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

---- the same thing? To give Leo a normal, stable life." Clara replied quickly, "Yes. That's why we married. But first, we're two independent people-and only then Leo's parents." "We each have our own lives, our own dreams. It's clear we're not from the same world. Our marriage is temporary." "One day Leo will grow up, have his own life, and then we can both go back to being who we really are." Aaron challenged her, "How do you know we're not from the same world? How can you be sure we're not the perfect match?" Clara met his gaze steadily. "Isn't it obvious?

Our ages, our values-they don't line up. Why chain ourselves together over a moment's impulse?" Aaron ground his teeth. "How do you know it was just a moment's impulse? Are you a mind reader?" Clara tried to reason, "We can still be friends. Like before. That was good. Supportive roommates who care. Leo and I have been happy that way. No pressure on me, no demands from you. Isn't that better?" Seeing her lips part and close, Aaron felt a sudden rage. He wanted to shut her up-hard. ---- "No! I don't agree!

Do friends do this?" He took a step forward, trapping her between his chest and the railing, then bent down and kissed her hard. The sharp scent of a man surrounded her. Clara's mind went blank; she pushed at his chest instinctively. But Aaron took it as encouragement, holding her tighter and kissing deeper. "You..." Clara tried to protest, but he overwhelmed her, invading every inch of warmth in her mouth. She couldn't understand it-how could this calm, collected top lawyer lose control like this? Why not just talk?

Their breath tangled in the thick air, Clara's body softened like she'd lost the strength to stand. Aaron held her tighter, like he wanted to melt her into him. Soft moans escaped Clara's lips, echoing in the quiet room. Aaron's whole body tensed, like he might explode. "Friends, huh?" Aaron's lips brushed her earlobe, gently nibbling. "You feel it too, don't you?" Clara's eyes watered, her body weak all over. "But we can't... We don't have love..." ---- "Don't push me away. Don't overthink. Just give us some time, okay?" Aaron pleaded. Clara was silent. He bent down and lifted her up.

Upstairs, he gently sat her on the vanity stool, looking at her softly. "I was wrong-I scared you. I won't cross any lines until you're ready. We'll take it slow, like before. Let things flow." Clara said nothing. Her swollen lips glistened silently. Aaron fought his urges, brushing a kiss on her forehead before saying goodnight and retreating. Clara dreamed all night-visions flickering, shifting-and woke feeling like she'd run a marathon. Exhausted. Leo shot onto the bed like a bullet, hugging her tight. "Mom! Mom! Are you working late?

You haven't spent time with me lately!" Clara cupped his round head and kissed him hard. "Whose little sweetheart smells so good?" Leo kissed her cheek. "Clara's." A surge of joy lifted her spirits and chased away the tiredness. "Get up! Today we're hiking! Baby, pack your bag-clothes, hat, sweat towel, and water bottle." Leo cheered and happily went to pack. Clara got ready ---- and texted Sierra to confirm before heading downstairs.