It was supposed to be a business trip to Paris.
Me and my silverfox boss.
I didn’t expect to cross a forbidden line.
I didn’t expect to have the most mind-blowing bedtime fun in my life.
And definitely not with my grumpy, billionaire boss.
Especially after finding out he was a dom. A rough one.
After our infuriating spat at the hotel, after he fired me, after I was done with him, and after my very lonely flight back home, I found out I was knocked-up.
Now staring down at the two pink lines,
Should I tell him what’s growing inside my tummy is his?