Pregnant With His Baby When My Don Married Another

He took me against the penthouse window, deep and possessive. Then he pulled out, fixed his suit, and said, "I married Isla this morning. Find someone else to stand at the altar." No guilt. No hesitation. Just casual cruelty. I shoved the pregnancy test into my pocket and walked out without a word. He doesn't know I'm carrying his heir. He never will. Because tonight, I'm calling his worst enemy. By the time Vincent realizes what he lost, I'll be wearing his rival's ring—and his child will call another man "father."