How To Resolve Carrying My Boss Ex Child Conflict?

On my wedding anniversary, I came home to rose petals and champagne. Instead of romance, I found my husband in bed with my sister—wearing the couture gown I designed for her runway debut. He called my designs "boring" and revealed the fashion house I built was actually funded by her secret investor money. The child we adopted? Her biological son with my husband, who she abandoned to chase Paris Fashion Week. I walked out in nothing but the lingerie prototype from my latest collection. In a snowstorm. Straight into an exclusive fashion week after-party where I met him: a mysterious man who mistook me for a model and offered me a drink that tasted like freedom. One night later, I owed him $100,000. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. And when I showed up to my job interview at the biggest fashion conglomerate in the industry, ready to prove my designs could save their failing luxury brand, the CEO sitting across from me was the same man from that night. He remembers me. He wants his money back. And he's offering me $5 million if I can take his brand from fashion week laughingstock to top five in three major shows. I took the bet. I just didn't tell him about the baby. Or that my ex-husband's textile company supplies the fabric for every major fashion house—including his.

Being assigned to become the personal guard of a mafia boss is already a difficult task. Becoming his guard and carrying his child at the same time? Near impossible. “The baby isn’t yours.” Luciano smirked, a deadly glint flashing in his eyes. “Oh, really?” he asked, one of his eyebrows raised. He walked closer to me, each of his steps resonating in the dark room. I couldn’t help but gulp at the sight of him. It has been three long years since I’ve last seen him, but why has he even gotten hotter than before? “I’m going to ask you once more,” he said, leaning closer to my face. I held my head up high, determined not to succumb to his charm. “Is she mine?” I shook my head. “Definitely not yours.” His jaw ticked, and he looked to the side before leaning his face even closer to mine, his hot breath hovering over my lips. I held in my breath and watched the alluring movement of his lips. “Then, which scoundrel does that child belong to?” I placed both of my hands on his chest and gently pushed him back. “Why? What are you going to do about it if you know?” He tilted his head to the side and smirked. “I’m going to kill that bastard.”

Maya had never imagined one day she would be babysitting her ex-fiance's son- the very fiance she had begged to call off their wedding on the eve of their big day. After few years Maya finally escapes her abusive marriage only to collide with Dante. Dante Martinez is a man of few words. He is ravishingly handsome and is a top businessman. He doesn't talk much, he only has one friend and prefers to live alone. People dub him a cold CEO because no one has seen him smiling, not even a crack. He had a baby through surrogacy after his first love- Maya Diaz left him on their wedding eve. However, things begin to take an interesting turn when she returns all of a sudden. She asks him to let her stay with him until she finds a place to stay. Little does she know Dante has always been in love with her. He offers her to babysit his son and she takes up the offer. The more she stays with him, the more she realizes he is more than his cold exterior. There is a beautiful heart throbbing underneath his icy facade. The attraction between them intensifies, leading to the inevitable question: How long can two people who are immensely attracted to each other can resist the pull?

Following a challenging period of rejection and divorce during her early marriage, Hazel faced numerous obstacles while taking care of her younger twin siblings, Daisy and Zayn. However, her determination led her to secure her dream job, prompting her to relocate to a different city in search of a fresh start and the potential for lasting love. Yet, her plans were swiftly overturned when she discovered that her new boss happened to be her ex-husband. The man who had callously rejected her with no explanation was unbelievably the one who offered her a position, fully aware of her identity from the start. Necessity compelled her to accept the job; for it was his financial support that she depended on for survival. Now, she found herself tangled in a complicated web - contending with his new girlfriend, a coworker who harbored affection for her, and a ruthless rival of her ex-husband who would stop at nothing to lure her away. Harnessing resilience and fortitude, could she navigate these challenges without completely losing her sanity?

My billionaire boss has no memory of our one-night stand. I have a two-year-old daughter who looks exactly like him. I came to Los Angeles for a fresh start—not to work for the man who unknowingly became the father of my child. Dante Salvatore is brilliant, ruthless, and frustratingly irresistible. He doesn’t remember me, and he can never find out about our daughter. I’ll keep my secret, do my job, and protect my heart from the only man capable of breaking it all over again. It should be simple. It isn’t. The more time we spend together, the harder he becomes to resist. Late nights at the office turn into lingering glances. Heated arguments become stolen kisses. Every time danger finds me, Dante is there, pulling me back from the edge. And every time he unknowingly risks everything to protect the little girl who’s really his daughter, I wonder how much longer I can keep the truth buried. But the past refuses to stay buried. As Dante’s lost memories begin to return, old enemies emerge from the shadows, determined to tear us apart before the truth can set us free. Now the secret I’ve fought so hard to protect may become the very thing that destroys us both. What happens when my billionaire boss discovers the little girl he’s been risking his life to protect… is his daughter?

He cheated on me! In return, I fucked his boss. Then I fled the city to start a new life. Six years later, I'm back with six babies, all born at a time. These six cuties wouldn't let me rest unless they see their father. I thought their father was just a boss of a small company where my ex husband use to work, I had no idea this man is Lachlan Williams, the CEO of the biggest company in the city, the very one I now work for. I was meticulously avoiding him until one fateful day, I found out the CEO had guests and this guests turned out to be my sextuplets. "Mommy, we found Daddy." My sextuplets had implicated me. "Dare to hide my kids away from me?" Lachlan Williams had resolutely asked. Later, when my ex husband appeared again, he kowtowed and held my foot, begging, "honey, I'm a fool for cheating on you. Forgive me, I want you back again." Lachlan Williams kicked him off ruthlessly, saying possessively, "dare to lay your filthy hands on my woman! Assistant Benjamin, make his family company go bankrupt!"