The Billionaire's Baby Mama

“Aria, go pass around the goddamn wine glasses!” My boss, Maria yelled at me and I nodded, grabbing a platter and going to hand them out around the room full of wealthy business people.

They all have fortune five hundred buisnesses or more and here I am barely making ends meet while living with my fucking mother.

“Hey!” I heard as a man snapped me over. “I want some red wine.” He said and I nodded before handing him the glass of very expensive red wine.

I started to walk around again but before I knew it I was down to my last glass.

No one will know right?

I went to lift it to my lips as I walked, not paying attention to where I was going before I bumped into a large broad frame spilling my wine down the both of us.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry sir.” I panicked while grabbing a towel and rubbing his shirt. “I didn’t see you, it was completely my fault, if you would follow me to the bathroom I’ll help you get it out.” I said and he nodded and followed me as I led him to the bathroom. “I’m so sorry again, sir, it was completely my fault.” I said getting it wet while he shut the door.

“Stop calling me ‘sir’ angel, just call me Zach.” He said and I nodded.

“Yes sir-” I stopped myself from the gaze on his face. “I’m sorry, Zach.” I said and he nodded.

“What’s your name angel?” He asked.

“Ari.” I said and he nodded.

“Ari.” He tasted my name on his lips as he backed me against the sink. “It’s not just your fault angel, I wasn’t paying attention either.” He said as he grabbed my hips lifting me to sit on the sink.

“But, I’m literally getting paid tonight to pay attention, so it’s on me sir.” I explained.

“Ari?” He asked and I nodded as he stepped between my legs pulling my thighs so I was flush against him while sitting on the sink. “What did I say about calling me sir?” He asked and I shrugged looking down.

“My boss, she says we have to and I need the money.” I explained.

“I don’t see your boss here.” He said, making his lips brush my ear, making me let out a little moan making him smirk. “You’re responsive.” I nodded. “Let’s see how responsive.” He said before kissing me…

Two weeks later…

“This can’t be fucking right.” I said looking at the two sticks. “C’mon, just one.” I said as I slid the little white and pink stick between my legs once again.

I stepped off of the toilet and stared in the mirror, this can’t be fucking happening, I don’t even know the dude.

Then it happened, the third test I took, I’m pregnant.

“Mom, I have something to tell you.” I said as I walked out to the patio where she was lounging around reading a magazine.

“What is it Aria? I’m busy.” She asked not even looking up.

I took a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.” I said and she gasped with a smile as she closed the magazine and strode toward me.

“Great! Now Micha will take you back!” She yelled and I glared at her.

“Micha’s not the father.” I said.

“I don’t care, tell him it is.” She said, crossing her arms.

“I broke up with Micha, he cheated on me!” I yelled.

My mother is such a condescending bitch.

“I don’t care, his family has money.” She said as her smile dropped.

“I’m not getting back together with him.” I said.

“I’m not gonna have some slut for a daughter who opens her legs for anyone she pleases.” She said back and I glared at her. “So tell Micha it’s his.”

“No, I’m keeping this baby and I’m not letting anyone know it’s theirs, not even the actual father.” I said and she continued to glare at me.

“I’m not gonna have a whore living under my roof! You’ll ruin my image as well as your own.” She said and I rolled my eyes.

“I don’t care about anyone’s image, it’s a baby, not a fucking thing that you can use to get rich mother! Maybe I’m done living under your roof!” I yelled.

“Good! I don’t have a daughter anymore!” She yelled.

“Yeah, and I don’t have a mother.” I yelled as I went to my room and started throwing all my stuff in a suitcase before throwing it in the back of my car and driving to my best friend Kaylee’s house.