She never meant to sleep with him. One night, one mistake, and now her body carries the one thing she can't negotiate away - her rival's baby.
They've spent years tearing each other apart in boardrooms, her sharp suits and sharper tongue against his lazy confidence and knowing smirk. He gets under her skin like no one else, finds every crack in her armor, every weakness she fights to hide. The pregnancy should change nothing. A problem to solve, a secret to bury.
But he won't let her disappear. He shows up at her door with takeout she didn't order and hands that won't stay off her. He wants her swollen with his child, wants her crying out his name in the dark while he reminds her exactly who made her this way. Every meeting becomes a battlefield of stolen touches and filthy whispers, his palm spread over her stomach where no one can see, his mouth at her ear promising things that make her thighs clench under conference tables.
The merger could destroy them both if this gets out. Her board would eat her alive. His investors would revolt. But his hands on her hips feel like ownership, like claim, like something dangerously close to permanence, and she can't stop arching into him even when she hates herself for it.
She built walls so high no man could scale them. He's burning them down one slow, deliberate touch at a time, and she's terrified that when the smoke clears, she'll beg him to stay.
A full-length pregnancy forbidden enemies-to-lovers erotic romance.
