She’s too young for me. Too innocent for me. And I’m friends with her father.
Oh gosh, and if all those reasons weren’t compelling enough…I promised my late wife that I would never start a family again.
But what was I supposed to do when Izzi practically threw herself at me? Take the moral high ground and push her away? I’m a powerful billionaire but I sure as hell didn’t possess the strength to do that.
And so, I did what I’d wanted to for years. I devoured her dangerous curves. Yes, I knew that would have its consequences. But I didn’t know how extreme they would be.
Like taking her innocence wasn’t scandalous enough…I even got her pregnant. That word itself sends shivers down my spine. I don’t want another child… but I do want Izzi.
And this conflict might just be the end of me.