“I have an assignment for you. You’re a good employee—you’ll do everything flawlessly,” the boss says, grabbing me by the hips and seating me right on the desk.
“Boss?” I mumble, going pale.
“Are you alright?”
“You’ll give birth to my child,” he suddenly blurts out, looking straight into my eyes.
And I don’t know what’s more absurd: hearing that from my boss—or the fact that I’m already pregnant with Emir’s child. Only he doesn’t know that we slept together once. And he’ll never find out.