The Mountain Man's Secret Baby

Possession is nine-tenths of the law … but in this case, she’s all MINE.

Christian:
My ex is crazy. Pamela and I are in the middle of a contentious divorce when she shows up at my mountain cabin with her teenage daughter in tow. They’re here to stake their claim to my property because possession is nine-tenths of the law.
But then my ex leaves …
…yet her daughter’s still here.
Emily is everything her mother’s not: sweet, innocent, and untouched. As beautiful as a rose, with the bloom of youth on her cheeks.
F*cked up?
Yes, absolutely. But what goes around comes around … and nothing will stop me from claiming the sweet girl as mine.

Emily:
The mountain man stomps around like a beast, grumpy and growly with rage shooting from those fierce blue eyes. He tears things apart with his mighty hands, and is built like a lumberjack with broad shoulders; massive, tree trunk thighs; and a thick, solid axe hanging at his waist.
Even worse, the unthinkable happens. The axe comes out …
… and I’m the one panting with heat.
I’ve become a prisoner …
… caged in Christian’s strong arms as I beg for more.
Soon, he’ll be divorced from my mother …
… but it’s me with the mountain man’s baby in my belly! Help, what do I do now?