The billionaire is my baby daddy

Jessica Harper stood in front of her modest mirror, adjusting the strap of her only formal dress. The black, knee-length dress was elegant, but simple. She hoped it would be enough for the prestigious art gala she was about to attend. This was a rare opportunity for her-a chance to mingle with the city's elite, network with influential patrons, and hopefully, find a buyer for her latest piece. As a struggling artist in New York City, she knew how crucial this night could be for her career.

The gallery was a dazzling spectacle of modern art and classical elegance. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, casting a warm glow over the room filled with art connoisseurs and the city's wealthy elite. Jessica felt a pang of anxiety as she stepped inside, but she took a deep breath and reminded herself why she was here. She navigated through the crowd, clutching her portfolio, her eyes scanning the room for potential buyers.

Lucas Stone, on the other hand, attended the gala out of a sense of duty. As a major benefactor of the arts, his presence was expected at such events. He was handsome, exuding a natural charm and confidence that drew people to him. But tonight, he felt particularly restless. The conversations were monotonous, and he longed for something-or someone-to catch his interest.

Their paths crossed by the buffet table. Jessica was reaching for a glass of wine when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. She turned around, finding herself face-to-face with Lucas. His piercing blue eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, the noise of the gala seemed to fade into the background.

"Hi, I'm Lucas," he introduced himself with a disarming smile.

"Jessica," she replied, trying to steady her nerves. "Nice to meet you."

"What brings you to the gala, Jessica?" he asked, genuinely curious.

"I'm an artist," she said, lifting her portfolio slightly. "Hoping to make some connections and maybe sell a piece or two."

Lucas's interest was piqued. "I'd love to see your work. Mind if I take a look?"

Jessica handed him her portfolio, her heart pounding as he flipped through her sketches and paintings. She watched his expression, looking for any hint of approval or critique. To her relief, his eyes lit up with genuine admiration.

"These are incredible," Lucas said, closing the portfolio and meeting her gaze. "You have real talent."

"Thank you," Jessica said, feeling a warm flush of pride. "That means a lot."

They spent the rest of the evening together, discussing art, their lives, and their dreams. Jessica found herself laughing and opening up to Lucas in a way she hadn't with anyone in a long time. He was easy to talk to, and despite his wealth and status, he made her feel comfortable and valued.

As the night wore on, the connection between them grew stronger. They ended up outside the gallery, walking through the city streets, talking and laughing as if they'd known each other for years. The chemistry between them was undeniable, and when Lucas suggested they grab a late-night coffee at a nearby café, Jessica readily agreed.

The café was quiet, a stark contrast to the glamorous gala. They sat in a corner booth, sharing stories and enjoying each other's company. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and Jessica felt a magnetic pull towards Lucas. When he finally walked her back to her apartment, the night air was filled with a sense of anticipation.

At her doorstep, there was a moment of silence. Jessica looked up at Lucas, her heart racing. He stepped closer, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face.

"I had a wonderful time tonight," he said softly.

"Me too," Jessica replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Their eyes met, and without another word, Lucas leaned in and kissed her. The kiss was soft at first, then deepened, filled with a passion that took them both by surprise. When they finally pulled away, they were both breathless.

"Would you like to come in?" Jessica asked, her voice trembling with excitement and nervousness.

Lucas nodded, and they stepped inside, the door closing behind them. The night unfolded with a mix of tender moments and fiery passion, leaving them both with memories that would linger long after the dawn.

As the first light of morning crept through the windows, Jessica watched Lucas sleep beside her, a mixture of emotions swirling within her. She knew their lives were worlds apart, but in that moment, none of it mattered. Little did she know, this unforgettable night would change her life in ways she could never have imagined.