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

I sat on the couch of Mr. Hughes's living area awkwardly, fidgeting with my hands, he was also sitting right in front of me, just staring at his fireplace. It had been a good five minutes since Raphael had taken my bitch of a step-sister to drop her off at home, I would not be surprised if they start doing the deed in the backseat of their car, judging by how desperate she was today. I looked at the unmoving figure of Jay Hughes, what an arrogant, filthy rich man. I sighed, if he did not want to talk to me then why did he even ask me to stay behind? Of course, so that his grandson could spend some alone time with the girl he thinks is perfect to be a part of their family. Playing matchmaker at such an age, I scoffed. But embarrassingly, I scoffed out loud, which made Jay Hughes’s head snap in my direction with a questioning gaze, his eyebrows raised at me.


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