Billionaire’s Secret Baby

“When can you start?” his gray eyes held her blue ones, and Mandy felt her stomach flip.

“As soon as possible, Mr. Brand.”

“Excellent, I will have movers come to your home in the morning,” he turned and pressed the intercom key on his desk.

Mandy moved without thought touching his arm. The moment her fingers brushed the fabric of his suit coat he froze. It was as if she’d burned him.

To make matters worse, she was now in his personal space. She could smell his spicy cologne and the mint on his breath.

Immediately, Mandy backed away, “I beg your pardon, Mr. Brand.”

He was frozen to the spot. His arm tingled where her fingers had just resided, and desire flared to life. Elliot was used to being around beautiful women. Hell, they threw themselves at him consistently. So, this insane attraction to a woman that was heavy with child was alarming to him.

“Is there anything amiss?” his voice had deepened an octave.

Mandy shivered as she remembered other things he had said in the same tone. Like, how amazing he found her tits and ass, and how he was going to fuck her until she couldn’t see straight.

“Please, don’t arrange for movers. I will only have a few boxes. I can rent a bed and dresser to be delivered.”

She would most likely buy a cheap air mattress, but he didn’t need to know that.

He was an ass, Elliot thought to himself. Of course, she wouldn’t have furniture living at her shit-head parents’ home.

“I do apologize if I didn’t make myself clear,” Elliot lied through his teeth, “The apartment is fully furnished, will that be a problem?”

Mandy’s cheeks heated as a happy smile crossed her face, “No, sir. That would be perfect, Mr. Brand.”

Elliot’s dick hardened at her use of ‘sir.’ That was something he could get used to. And then he felt disgusting for lusting after this pregnant woman.

She was about to be a mother for fuck's sake! Pull yourself together!

“I will see that someone is there in the morning to convey anything you wish to take with you to the new apartment, Ms. Johnson. For now, I will turn you over to Ian. He will get you into human resources to fill out paperwork.”

Mandy nodded, “Of course, Sir.”

dick throbbed. This was going to

**

kernel of hope flickering in her belly. For the first time in a long time, she felt like

laid a hand on her belly, “I agree, Peanut, he is

it opened and made her way back to where Ian was sitting behind the

job!” he whistled, “Are you ready for

Tell me, how long have you worked

But the man is fair. Hang in there, beautiful lady, we are happy to have you with

all the necessary paperwork and then accepted the cab back

She opened her purse to pay the man, but he smiled kindly at her and said that Mr. Brand had already accepted the charges.

hardly believe her luck. If she weren’t such a whale, she would have skipped into The Grind. As it was, she happily waddled inside to

what she found, wasn’t her usually bubbly sister. There was a line almost out the door, and poor Freddy behind the counter looked as if he was going to explode. His hair was frazzled, and his usual frat boy smile

hadn’t wanted Mandy to work there, but she’d filled in on more

prick are fighting in the

wasn’t a fan of Kim’s husband, Andrew. But Mandy had no idea why

as she wrapped the strings around her

and said something

turned to the next customer, “What can I get you?”

before the office door opened and Kim’s husband, Andrew came storming out.

wrenched our eyes to Kim who was next to appear.

Kim looked like when the world was falling apart. You didn’t grow up in their house

But the look on Kim’s face startled her. Mandy had never seen Kim look so completely

as she marched up to Andrew

flushed a dark red, “You both are

of emotion. That scared

huffed, “I won’t

knew that something dreadful had happened. This wasn’t just a run of the mill fight.

your bitch. It’s

and slammed out of the coffee shop. Mandy immediately went to her

me,” her whispered

sister tighter

“He said that I put too much pressure on him to have a baby. He didn’t want kids, and he didn’t want to be tied down.”

of her, every syllable like a punch to Mandy’s gut.