Expecting His Baby by Sophia Kenning

For nine months, I get the royal treatment.
All I have to do is make a baby with him.
For nine months, I’ll live like royalty, in a mansion resting on a wooded estate.
I’ll dine with celebrities and share hors d’oeuvres with politicians. I’ll ride on a galloping thoroughbred over rolling hills by day and let myself be driven through the glittering city lights at night.
And I’ll step onto the red carpet in my couture gown on the arm of Daniel, a billionaire as gorgeous as he is mysterious.
I don’t know everything about him, but I know what matters.
I know that he can start my heart pounding with a single glance. That his embrace is as overwhelming as it is protective. That his scent arouses and intimidates in equal measure. That his touch makes it impossible to think. And he uses it all to get whatever he wants.
I have little time to know him better. To see what kind of man he is behind the mask. To see if he can be a good father to our child.
So I can convince myself that I’m not making the worst mistake of my life.
Because in nine months’ time when our baby is born…
I must leave them all behind.