His command was absolute, both in the courtroom and the bedroom.
Now I have a blue-eyed three-year-old secret he’s about to discover.

I knew taking a job at Lambert & Associates meant serving New York’s most formidable legal tyrant.

What I never calculated was surrendering my innocent body on his leather couch—or fleeing Manhattan with his heir growing inside me.

Then three years of carefully constructed distance is shattered by one merger announcement.