A forbidden crush. A fake marriage. And secrets that could blow it all apart. I knew falling for my best friend’s billionaire dad was a terrible idea. But I still walked into his office—heels high, curves on display, voice steady, heart pounding—and let it happen anyway. Dr. Elias Roman. World-renowned surgeon. Forty-seven. Six-foot-four. Broad-shouldered. Commanding without even trying. Ocean-blue eyes that see straight through you. Dark chestnut hair kissed with just enough salt and pepper to make women lose their minds. And completely off-limits. He doesn’t want complications. Or expectations. Or mess. And I am all of that. So I walked away. No goodbye. No warning. Now I’m back—with a secret I never planned for. Just in time to hear him tell a room full of investors… That he’s already married. Not to me. To someone else. And suddenly, I’m just a placeholder in a polished lie I never agreed to. The baby is the only thing keeping me grounded. The only truth I still believe in. But even that scares me. Because how the hell do I tell the man I might still love… that I’m carrying his child—when he just told the world he belongs to someone else? Oops. I married Dr. Daddy. Unless he already belongs to someone else.