Fateful Exposure
I had a one-night stand with a woman, who’s now my boss and my baby’s momma…
I didn’t know my one-night stand was Selma Volkov – powerhouse fashion designer.
When I’m hired to photograph her new collection, we quickly realize we’ve…umm…met…before.
She’s infuriatingly irresistible. I can’t stand working with her – she’s demanding, callous, and arrogant, but damn if i’m not hooked.
Her sharp commands and icy demeanor make me want to scream, yet every photoshoot with her becomes a reminder of that reckless, yet magical night.
Despite the animosity, I crave her. She’s like a drug I can’t quit.
Every glance, every brush of her hand pulls me in deeper.
Just when I think I’m at my breaking point, she drops a bombshell.
She’s pregnant with my baby.
Her walls go up, but I am determined to be there for my child.
I’m not giving up – not on my child, and not on her.
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