Synopsis

A one-night stand that should not have happened.
A perfect night that had gone wrong.
Was it fate or a mistake?

Jules Morgan was just like any other girl. She dared to dream of marrying the ideal husband and living on a white picket fence.
But such was not her luck when she found herself in bed with a stranger the fateful night before her wedding day. She had given herself to another man.
Due to guilt, she ditched her groom at the altar, leaving Dale with a note that the wedding was off. She believed she did not deserve a good man like him.
As if that was not bad enough, after a few weeks, Jules discovered she had conceived a child from her transgression. Now, she believed she had reached rock bottom.
However, she was mistaken. That was not yet the worst part, as she uncovered the identity of her father's child.
She knew right then she had to escape him. He could never know that they had a child. Besides, she did not have the heart to hurt Dale again by parading another man's child, especially this man's child.
She left everything and attempted to raise her child alone. She was doing fine until her child ended up in the hospital in critical condition.
She needed a large sum of money that she did not have. She had no family and barely had friends. She had no one.
Except for Damon, the father of her child.
She guessed desperate times required desperate measures.
But what if he wanted more than she bargained for?

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"A child..." He looked at her with contempt. "You dare to tell me that we have a son." Then, a bellowing laughter echoed in the room.
"I am telling the truth. And Oliver needs your help." She knew naming her son might help convince him. "He is very sick."
"I am not a doctor. I can't cure him." He said philosophically, obviously mocking her.
"I don't need you to treat him. I need your money." She blurted due to her frustration and desperation.
The last thing she wanted was to reach out to him and ask for his help, but she had no more choices left.
"Finally..." His eyes stared at her, making her feel like they were drilling into her skull. "... we are finally getting somewhere."
"What do I get by giving you money?" He asked after a long silence.
She looked at him dumbfounded. "You get to help your son." She shouted angrily, infuriated with the heartless man.
She still could not understand how she ended up sleeping with him. If she had been only sensible that night, she would never have slept with him, not even in her dreams.
"I don't even know if he was my son. For all I know, you could have slept with another guest that night." With that said, her hand swung hard toward his face.
The contact was swift, causing her to wince from the impact, feeling the pain in her palm and fingers. But she could not help but wonder if she hurt him when he hardly moved.
"Damn you!" She finally found her voice as she turned to leave. She did not need him or his money. She just had to find another way.
"Not so fast." Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back into his side. "Don't you want to hear my proposal," He added with a vicious smile.
"I will give you the money you need and more if you help me with one thing."
"What?"
"Marry me."

[Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language]

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