It was only a dare. My gut was telling me nothing good could come out of a one-night stand with a grumpy Alpha-male billionaire hottie, but I did it anyway.

I’m not one to back down on a dare that easily, especially after a couple of Long Island ice teas. I never thought I'd find myself in this situation, but here I am, pregnant with Daniel’s baby, the arrogant rich guy I slept with.

I know I should tell him about the baby, but I can't bring myself to do it. He's so closed off and harsh, I'm afraid he'll reject me and the baby. But as my belly expands, so do my feelings for him.

Now, when he looks at me with those cold, calculating eyes, I feel a warmth growing inside me. I know he's not the father I would have picked, but I also know there's more to him than meets the eye.

I don’t know if I have the courage to tell him the truth. Will he accept me and our child, or will he reject us both?

After that night, I thought I’d never lay eyes on him again. I never wanted to lay eyes on him again because of his arrogant ways. He’s so cocky and aloof. He’s the kind of character that you love to hate, but he’s growing on me, and I can’t stop thinking about him.

A few weeks after that wild night with Daniel, I found out that I was pregnant and didn’t know what to do. I don’t know if I want him to know and feel obligated to be a part of our lives. I‘m not sure if he can change his ways. Besides, life would be hard, but I’m perfectly capable of raising my baby alone.