All Chapters of A baby for the billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

What Isabel needed was a man with two hundred and fifty thousand dollars to spare. That’s all. Not love. Not a boyfriend. Not a knight in shining armor. Just a man with that kind of money who could save her brother’s life. Daniel had done the worst now, his gambling addiction was already a problem in her twenty-four year old life, but he had taken it to the extreme now and they were after his life. He was the only family she had left and she was not willing to risk his life for anything. She rubbed her hands together, standing in front of the sleek glass building Mercy had told her about. It didn’t even have a name on the front, just silver doors and mirrored windows and the kind of silence that said whatever happens in here, doesn’t leave here. Her phone buzzed in her hand. It was a text from Mercy, her best friend since she was in high school. *You’re there?* Isabel sighed and typed back quickly. *Yeah. I’m scared.* *Don’t be. Just go in. They’ll take care of you.*

After dropping Isabel off, Issac was gone again before she even made it upstairs. The car ride back to his office was just as cold as usual. His driver didn’t speak unless spoken to, and the only sound in the car was the quiet buzz of emails arriving on Isaac’s tablet. He ignored most of them and instead, his thoughts drifted. Most people didn’t understand how someone like him at just twenty-eight, could be sitting on a billion-dollar empire. But he’d earned it, every damn dollar. Born to nothing and raised in a two-bedroom apartment with a mother who worked three jobs. He started coding at thirteen and by nineteen, he’d built a start-up in his dorm room. By twenty-two, he sold it to a global tech firm for eighty million. And then he got greedy...in a smart way. Investments, real estate, patents, security software. He saw holes in the market and plugged them before anyone else could and the moment he made his first hundred million, he learned the secret to keeping it. T

Isaac didn’t move at first. He just stood there, silent and still, staring between Isabel and the man on the ground, whose nose was bleeding and face twisted in pain. She regretted saying it the second it left her mouth, but it was too late. Ark was her boyfriend until recently, she had called things off with him, he was supposed to be a distraction but he was just another burden she had to bear other than her brother and she'd avoided him ever since the break up over the phone, she had no idea how he got here asking her why she would break up with him. Isaac had no emotion on his face, just this cold, weird calm that made her stomach twist. Then, without a word, he stepped forward and grabbed her by the wrist. “Wait,” she breathed. “Mr. Dun...” He didn’t answer. He opened the car door, practically shoving her inside, and followed behind her as the door slammed shut. “Drive,” he told the driver, eyes forward. Isabel sat still, her wrist still felt the weight of his fin

The car ride to the hospital was quiet and not the peaceful quiet. It was the kind of silence that made it hard for her to breathe. Isaac didn’t speak once. He didn’t ask if she was alright, or even glance in her direction. He just sat there, one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting on his thigh, eyes locked on the road like he was forcing himself to ignore her. The tension between them was there and she hated that it made her heart race. She was scared that every second there were wasting was putting Daniel in even more trouble. He looked too good for this moment. His sleeves were rolled up just enough to show the veins in his forearms, his jaw was tight, clenched in silence. His presence filled the car, it was cold and yet… there was something in the way he drove, the way he kept checking the mirrors, the way his jaw twitched every time she shifted in her seat. He was furious but he brought her anyway. When they arrived, Isaac was already out of

The door slammed behind them. Before Isabel could catch her breath, Isaac spun her around. She gasped as her back hit the wall, her hands bracing herself and wincing from the contact. He wasn’t touching her but he was close enough that she felt every breath that came from him. Her eyes locked on the sharp line of his jaw, the way his chest rose and fell just inches from her own. His arm came up slowly, palm against the wall near her shoulder, his body angled over hers. Her voice cracked on the way out, "what is this?” He didn’t blink, "your brother was involved with men who don't care who they hurt to send a message, that makes you part of the risk.” She swallowed hard, “so now I’m the enemy too?” “You’re living under my roof, you’re carrying something I’m responsible for, I don't care what you do with yourself after the contract is over but you are carrying my child, that makes you mine to protect which means starting now, you don’t leave the house without my permis