One night stand with the Billionaire
Collapsing onto the bed, I buried my face in the sheets, muffling the sob that tore from my throat.
I was alone, along with this secret, this life growing inside me. No family. No one to lean on. My job barely paid my bills, let alone a baby. And the father? God—I didn’t even know who he truly was. All I knew was his name.
I curled around myself, clutching the test strips to my chest until my knuckles whitened, my tears soaking into the pillow.
Then, his voice cut through the static of my despair.
Familiar, smooth and commanding.
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