Who's my baby's DADDY?

Maybe...

Kelsea's POV ~

What?? His date? My pupils dilated, hearing Mrs. Helen Booker's words. She just ordered Mr. Shane and walked out of the office room without even giving us a chance to speak. I looked at him and he was already staring at me. What is he even thinking? I just hope he doesn't agree with his mom.

Shane's POV ~

She is my date? Really mom? I guess you'll never get to know what you have gotten me into… Kelsea turned to look at me, possibly expecting me to sort this issue out. But… I don't think I can't do anything in this. If mom says it then it's final. She is probably hoping to find a way out of this, but to be very honest, I'm not hoping the same. Maybe I want to take her as my date, not because my mom ordered it, but because I wanted to. Ugh, forget about it, Shane. Think of something to get this sorted. I was always clear about my decision or when it comes to deciding something. But this time, I was really helpless, the most feared man of New York, the number one young business tycoon, is helpless because of TWO WOMEN. Pap, you were right, women confuse us and I'm confused as f*** now.

I observed her expressions carefully. I was really curious about this woman standing in front of me. If there was another woman in her place, she would be hella happy to be my date. But this woman literally gave me a 'Please tell me this is a joke’ look. Seriously, I have never seen such a girl in my entire life. Every single woman I have met till now was ready to give themselves to me, just for the sake of money and fame I hold. And this woman is hoping for a way to escape from this. How interesting? This nature of her is the only thing that keeps on pulling me towards her no matter how hard I try to stay away from her. Woman, you're driving me nuts. I just heaved a deep sigh, pushing my thoughts aside.

First, I don't think convincing mom is possible. Second, convincing Kelsea is not easy either but it is not impossible. Not that, I don't wanna try convincing my mom… Maybe, I internally want to take Kelsea as my date. Uh, one date won't hurt. Just once, Shane and you are off from her. First time, my heart surpassed my mind in this. And, not to lie here, I too like the idea of taking her as my date rather than that fu***** sl**, Maria. Alright, all I have to do is, convince her. You can do it, Shane. But remember, this is the last, you're staying away from her after this. One simple date would not harm anyone, right? REMEMBER JUST ONCE! My brain warned my poor heart and I growled at the pathetic thoughts that were running on my mind.

Kelsea's POV~

"Sir, please tell me this is all a joke", I asked with my hopeful eyes. I can't be his date, no… Not that I'm not interested in being his date… any girl would long to be this handsome's date but not me. I'm not a normal girl who he thinks I'm. I'm soon to be a mother and my number one priority is my baby. I'm nowhere interested to be his date or any other man's date. If only he knows I'm pregnant… Ah, it's just a six months contract, I'm finishing this, saving up, and quitting this job. I'll keep my baby a secret as long as I can. I just hope he says this is all just a damn joke. What if he says no… "Kelsea, please know one thing, I can't disobey my maa… whatever she says is final…", he said and paused for my response. Sh**, does this mean he has no objection to this? He can’t disobey, it's totally his problem, why should I obey? His words really pissed me off. But then, my stupid mouth couldn't keep itself shut… "Sir, I'm appointed as your PA, not as your one-day date”, I said the next moment, without minding the consequences of it. “Miss. Kelsea. You’re indeed appointed as my PA just know that I’m your boss. You’ve got no option here. You’re joining me at our annual gala as my date and please don’t create such a big scene. It's just a formal one, you are going to be there as my date and do the works of PA as well”, he said, standing up from his chair as he walked close to me. His authority tone fu**** fumed my rage. How dare he? Who does he think he is? “I’m not going anywhere with you as your date”, I just snapped at the next moment. “Ahh!”, It was only a fu***** second, he pushed me to the nearby wall, caging me under his hard body. My eyes met his mesmerizing silver eyes, and my heart pounded to its max. “What are you doing?”, I asked, sounding confident without any fear for his abrupt move. His closeness gave me some kind of weird feeling or to be exact, a weird joy which was very new for me. No one made me feel this way with just a single move, and the iconic part is, he is not even touching me. How the hell is his single look having such a fu***** reaction on me? “Never speak to me in that tone, I repeat never! I’m trying hard to control myself from putting a damn bullet in your head, that doesn’t mean you get to speak to me however you like. Remember, who’s in power here”, he leaned close to my left earlobe and whispered slowly. His warm scent quickly wrapped my whole body with goosebumps. Ignoring his threatening words and completely forgetting about my anger on him, my eyes start to explore this fine God whose lips are just a damn inch away from kissing mine. His perfectly trimmed beard, his sharp silver eyes, his strong abs which have me locked under him, his dominating attitude, the power he has over me, the audacity of him to threaten me, his breath, his small gesture, his slight giggle, everything, every fu***** thing about him attracts me to him like a flower attracts a bee. I’m not a submissive type of girl, but with this man, I’m enjoying being under him which I hate myself for. “Next time, mind your tone, baby girl”, he said with a teasing smile, and for the first time ever in my life, I felt alive again. The way he called me ‘baby girl’ was everything I could crave for.

DRUUUHHHH!!

But then all my dirty fantasy thoughts about him vanished in the air when I heard the door open. There stood a tall man, who seemed like the same age as Mr. Shane. He looked at us, narrowing his eyes and then I fu**** realized the position I was standing in. Sh**!