Accidental Daddy

I accidentally dated a mafia prince.

Now, I’m carrying a Bratva heir.

I thought I swiped left on Kevin from accounting.

But the man waiting in the bar wasn’t Kevin.

He didn’t say his name.

Just slid a drink across the table like he owned me.

Black jacket. Silver-black hair. A tattoo curling up his neck like sin itself.

Our one night together was amazing.

The next morning, I woke up very much alone.

No name. No number. Just a memory I can’t stop replaying.

Then my dad messed up the wrong numbers for the wrong client.

And now I’m being handed to… him.

The not-Kevin.

Chicago’s deadliest mafia single daddy.

He says I need his protection.

So we play house.

On the sofa.

In the bedroom.

Once on the balcony.

But this isn’t a game anymore.

My family’s in danger.

And I’m secretly pregnant with his child.

But his family doesn’t accept outsiders.

And they sure as hell don’t let them walk away.