What’s worse than sleeping with the CEO — one reckless night?
Realizing you’re pregnant — and he has no idea.
Then choosing to keep his baby a secret.
I thought I was smart. Professional. Unshakeable.
Until I met him.
I thought he was just a cute assistant.
So I told him exactly what I thought of his boss:
“Daniel Jacobs is a womanizer. A ruthless player.”
His smirk should have warned me.
“Ruthless? Let’s test that theory.”
Turns out, the man I was roasting was the billionaire himself.
Daniel Jacobs. Tech Mogul. Tabloid favorite.
And instead of firing me… he seduced me.
One night of surrender.
One night where I forgot he sees women as just “a bit of fun.”
But the next morning, reality hit.
The magazines say he’s getting married.
I was just another conquest. A notch on his bedpost.
So I ran.
I quit my job when my boss found out my secret.
I planned to raise this baby alone.
But Daniel Jacobs isn’t a man who gives up easily.
He didn’t track me down to punish me.
He tracked me down because he can’t forget me.
Now he’s at my door.
Determined. Breathless. Relentless.
“Did you really think I’d let you go, Addison?”
He has no idea about the baby yet.
He didn’t come for an heir.
He came for the only thing that matters.
He.
Wants.
Me.
