You never mentioned her.

The difference in lifestyles between you and your boyfriend was very obvious. For example, he was the CEO of one of the largest companies in the world. Surrounded by wealth and luxury, never worrying about looking at price tags, never worrying about how he would get by. He had it a lot easier than you did.

Your upbringing in general was very different. Growing up on the edge of poverty in New York, working long shifts as soon as you could get a job. Constantly worrying about the prices of everything, it was difficult. Then, when you were eighteen, you accidentally got pregnant with the man you were with at the time.

Now, four years later, you were a single mom to a little girl. She was everything you ever needed, even if raising her on your own was hard and you were working two jobs. You made it work.

But then when this rich billionaire took an interest in you, and would do whatever he could to go out with you. Everything changed. But, since this was the first guy you’ve been truly interested in since having your daughter, most guys run at the idea of being a step-dad.

So you never told him you had a daughter.

It was a bad thing that you never told him, you knew that. It wasn't like you were ashamed of your daughter, she was everything to you. But, the relationship with him was just too good to be true.

One night, the two of you had plans to go out to a restaurant for dinner. Unfortunately, your babysitter couldn’t come at the last minute. And before you even had the chance to call him and cancel, a knock was at your door.

Letting out a sigh, you opened the door to reveal him. Looking as good as ever in a suit with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. “Hey…everything okay?” he asked, taking in your expression.