About Accidental Baby for the Billionaire
My sizzling one night stand is actually my new boss,
And now we’re getting fake married.
Mr. Hottie-with-a-Body, who ghosted me a year ago, walked into the office on my first day.
Still cocky.
Still hot AF.
Still thinks he can take whatever he wants.
Because he’s asking me to be his fake wife.
But it’s not really a question when I don’t have a choice.
Just pretend for one year, so he says.
He’ll get his promotion and I’ll get my debt erased.
He annoys me like no other.
But the more we act as husband and wife,
The more I can’t resist him.
He holds my hand at family get-togethers,
And we spend cozy nights talking by the fireplace.
Maybe we pretend a little too perfectly.
Because now I’m staring at a big, fat plus sign.
He’s promoted,
And I’m pregnant.
So who’s going to tell the playboy he’s a baby daddy?
