I ordered a baby daddy, not a crazy billionaire.
I thought the worst thing that could happen to me was catching my boyfriend cheating.
I was wrong.
Because after watching the person I loved betray me, I made the biggest mistake of my life.
I got drunk.
I walked into a club looking for a way to forget the pain, and I ended up spending the night with a stranger.
The next morning, he was gone.
No name. No number. No way to find him.
Just a memory I could never forget.
Until six weeks later, when two lines on a pregnancy test changed everything.
My parents demand one thing: I must marry the man who got me pregnant.
The problem?
I have no idea who he is.
With my future falling apart, my best friend comes up with a crazy solution—hire someone to pretend to be the father.
A fake husband. A fake marriage. A simple arrangement.
So I order exactly what I need: a twenty-three-year-old man willing to play the role.
But when my “baby daddy” arrives, everything goes wrong.
Because the man standing in front of me isn’t twenty-three. He’s thirty-three and he’s not ordinary.
He’s Adrian Blackwood—the cold, arrogant billionaire everyone knows and fears.
There has to be a mistake. I ordered a fake baby daddy.
Not a billionaire who owns half the city.
But the wedding is in two days, my secret is about to explode, and walking away is no longer an option.
Now I’m stuck married to a man whom I'm afraid is going to turn my life into something I never wished for.