Pregnant for my ex boyfriend's billionaire Dad

EXs HOT DADSelena. Four weeks ago. "Tonight, we're getting you out of that depressing mood you've been stuck in." Kate grasps my hand, her bright smile infectious. "I'm not in a depressing mood." I counter, pushing between the crowd of people in the club. She gives me a bored look. "Yeah, I can clearly see that. You've been stuck inside all day because you enjoy your bedroom's scenery." She rolls her eyes. Kate is right. Ever since my breakup with James, I've been choosing to heal in solitude and if she hadn't practically dragged me out of the house, I won't be here. "Did we have to go to a club though?" I ask, as I adjust the strap of my body con spaghetti strapped dress. The bright pink color suddenly makes me feel self conscious. We get to the counter, and I plop myself onto the bar stool. "Yes, Sel. Clubs are fun, and you can meet new people here. It's been a month, you need to forget him. I'm pretty sure he's done the same." I press my lips firmly together, trying to

IRRESISTIBLE TEMPTATIONSelena. The kiss is brief—the first kiss at least—it's the one after that that stirs trouble. When I press my lips against Ethan's, he immediately freezes, and I think to myself, you’ve really fucked up now. But then, his hands around my waist dip lower, as he pulls away from me, grazing my bare thigh. "Selena?" His voice is deep and husky, and the heat that's been swirling in my belly all the night, finally settles lower. I feel a little dizzy, even though it was just a gentle kiss, and for a while, I'm shaky on my feet. But Ethan holds me, his hold firm and strong. "Are you okay? You must be more drunk than I thought. Let me take you home." I will admit—the disappointment I felt hearing those words were probably a little inappropriate for someone who just left a six months relationship. "I'm not that drunk, Ethan." I think this is the first time I've said the name. Ethan. Even his name is strong and sexy. I've been doomed from the start anyway, and

KNOWING THE TRUTH Ethan.Her house looks nice for this neighborhood. Not like I’m saying this out of pride but I used to live in this neighborhood before I started my company.A nice neighborhood I must add. My youth was filled with a lot of memories here. It’s the reason I could easily locate this house when James told me.It was a long time ago, he brought her to see me. When she left, I asked him where she lived. A question I knew would start up a fight but it didn’t.He was so happy with Selena and now I know why.He was reluctant to tell me because he always complains on how I look down on people who are not so rich as me.I beg to differ. I came from here so I know how it feels. It’s the reason I will never look down on anyone.He eventually told me after much convincing, so here I am.I am here because of her.That night awakened the youthfulness I thought was lost for a very long time. When our bodies touched in the club, I felt like my soul was touched by an Angel. To me,

A FATHER'S ABSENCE Selena.Ow ow, my head hurts so badWhite shining walls line my vision, until I either feel like I’m in heaven or lying in a hospital bed. Where am I? What is this smell? This sure looks and smell like a hospital, so probably a hospital. Wait. I think I know why I’m here. I remember sending Ethan away.And then I fell. Oh shit I fell. No one was at—“Oh you are awake. We thank heavens.”It is Kate in her work outfit she wore this morning “I was so worried when I heard you fell.” “Who brought me here, Kate?” I ask instead, ignoring the worried look on her face. “I don’t know. No one knows. Not even the desk.” She replies.She comes closer to me, sits on the bed and places her hand in mine “The only thing the nurses said was that a man brought you here and he told them he was coming back but he didn’t return so they had to call your emergency contact which is me. That’s how I got here.” I feel all sad again as everything comes back to me in full force. The terror

AN EYE OF A STORMSelena.It’s Tuesday and the first thing to wake me up today is a headache not even my alarm. As I open my eyes, I remember all that happened the night before. I should have just gone to Kate’s“Hey girl, open the door.” That’s Kate at the doorI go to the door, opened it and the first thing I see is the sight of a tired Kate with eye bags.Her night was clearly better than mine.“Hmmm you had a night eh? Clearly—” she jumps unto me for a hug. But this hug feels different “What happened Katey?” I ask with darting look as I break the hug“I had the worst night ever” Kate shouts with a cry in her voice.You think. I do not want to laugh so I just let it go.She walks into the room and shuts the door behind her. She goes for the bed. Lays flat on her stomach and she let out a loud ‘argh’ “But before I tell you my tragic story, how did work go yesterday?”“I don’t think I’m going back there.”“Babe, why? How?”“Ethan owns the place. It’s like walking right into your a