Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- Chapter 118: The Only Gift I 'Want Aaron didn't dawdle any longer. He grabbed his pajamas and headed to the bathroom for a shower. Clara crouched down and opened the bottom drawer of her wardrobe. She pulled out a box containing a piece of lingerie she had never worn. Sierra had given it to her, claiming it was a gift every man would love. Clara had been skeptical at the time. But with New Year's Eve upon her, Clara couldn't think of what else to give. Watches, belts, ties-Aaron had more than enough. She figured she might as well try something different.

Technically, it was lingerie, but it was barely more than a few palm-sized swatches of black lace, linked with delicate pearl chains, covering only the essentials. Only Sierra had dared buy something like this. Clara herself wouldn't have dared-she wouldn't even have been comfortable ordering it online, let alone picking it up from a store. Even just holding it, she felt her cheeks heat up. Fueled by the courage from the wine she had sipped ---- earlier, she seized the box and marched toward the bathroom before her courage could evaporate.

When she stepped out of the shower, Aaron was leaning against the headboard, scrolling through messages. He noticed her immediately, putting his phone down, his eyes fixed on her as she walked toward him slowly. The ceiling lights were off, leaving only the soft, dim glow of the bedside lamp. Clara walked barefoot across the carpet. When she stopped a few steps from the bed, she slowly shrugged off her silk robe. Aaron didn't blink. Fresh from the shower, droplets still clung to her eyelashes, making her eyes shine with a mix of shyness and brilliance as she met his gaze.

Her black hair flowed like a waterfall over her shoulders, lips slightly parted, jawline defined, collarbones delicate and seductive-every detail stunning enough to make his heart skip a beat. As the robe hit the floor, his chest tightened, almost as if his heart had stopped. Aaron had never seen anything like this before. He froze for a full five seconds, awed by the living vision before him. Then he reacted-long arms swooping ---- around her waist, pulling her onto his lap, and kissed her with a hunger that left no room for hesitation.

The quiet night seemed to explode around them; the air practically shimmered with heat. Clara's heart pounded like a drum. She didn't have time to gauge his expression; his boldness made her cheeks burn, and she squeezed her eyes shut. He hadn't asked if he liked it. The tension in his body, the warmth of his breath, and the raw instinct in his movements spoke for him. Soon, the pearls on the lingerie fell one by one, and the chains were either tugged apart or broken by teeth. Clearly, it was uncomfortable to wear, and probably cheaply made. She wondered if it had even been expensive.

Aaron didn't allow a second of distraction. His movements grew more intense. Clara bit her lip, small moans slipping out despite her attempts to remain composed. Time blurred until she lay exhausted, tangled in the blanket, utterly incapable of movement. Ina haze, she heard him whisper, "Babe... from now on, this is the only gift I want for every holiday." Meanwhile, on the same New Year's Eve, Derek sat at