Heir Clause
Jazlyn Starr, Tyla Walker
Now she’s pregnant with my heir.
She thought I wanted a wife.
What I needed was legacy.
One year. No strings. No feelings.
But then she moved into my house—into my bed—into my blood.
I told myself it was business.
Until I caught her crying over baby socks.
Now I’m buying out her bakery, redoing the nursery, and threatening anyone who even looks at her wrong.
She says this ends when the contract does.
She’s wrong.
Because that’s my baby she’s carrying.
And I never walk away from what’s mine.
She asked if I wanted to be in the delivery room….
I said I already owned the hospital.
Read on for fake marriage fireworks, unexpected baby reveals, possessive billionaire meltdown mode, and a heroine who thought she could walk away from the contract—but forgot who wrote it. HEA Guaranteed!
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