She agreed to carry his child. She never agreed to fall in love with him. She’s a romance and crime novelist desperate to understand what pregnancy really feels like for the story she’s writing. He’s a powerful oil tycoon who needs an heir—and has no interest in love. A contract. A pregnancy. Nine months under the same roof. It should have been simple. But somewhere between late-night conversations, growing attraction, and the life forming between them, the boundaries they carefully drew begin to disappear. Then his wife comes back. She doesn’t want the baby. She doesn’t want her husband. But she refuses to lose the name, power, and life she built beside him. And when jealousy turns dangerous, protecting the unborn child means fighting a woman who will stop at nothing to keep what she believes belongs to her. Because some things are inherited. Others are chosen. And sometimes, what we inherit is the very thing we spend our lives trying to escape.