A chance upgrade on a flight to London turns Elena Reyes’ life upside down when she ends up seated beside a stranger too captivating to ignore. He’s kind, calm, and magnetic—but completely off the grid. What she doesn’t know is that Zayden Wolfe is no ordinary passenger. He’s the reclusive CEO of a billion-dollar empire... and he just met the one girl who makes him want to risk everything.
A spilled drink, a pink heart-shaped band-aid, and a flight full of accidental touches lead to something neither of them expected: fate.

The stars were still above us, but she had drifted off to sleep in my arms — until the baby kicked.


She stirred, brow furrowed, and groaned softly. "Ow. Someone's doing karate in there."


I chuckled and placed my hand gently on her belly. "Hey, little one," I whispered. "Easy on your mom."


The baby kicked again — stronger this time.


Then my eyes widened. "Wait. Did you feel that?"


"Yeah," I whispered, eyes glued to her belly. "That was real."


My hand stayed there, stunned, moved, speechless. And then I leaned forward and whispered to her bump like it was sacred.


"Hi. It's your dad. I think you're a girl, just so you know."


"A little version of you," I said, smiling dreamily. "With messy brown curls, your wild temper, and your beautiful eyes. She'd be smart, fierce, and I'd have to chase the boys away with a shotgun."


She rolled to face me slightly, hand over mine on her belly. "Well, I want a boy."


She grinned. "A charming little troublemaker. Your dimples. My sarcasm. The kind who'll talk back at five and steal cookies at midnight."


I grinned. "Okay, that actually sounds like a gremlin."


I pretended to pout. "So what now? We're divided?"


"Clearly," she teased. "We're going to be that couple in the gender reveal—one with pink confetti, one with blue boxing gloves."


I laughed so hard I nearly woke the baby up again.


She smiled sleepily again and whispered, "What if it's twins?"


I froze. "Elena. Don't joke about things I'm emotionally unprepared for."


But her hand never left mine. And when she whispered, "Zay… I think you'd be the best girl-dad," it made my heart ache in the sweetest way.


I kissed her softly and whispered back, "And you'd raise the kind of boy who'd make this world better."


Later that night – Zayden's Journal Entry


> I want a girl. Not because I don't want a boy. But because I want another version of her. So I'll never forget what that smile looks like. What that fire feels like.


But whatever we have… boy, girl, even twins (God help me), I already love them more than life.


And Elena? She's the moon my world orbits.


Chapter 47 - Teams