It had been a year since Marcus had last seen the striking young woman he had hired, the one who had captivated him in more ways than one. The last time he laid eyes on her, she had been sprawled across his desk, pleading for more of him in a moment neither of them had forgotten. But soon after that heated encounter, she disappeared without a trace. No notice, no goodbye—just gone.

So, imagine his shock when, during a casual walk through Central Park, his gaze fell on her once again. This time, she wasn’t alone. She was pushing a stroller, and inside was a baby boy, no older than a year, fast asleep. But as Marcus got closer and took a better look at the child, his breath caught. The boy was a perfect replica of him.