My Baby's Daddy

Even the bodyguard couldn’t stop Sophia from falling into Arthur’s embrace with his quick movements.

Before Arthur realized it, he had a girl nestled in his arms. She rested her head on his chest and her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Master.” The bodyguard tried to pull her away from Arthur, knowing that he despised any woman who approached him.

“Don’t touch me.” Even though she was drowsy, she hadn’t lost consciousness yet and growled at the bodyguard.

Arthur glared at the bodyguard and motioned for him to leave before he removed Sophia’s arms from his neck. She immediately cuddled him again.

“Hands off, Sophia Goodwin,” he warned as he had never been a fan of such intimate encounters.

her being drowsy. He lowered his head,

she was a child had always been her eyes, with bright pupils that shone like black pearls, illuminating beneath them. When she smiled, her eyes

a close proximity, Arthur was staring intently into her lovely eyes. They were as clear and captivating as they

pearly eyes were shaped into two crescent moons. One could

for so long, and folks of the opposite gender would always

still smiling, she was abruptly shoved aside and fell to the ground before moaning,

he used his masculine hand to dust off his coat as though he was repulsed by

distressed expression.

before returning to her room. She prayed for her well-being in the coming

the morning at home. A woman smiled as she watched the two figures running and listened to the

have a suitable candidate as her bridesmaid, three young girls from the Presgrave Family were chosen for her by Old Madam Presgrave. As Elliot was the oldest, these young women in their early twenties addressed her as Miss Anastasia. Yesterday, when