My (Mostly) Secret Baby

You know that instinct to run when something bad is coming? Yeah. I apparently missed out on that one.

Because Damon Rose came, and instead of running, I got pregnant.

Damon

Yes. I remember Chelsea Cross.

I remember five years ago when she thought she could handle me.

Proving her wrong was… enjoyable.

With hair I wanted to fist. A mouth that only stopped when I kissed it. A body that I needed to press against the nearest wall and claim.

And now she wants a job.

A smart man would say “no”.

Or, I could teach her the same lesson I taught her five years ago.

She can’t even begin to handle me.

**Author’s Note: Buckle up for the ultimate bosshole in this steamy, workplace romantic comedy with a sassy heroine and a stubborn grump who wants to ruin her day.**