Semua Bab The Billionaire's Secret Baby.: Bab 1 - Bab 10

“Don’t think. Just feel.” His voice was low, raspy with need, sending a shudder through me as his lips stroked down my throat. I couldn’t think even if I tried. Not with his body crushing me into the soft blankets, his fingers tangling with mine over my head. I gasped as his hips thrust into mine, every inch of him demanding, engulfing, overpowering. “Alexander…” I uttered his name like a prayer and a curse at once. “Say it again,” he muttered into my flesh. His fangs grazed my collarbone, making me arch with a frantic gasp. “Alexander…” He lifted his head, black hair flowing across his forehead, steel-grey eyes fastened on mine with a rawness that caught my breath. “You drive me crazy,” he rasped. “From the moment you walked into my office with those innocent eyes and that stubborn mouth… I’ve wanted to ruin you.” “You already have,” I said before I could stop myself. Something sparked in his sight. Pain? No, it went too soon, replaced by searing want as his lip

“Mommy, hurry up! I can’t find my dinosaur socks!” His tiny voice echoed through the little flat like an alarm clock. I grinned despite the tiredness pulling at my bones. “I’m coming, baby.” I ran out of the bathroom, toothbrush still in my teeth, and found him sitting on his bed, tears spilling in his beautiful steel-grey eyes. My heart squeezed like it usually does when I saw those eyes. His father’s eyes. “Here,” I muttered around my toothbrush, taking out the green and orange socks from beneath his pillow. “Your T-Rex was hiding them so he could eat your toes later.” Noah chuckled, wiping his tears with the back of his palm. “Silly dinosaur.” I kissed his forehead, inhaling his baby shampoo aroma. “Go finish your cereal, okay? Mommy has a huge client meeting today.” He leaped from the bed and hurried to the kitchen. I rinsed my mouth hurriedly, gazing at the time. 7:05 AM. I had twenty minutes to get both of us dressed, pack my files, and dro

“She’s here.” I stood at the boardroom window, peering down at the wide metropolis below, my jaw clenched as my assistant’s comments replayed through my thoughts. Anna Carter. Five years. Five awful years without a trace. And now she waltzed back into my building with the same fire in her eyes… behaving like I was just another CEO on her client list. No. Not this time. Flashback – Minutes Earlier I strode into the boardroom, eyeing the HR staff dismissively before my sight fell on her. She halted mid-breath, her hazel eyes widening, lips parting in disbelief. Her chest rose and fell swiftly beneath her navy-blue shirt, her hands quivering as she held the leather folder to her chest. My entire body became motionless. The world became quiet. Anna. Her hair was longer, darker, curling over her shoulders in lovely waves. Her curves were larger, her face thinner… but those eyes… God, those eyes hadn’t altered. A thousand memories crashed into me at once - her

“Mommy, look! Mr Alexander has a swimming pool inside his house!”I closed my eyes, attempting to stop the tears from falling as Noah’s delighted voice resonated through the marble-floored apartment. "God!, what is this?" “Mommy, can I swim later? Please?” Noah grabbed at my scrub top, his large steel-grey eyes brimming with hope that I will consent. Before I could speak, Alexander’s booming voice came in from behind us. “Of course, you can swim later, Son. I’ll have my workers prepare the pool for you.” I turned swiftly, gazing at him. He stood there in his perfect black suit, tie unfastened, sleeves pushed up to display his powerful forearms. His hair was ruffled like he’d rubbed his fingers through it in fury. “What is this, Alexander?” I snapped, my voice shaking with wrath. “You think trapping us here is the solution?” He lifted a brow, his eyes calm and impenetrable. “I think protecting my son is the solution.” “Protecting?” I sneered. “This isn’t protection. It’s imp

POV: Eric Knight“So… my perfect brother has a secret baby.”I reclined back in the luxurious leather chair, swirling the pricey whiskey in my glass while I watched the CCTV footage on my phone. Anna, appearing shattered and lovely, grasping Noah’s little hand as Alexander hauled them inside the Knight Enterprises tower like assets he possessed. I smirked. Well, well… this changes everything. I stood at my office window overlooking Manhattan’s magnificent skyline, like a predator examining his territory. Except it wasn’t completely mine yet. Not until Alexander was out of the way. My phone buzzed. Without looking, I responded. “Speak.” “The Yakuza want their payment by month’s end,” came the chilly voice of Kenji, my contact in Tokyo. “Or they’ll take what you love most.” I clinched my teeth, squeezing the phone closer. “I said I’d have it.” “You said that last month.” The call terminated before I could reply. I tossed the phone across the room, breaking it on the marble wall.