The Doctor’s Claim: A Billionaire Romance

I don't do sweet, small-town types—I'm a billionaire doctor, not a sap.

But this librarian's got a pull I can't shake, all nerves and quiet fire that's got no business messing with me.

I claimed her under the stars, thought I had her locked down—wrong.

My world's too loud, too rich, and she runs after one ugly night.

I don't chase, but here I am, banging on her door, telling her wealth doesn't mean shit without her.

Now she's carrying my kid, and I'm not asking—I'm taking.

She's mine, doubts and all, and I'll prove it 'til she believes.