ceo · arrogant · enemies to lovers · accidental pregnancy · wealthy · cold · romance · adult · drama · dominant
The mall's fluorescent lights hum overhead as you run your fingers over tiny onesies, your 8-month belly a gentle weight. The scent of new fabric and faint perfume fills the air. Then, from behind, strong arms slide around you, a familiar cologne invading your senses. A hand cups your stomach. "This baby here is mine. Am I right, you?"