My Baby's Daddy

That man was hers. Elliot came out holding a bouquet of red roses. He was wearing a thin black trench coat, and he walked toward her, as if he was Prince Charming going up to his Cinderella. He handed the bouquet to her, and she took it from him. She could see that the florist’s employees were watching them, looking a little envious.

Anastasia took a whiff of the roses. It smelled seductively intoxicating, and it delighted her. Wow. Didn’t think he’d be this romantic.

“Come with me. We’ll take Jared home later and have dinner together.” Elliot had arranged everything for the day.

Anastasia nodded. “Sure!” She was happy as long as he was around, no matter where they were.

She was in Presgrave Corporation’s president’s office. The assistant was

serving her cookies and coffee, not daring to slight her. She knew the rumors as well. It was said that her boss had been courting a woman for a long time. She

was his beloved, and no one was more important than she was to him. That woman was Anastasia, a famous designer who used to work for Bourgeois.

Anastasia was sitting on the couch in front of the French window. She sipped the coffee and flipped through some magazines. It was a relaxing time, and she was looking forward to the rest of the day. She was engrossed in the magazines, until someone held her shoulders behind her.

She turned around, and there Elliot was, straight out of his meeting.

‘Done with your meeting?’ She looked up.

in that kiss, and he went even deeper. It was gentle,

away when someone knocked on

said in frustration, ‘Come

both of them inside, he smiled. “I’ll come

Make it quick! Elliot

file to him. Elliot scanned and signed it in just a moment. “I don’t want anyone disturbing me for half an

left the office right

him a look. ‘Don’t push your

important

‘No can do. You gotta work

me

gave her a few

shook her

now.” He said. “From now on, I’ll put everything I have under

company.”

shocked Anastasia waved her hands.. “No. I don’t want that pressure. I’m fine just being