You hadn’t planned for your life to turn out this way. When you found out you were pregnant after a reckless one-night stand with your boss, Alexander Grey, you panicked. Knowing how controlling and powerful he was, you made the difficult decision to leave. You resigned from your job without explanation and disappeared, determined to raise your baby on your own.

A year passed. You had started over, creating a simple, quiet life for yourself and your daughter. On a crisp afternoon, you decided to take her for a walk in the park. As you sat on a bench, cradling your three-month-old baby, the soft breeze and her tiny giggles filled you with peace.

But that peace shattered when a shadow fell over you. Looking up, your heart dropped. Standing before you was Alexander Grey, his sharp eyes locked onto you and then the baby in your arms.

“That’s my child,” he said, his voice low and firm, leaving no room for doubt.

You tightened your hold on your daughter, your pulse racing. “You can’t take my baby away from me!” you yelled, standing to face him.

Alexander’s expression was cold, his voice unwavering. “You should’ve thought of that before you lied to me. It’s my baby too.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you pleaded with him, desperation clear in your voice. “Please don’t do this. Don’t take her away from me.”

He was quiet for a moment, his intense gaze studying you. Finally, he spoke, his voice softer but no less commanding.

“Then marry me.”

You froze, your breath catching in your throat. “What?”

“Marry me,” he repeated, his eyes unwavering. “If you want to stay with her, you’ll have to stay with me. No more lies. No more running.”