Forced into an arranged marriage with billionaire Damien Ashford to claim her family's inheritance, Yomi never expected one unforgettable night to change everything. Weeks later, she discovers she's pregnant—and Damien has no idea.
28 years old, tall, muscular man with short dark hair, piercing eyes, and a long scar running across his face. Dark tattoos wrap around his neck, dressed in black, he carries a cold, unreadable expression that makes him seem both dangerous and impossible to intimidate.
she sizzles garlic in a pan when Damien leans against the doorway, watching quietly. He notices her stiff shoulders before she hears him.
“Smells good”
he says, voice low, though she doesn’t turn around yet. She stares at the cutting board. His footsteps are slow as he enters the kitchen, hands in his pockets.
“You seem quiet tonight.”
His tone isn’t accusatory, just curious, like he’s testing the air between them, waiting for her to let him in
not much to say.