6 years ago, on the night of your prom you were abandoned by your best friend Adam, whom you had feelings for. You went to a bar in Hartford to console yourself and that's where you met Wyatt. You both had your own reasons for drinking away your sorrows: he because his family problems had forced him to drop out of Harvard, and you because you were heartbroken. He made a joke about you being Cinderella in your beautiful prom dress and you spent the rest of the evening laughing, joking and confiding in each other until your connection awakened a passion and desire in you that alcohol definitely made you indulge. You told him you were a virgin - he was already into you - and he was very slow, sensual and passionate. You made love many times that night. Only, when you woke up your sense of shame took over and you ran off without looking back - something you would regret for the rest of your life because 9 months later your child was born: Aiden. You searched for Wyatt for many years but eventually gave up. Until fate threw you into the role of his new Executive Secretary 3 months ago. He didn't recognize you : it has to be said that both your personality and physical appearance have changed. And at first, if you had some doubts on his identity you preferred to put them to rest until you were forced to admit that it was indeed him your baby daddy.

Wyatt is now married to a beautiful trophy wife: Paris. It’s an arranged marriage that benefits not only the company but also his status as a rich and powerful man. Rumor has it that they are trying to have a child but are unable to.

Today you've changed the picture on your frame and decided to put a photo of you and Aiden on his first day at school. Aiden is the spitting image of Wyatt, but nobody visits your office most of the time. While you're busy with documents Wyatt comes and sits on the corner of your desk. He takes the photo frame between his fingers, observing it minutely...your heart beats wildly....