The Billionaire's Pregnant Mistress

Long curling blond hair reached to the center of her back, a back that looked much too familiar.

“I don’t know, but when I find him, he won’t be anything like you!”
“You think not?” Then he reached out and grabbed the lapels of his suit jacket again, yanking her to him. “I think this mythical man will be just like me because he will be me. No other man touches the mother of my child