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

At nine in the morning, Damian's condition was improving enough that he no longer needed respiratory assistance. He could sit up, but still couldn't move around much for the next few days. He was sitting comfortably in a wheelchair on the hospital terrace, watching the garden where other patients were enjoying the fresh air.

"Daddy," Daniel said from his toddler stroller, while his mother sat beside him.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I can't play with you," Damian replied with a faint smile.

"He'll understand," Valerie chimed in, stroking Daniel's thick and dark brown hair. "Sweetheart, Daddy is sick. He can't hold you, or you can't sit on his lap because his stomach still hurts," she continued.

Daniel fell silent, furrowing his brow, focusing on his father who still had an IV in his hand with a tube hanging from the wheelchair.

"Did Uncle Samuel hit him again?" he asked.

Valerie furrowed her brow. "Why would you think that?"

Seeing the baby