Planned Baby

Flashing lights, loud music, and a large crowd. In the middle, you will see dancing bodies tangled together. You will also see people kissing and making out on the dance floor and on the tables.

A typical scene in a bar.

I usually come here for social events and gatherings. I have a mini bar in my penthouse, so I don't need to go here. 

But tonight is an exception. I am here with a mission.

I visited an OB to have myself checked. According to her, based on my period calendar, tonight is a high chance for me to get pregnant, and I don't want to miss it.

I have never had a boyfriend. I'm too focused on my career and had no time for love. Also, most guys are intimidated by my achievements.

I’m an orphan. My parents died when I was 20. They passed away on my graduation day. I had just graduated summa cum laude and was about to give my speech when I received a call from the hospital. My parents had been in an accident on their way to the ceremony and were dead on arrival.

At a very young age, I had to handle Cabello International Corporation, my parents' company. I'm an engineer and an architect. I love designing, but I also knew that I had to study engineering to be an effective leader. 

I think finding the right guy for me will never happen. All guys love their egos so much that they can't handle a woman like me.

Despite all my success and being listed among the top young entrepreneurs, I still feel empty.

I miss my family. I've been living alone for six years now, and I want a family of my own. But how?

I was in a bookstore buying books when I saw some novels. Most of the stories were about a girl who got pregnant because of a one-night stand. Then an idea popped into my head.

I will get pregnant through a one-night stand. That way, I will have a family. I don't need to look for a suitable partner, a child will do. And it seems like I will never find the right guy for me.

I visited my OB to ask when I have the highest chance of getting pregnant. She seemed a bit shocked by my question, but I just shrugged it off. I don't care what people think about my plan. According to my period calendar, today is my lucky day.

Now that I'm in this club, I need to find a guy who can get me pregnant. 

Several guys approached and flirted with me, but I immediately rejected them after a quick scan. They were cute but not my type.

An hour had passed, and I still hadn't found a guy who could help me fulfill my plan. I need to find someone soon! I'm not sure exactly what type of guy I'm looking for, but I want to trust my instincts.

Another hour went by, and I was getting impatient. Maybe I should dance?

I decided to head to the dance floor, hoping to find someone I could flirt with and who might become the father of my child.

I danced with some guys, but like the others I met earlier, they weren't my type.

'I am hopeless,' I said to myself.

I was about to give up when I felt someone touch my waist. He pulled me closer to him.

I hadn't seen his face, but I liked his smell. He kept caressing my waist as we danced.

I feel so hot! Maybe he's the one!

I need to turn around to see his face. I hope he looks good enough to be the father of my child.

Slowly, I turn to face him. My eyes widen when I see his face.

I smirk. He's the one! I need to get him tonight.

Handsome is an understatement for how good-looking he is. He clenched his jaw, casting a dark gaze at me.

He's so masculine and mature, with messy hair, deep brown eyes, thick eyebrows, a pointed nose, inviting lips, and a well-defined jawline.

I danced with him seductively, biting my lip, though I wanted to bite his lip more.

He pulled me closer to him. I placed my hands on his neck, pulling his face towards mine. Our lips were just inches away from each other. He groaned and kissed me passionately.

"Your place or mine?" He whispered.

I got you!

"Hotel," I answered.

I saw him smirk. He kissed me passionately before leading me out of the club.

He kissed me when we reached our hotel room, it was gentle yet filled with passion.

His lips trailed down to my neck, his hands starting to unzip my dress and unclasp my bra, giving him a full view of my body.

I've never felt ashamed of my body, l've always been confident in it. I know I have a good and sexy body, enough to give him a hard-on.

"Beautiful," he whispered, giving me another passionate kiss.

I moaned as I felt his hand on the peak of my breast, growing hotter with each touch.

He laid me down on the bed and began to undress.

"What's your name, baby?" he asked.

I smirked. "You don't need to know. This is just a one-night stand."

His jaw clenched and his brow furrowed. "If that's what you want."

Now he stood naked before me. I caught sight of his size. I swallowed hard.

It's too big! Will I survive this?!

"Scared?" he teased.

I raised my eyebrow. "O-of course not!"

I almost closed my eyes in embarrassment at my stuttering. Do I look scared? Oh no, he might run away!

I heard him chuckle. "Is this your first time?"

I felt nervous about his question. Would he stop if he knew it was my first time? I couldn't allow that!

"So what?" I replied coolly.

He looked shocked. I panicked. No! No! He can't back out now!

"Scared? No worries, I won't cling to you. You'll never see me after this," I assured him. 

Oh no, please don't back out.

He chuckled. "Who said I'm scared? It's my pleasure being your first, and I'll make it memorable." Then he winked.

I smiled sexily at him. Good.

"Are we just going to talk?" I asked.

He laughed. "Getting impatient, are we?"

I rolled my eyes in response.

I saw him getting something, and it was a condom!

"You don't need to put that. I'm safe. Plus, since it's my first time, I want to feel yours uncovered." Trying my best to sound sensual.

I hope it works.

He smirked. "If my baby says so."