Lord, who crashes a stranger’s wedding and ends up spending a hot night with a secret billionaire? That'd be me. I blame my bestie, Simone. She dragged me along to her gig, and I slammed straight into Alexander, whose eyes—one green, one half-hazel—held promises even stars couldn’t keep. But a crash later, and not the wedding kind, wiped my slate clean. No memories of him, just a lingering ache for what might’ve been and, nine months later, a little girl with his same two-toned eyes. That should have been the end of it, but life has a way of coming back around to bite you. Seeing her across that crowded ballroom, I knew Naima was something special. I wanted her. We danced, we laughed, and for a night, we were everything to each other. But just as suddenly as she appeared, she vanished. Not a trace, not a call. Five years of wondering, five years of 'what if?' Until one day, she waltzes into my company as a contract employee. She acts like she doesn’t know me, but I see the photograph of a little girl on her desk. A little girl with my eyes. I won’t give Naima the satisfaction of knowing how much she hurt me until I find out the truth. Why did she ghost? How could she keep our daughter a secret? Yet, despite my rage, more than answers, I still want her. Her Forgotten Billionaire is an BWWM Second Chance Secret Baby (so Secret Baby even Naima doesn’t know who the dad is) billionaire interracial romance with humor, hotness, and a touch of danger to keep you turning those pages into the wee hours. No cheating, HEA guaranteed.