Chapter 3: The Ruthless Billionaire
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Sophia stared at the pregnancy test for what felt like the hundredth time.
Positive.
There was no mistake.
No misunderstanding.
She was pregnant.
A thousand thoughts raced through her mind at once.
How was she supposed to raise a child alone?
How would she explain this to her family?
What would people think?
More importantly...
How was she supposed to find Alexander?
The only thing she knew about him was his first name.
Alexander.
Nothing else.
Not his phone number.
Not his address.
Nothing.
A knock on the bathroom door startled her.
"Sophia? Are you okay?"
It was her best friend, Emily.
Sophia quickly wiped her tears.
"I'm fine."
"You've been in there for twenty minutes."
Sophia took a deep breath and opened the door.
The moment Emily saw her face, concern filled her eyes.
"What happened?"
Without saying a word, Sophia handed her the pregnancy test.
Emily's eyes widened.
"Oh my God."
Sophia nodded.
"I know."
"The father..."
Sophia looked away.
"It happened the night before my wedding."
Emily immediately understood.
"The stranger?"
Sophia nodded again.
Silence filled the room.
Finally, Emily pulled her into a hug.
"We'll figure this out."
Sophia wished she had the same confidence.
Because right now, everything felt impossible.
---
Across the city.
Alexander Knight stood at the head of a massive conference table.
The room was silent.
Terrified executives sat around him.
No one dared speak.
No one dared move.
Alexander's cold gray eyes swept across the room.
"I asked for one thing."
His voice was calm.
Dangerously calm.
"The contract should have been finalized three days ago."
Nobody answered.
The silence only made him angrier.
A middle-aged executive cleared his throat.
"There were complications—"
Alexander slammed a file onto the table.
The loud sound made several people jump.
"I don't pay people millions to give me excuses."
The executive immediately lowered his head.
Alexander's reputation wasn't exaggerated.
At twenty-nine years old, he had built one of the most powerful business empires in the country.
He was ruthless.
Demanding.
Unforgiving.
Exactly the kind of man people feared.
The meeting ended moments later.
Everyone practically ran from the room.
Alexander remained behind.
His assistant entered carefully.
"Sir, your mother called again."
Alexander sighed.
"What does she want now?"
"She says you need to get married."
His expression darkened.
Of course.
His mother had been trying to force him into marriage for years.
Alexander had no interest in relationships.
Love was a distraction.
Marriage was a business arrangement.
Nothing more.
Yet for some reason...
His thoughts drifted to a certain woman.
Sophia.
The woman he hadn't been able to forget.
Three weeks had passed since that night.
Three weeks.
And somehow her smile still haunted him.
It annoyed him.
Alexander wasn't the type of man who obsessed over women.
Yet he found himself wondering where she was.
How she was doing.
Whether she regretted that night.
His assistant interrupted his thoughts.
"You have a dinner appointment tonight."
Alexander nodded.
"Cancel it."
"Sir?"
"I'm not in the mood."
---
That evening.
Sophia left the hospital carrying a folder containing her pregnancy results.
The reality was finally sinking in.
She was going to be a mother.
Fear mixed with excitement.
Despite everything, a small part of her was already falling in love with the tiny life growing inside her.
As she crossed the street, a black luxury car suddenly stopped beside her.
The rear window lowered.
Sophia froze.
Gray eyes.
Dark hair.
A face she would never forget.
Alexander.
For a moment, neither moved.
Neither spoke.
The entire world seemed to disappear.
Alexander's eyes widened slightly.
As though he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Then he opened the car door and stepped out.
"Sophia."
Her name sounded different coming from him.
Deeper.
More personal.
Sophia's heart hammered inside her chest.
Of all the places.
Of all the days.
Why now?
Why him?
Alexander took a step closer.
His gaze never leaving her face.
"I've been looking for you."
Sophia's breath caught.
Before she could respond, a sudden gust of wind ripped the medical folder from her hands.
Papers scattered across the sidewalk.
Alexander instinctively bent down to help.
Then his eyes landed on one particular document.
His expression changed instantly.
The color drained from Sophia's face.
Because the paper he was holding clearly showed one word.
PREGNANT.
And Alexander was staring directly at it.
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