Galata_Sky

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape)

"Your lips always say no, but your body says yes. I know you can never refuse me, Valeri!"


Valerie Trierweiler Dominguez caught Damian cheating with Clara, one of her bridesmaids, just one day before their wedding.

Heartbroken, Valerie chose to leave, but soon realized she was pregnant and decided to hide her pregnancy.

After Valerie's departure, Damian felt empty and longed for the warmth of their love. Meanwhile, Valerie built a new life with strength, becoming a strong mother, but their hidden secret lingered.

"Should I tell him who the father is?"

This question often crossed her mind every time she looked at their little son.

When fate reunited them, Valerie faced a difficult choice between forgiving the past for the sake of their son or sticking to her path, as Damian's betrayal always cast a shadow over trust.

"Valerie, I spent nights drowning in regret. I miss the warmth of our love, the laughter we shared," Damian pleaded.

"Damian, actions speak louder than words. What about the trust you shattered?" Valerie stared at Damian, still haunted by his mistakes.

Can Damian regain Valerie's trust even though he has fallen in love and is obsessed with being with her and their son?
and can they realize that there are obstacles and also traitors around them? 


I am participating in the Cupid's Quill contest, please give support, it will help me a lot ...

Return With the Billionaire Baby Daddy

Valerie couldn't bring herself to do anything after witnessing Demian and Clara together a few hours ago. The woman sat solemnly, occasionally glancing at her son playing after breakfast and being bathed by Hannah.

The shadows of intimacy with Damian lately made her disgusted with herself, having been so happy, having high hopes, even hurting Samuel, but in the end, she also got hurt.

"I've hurt Samuel, I've faced threats from your father just to maintain our relationship. But what do I get? Why can't you ever change? Never satisfied with one woman... Am I too bad? Or maybe you can't let go because you also have feelings for yourself?"

"Valerie," Hannah called, coming in with a plate of croissants and a cup of coffee. "I baked your croissants..."

Hannah sat beside Valerie, pitying her swollen face, her appearance slightly disheveled; her hair was hastily tied, and she hadn't showered since morning.

Can't believe it