked with every turn. Seven days since I'd stepped through our front door with stitches that still burned, a car seat too small in one hand, and a baby I hadn't known existed a minute before she was born in the other.Everything had changed.And somehow, nothing had.The house was still the same. Cracked tiles in the hallway. The same faint creak in the kitchen floorboard. The same sun-bleached walls that always made everything feel warmer than it was. Except now, it smelled like baby wipes. Like milk. Like formula. And somehow like us.And it was quiet. Or well, at least, quieter.Mom had taken the old study and converted it into a nursery overnight. Levi said it was her idea. Said she'd been organizing it all while I was still in recovery. I hadn't believed him until I saw it. There was a Bassinet, a Changing table, and a rocking chair that looked even older th
ELIASThe Mercer estate was a different kind of hell.Not the loud, chaotic kind. Not the one with fire and torment. No. This hell was polished marble floors, a chandelier that cost more than most houses, and silence so thick it could suffocate you.I hadn’t lived here in almost three years. Not since I turned eighteen and convinced the board (who apparently made all the major decisions of my life) it was better for appearances if I had my own place, my own image. So I built a mansion across town. Clean, modern and completely fit to my tastes. That’s where I held the parties. That’s where I wore the crown they gave me.But this? This was the kingdom.Dinner was at seven sharp. Not 6:59. Not 7:01.Late meant disrespect. And in the Mercer house, disrespect was basically treason. And I’m not even kidding.I parked the car exactly where I always did…the lower driveway, passenger side closest to the door. The valet had long since stopped offering to park for me. He knew I preferred the con
DARCYThe beeping.God, it never stopped.The soft chime of the monitors. The low hum of hospital machines. The sharp click of shoes on the linoleum outside my door. The voices. The whispers. The baby.Everything was way too loud.And yet somehow still not loud enough to drown out the spiral in my head.I was three days post-surgery, and my body felt like it had been cracked open and stitched back wrong. My skin didn't fit right. My bones ached. My breasts were swollen, burning, leaking just enough milk to stain every one of Levi's oversized shirts I'd been living in, but somehow never enough to satisfy her.The baby. Still unnamed. Still loud. And of course still mine.The nurses stationed around kept calling her "Baby Girl Seville," their voices bright and excited like it wasn't driving me insane every time I heard it. As though it wasn't a frequent shitty reminder that I hadn't been able to name her. Like I didn't just stare at the blank line on her birth certificate every night, w
ELIAS Marnie disappeared back inside, leaving Cassian and me standing there, bags of baby supplies weighing heavily in our hands. We didn’t speak, and neither of us moved, we were just stood there in the same position. Because neither of us knew what the fuck to do next. Cassian was still star
CASSIANThe hospital’s automatic doors slid open, and the cold air hit me like a slap.I barely felt it.Marnie was leading the way toward her car, talking as she walked. I could hear her voice, but the words blurred together, muffled beneath the sheer panic coursing through me, aggravated by the p
DARCYElias's words hung in the air, heavy, unrelenting and suffocating.Cassian ran a hand through his already messy hair, pacing, his movements were erratic and restless, like he couldn't stand still. He kept looking at me, then at the empty space where baby had been, then back at me again, like
DARCYI couldn't breathe.Not with them standing there. Not with Elias Mercer and Cassian Dempsey standing right there, staring at me, staring at her.The room had been too small before, but now it felt like the walls were closing in, pressing painfully against my ribs, and making it real impossibl












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