One night on a gala balcony high above the city lights, she let her ex take her without protection. She told herself it meant nothing. Then the pregnancy test came back positive.
Her father's heiress daughter carrying the child of a man from the wrong side of every line he drew. The same man who knew exactly how to make her beg, who still haunted her shower, her bed, her empty marriage prospects. He never stopped wanting her. She never stopped responding to his hands, his mouth, the filthy promises he whispered against her throat when nobody was watching.
Now he is everywhere. In her father's boardroom making deals that save her inheritance. In her doctor's appointments without invitation. In her apartment at midnight with his palm spread across her swelling stomach while his other hand slides between her thighs, reminding her what surrender feels like when the right man demands it.
He wants her back permanently. Her father wants him destroyed. And her body wants what it has always wanted, the pregnancy hormones making her shameless, making her wet when he pins her against windows where anyone could see, making her cry out his name when he takes her from behind, slow and possessive, telling her exactly who she belongs to now.
The man who broke her once wants to keep her. The baby growing inside her makes walking away impossible. But her father's reach is everywhere, and second chances this consuming rarely survive the people who want to tear them apart.
A full-length second chance pregnancy erotic romance with a brooding ex-lover who refuses to let her go, a heroine learning that need and love blur together, and enough explicit scenes to keep you up past midnight.
