The Billionaire's Contract Heir

"Is that my son?" His voice wasn't loud, but it sliced through the busy office lobby like a blade, freezing me in place. I stepped in front of Noah, shielding him with my body. "No," I lied, my voice trembling. "He's not." But Alexander Kane, the billionaire CEO, didn't blink. He walked towards us, ignoring the gasps of his employees. "Don't lie to me. He has my eyes." Before I could protest, he grabbed my wrist—his grip firm and possessive—and dragged us into his office. The lock clicked shut. I was trapped. "You kidnapped us!" I yelled, clutching Noah. "You stole three years of my life!" he roared back, backing me against his desk. "You had my child and erased me from his life." "You were a one-night stand!" I snapped. "A stranger!" His jaw tightened, his gaze darkening dangerously. "I am his father. And you don't get to make decisions alone anymore." He leaned closer, his presence suffocating and intoxicating. "You're going to regret keeping him from me, Talia."