Abby Brooks, who spent her life being single, had always dreamt of being a different case than everybody else—she wanted to have a child and raise that child on her own.
And one night, her dream was fulfilled when she met a brokenhearted, handsome man at a club. He was the perfect candidate in her eyes. It didn't take long before things got heated after several drinks, and they spent the night together. She felt bad for taking advantage of him, but then again, she swore to herself that it would be the last time they'd see each other. And as Abby thought, she had successfully fulfilled her dream of being a single mother.
Things took a turn when the old president that she worked for suddenly died, and it turns out that the heir is none other than the man she had slept with that night.
And to make things worse, that man recognized her at first glance.
"You're Abby Brooks?"
"Yes, sir."
"Abby Brooks,"A grin appeared on his face. "Tell me why you disappeared after f*cking me that night."

My Boss, My Baby's Father

As much as I hated to spoil her date with Jack, I believe I had enough patience to be near Raphael Hughes. It was absurd how he was trying to win me. He bought so many f*cking clothes for me that it wouldn’t even fit in my small cabinet back home.


I shook my head to display my displease, and Emily just returned with a pitiful gaze. She was using her best technique. Using her googly eyes to persuade me.


She clamped both of her hands, “Please? 


I sighed in frustration. “Whatever. But you owe me after this.”


As I was walking beside Raphael, and Emily with Jack. I just noticed how noticeable we looked from the crowd. Raphael didn’t just attract women with his looks, even men and whatever gender there is out there went weak at the sight of Rapahel Hughes.


Being beside him, makes you choke on being ugly.


I smiled fakely, “Not really, she just likes to twist her words.”


“You can be honest. Playing hard to get has its limits.”


Chapter 20 Playing hard to get?