It was taking her weeks to catch up with her work after coming back from vacation and that was over a month ago. With fashion, they always had to stay a few seasons ahead. She was preparing for the Spring collection and it was only November. While everyone in the Midwest was pulling out heavy coats and snow boots, she was thinking of cute tank tops and booty shorts.

And a few new lines. KStyle Fashion would roll out a swimwear and fitness line next Spring. So that was two new lines to design for on top of the women's and men's everyday wear. Good thing she had plenty of lead designers and assistants. She still was over the major designs and styles for the company. Icee still trusted her to make him money and she planned on not letting him down.

She also had her hand in the Ice Kingdom mall, but she could not put too much time into that. Though she was a partner, her percentage was small compared to Kitty at a fifty-one stake. She and Fayme had a total of thirty percent between the two. Icee held the rest. Between that little percent of the mall, and what she made as Head Designer of KStyle Fashions, she would be rich on her own.

She did not need a man.

She rubbed her stomach, still in disbelief a whole human was growing there. She did not need Primo Donatelli or his money.

Maybe.

While she enjoyed her few days with the hot stranger, he was still just that. A stranger. Now she was having his baby and she could not pick up the phone to tell him. What would he think? Poor little country bumpkin girl gets pregnant but the rich, hot, foreign playboy? Sure, he was up for that. A guy like him was not trying to help her raise a baby.

"But at least tell him," her conscious told her, but she kicked that thought out of her head.

There was no way of him ever finding her, actually knowing who she was.

Until he did.

She showed up at her apartment one day when standing by her door was none other than Primo himself. Her mouth flew open when she saw him, and she dropped her purse to the ground, spilling things everywhere.

"Did I shock you?"

"What the hell are you doing here?" She squatted to pick up her things scattered and rolling everywhere. He came over and helped her pick up things.

He chuckled, that sexy grin on his face she was sure, but she did not look up at him. "That was not the greeting I hoped for."

She quickly grabbed her prenatal vitamins before he noticed them, and stuck them in her bag. Standing, she looked him over. Still sexy as he was the first day, still dressed like a model, and still made her get moist thinking of the things he had done to her...over and over again.

"Primo, how did you find me? Better question, why did you find me and why the hell did you come?"

She was sure she left no trace of her at the hotel. Although, with his wealth and known status, he could pay the hotel concierge to give him all the information he needed. She had not scrubbed her vital information from the internet, which Kitty had done since marrying Icee, because she did not think she was someone random people would be bothered tracking. With TA on the loose, she should worry about that.

"After you left me with no goodbye, no reason, at first I just let it be...it was what it was, right."

And that sounded like the guy she knew he was from her research. A player. Find beautiful women all over the world and have fun with them, then toss them aside.

"Exactly!"

"But...I cannot stop thinking of you."

The way he stared at her and those sparkling gray eyes, she knew she would become weak from his sexual power. He still had a hold of her, making her feel all gushy inside. She remembered him inside of her and the way he made her feel...but no, she shook those thoughts from her head.

"You need to leave." She pushed past him and opened her door. It was a shame she insisted her security detail not

"No, I will not." He followed her inside, but she stopped him and held a hand out, pushing him in the chest. His strong, hard chest instantly made her let out a soft moan.

He grinned at her like he knew what his body was doing to her. "Krystle Kelly. I found out who you were. I like everything I saw."

"Well...I found out who you are, Primo Donatelli. Wasn't pretty."

"You mean all the women I have enjoyed?"

"Oh, so you're not even going to lie about it? What kind of woman do you think I am?" She moved away from him, trying to control her emotions for this man. Blame it on hormones, but not really. She felt like this the moment she laid eyes on him. It was beyond him being an attractive man. There was something about him she could not shake. He reminded her of someone, from her past, but she did not want to admit that.

"I happen to enjoy spending time with women. Many, and in all different shapes, sizes and colors," he said with confidence. Like it was nothing to sleep around.

"Well isn't that lovely!" She stormed away, to her bedroom, tossing her purse on the bed and slipping off her heels.

Why had he shown up at her place? If he knew who she was, why not show up at her job and keep things strictly business? In her private sanctum, she called home, she did not know if she could resist him with those sexy stares.

"Will you just listen to me?" He followed her into her room. "Are you even listening?" He grabbed her arm, but she pulled it away from him and smacked him across the face.

"Don't touch me unless I say you can touch me." He was lucky she didn't pull out her blade.

He grinned and rubbed his cheek. "Even with all that spice, you intrigue me, Krystle Kelly." He moved closer to her, she gave him a stank face and moved back a step.

"What do you want?"

"You."

Now she was going to play dumb and pretend she did not hear him say that. Not this sexy billionaire man flying across the world to come to see her and tell her he wanted her. No, that's not what was going down.

They had great sex. That was it. Mad, passionate sex that was the most incredible thing she had ever done. Being close to him again, she felt tingles all over her body and she wanted to do those things all over again.

"Primo..." She took a breath, because looking at him and those eyes, she may not have the strength to get him to leave. "That's nice and all you came here, to see me, without calling, texting, or hitting me up on social media. Very...creepy? Stalkerish...I don't know. But bruh...I mean, dude, we had a nice time in Italy, but it was just one of those things you do while on vacation."

"I mean...I was on vacation...you were...doing you, I guess...but that's not me. I don't do that, like ever. My sisters already think I'm crazy because..." She stopped herself. She hated when she babbled, she told too much.

"You mean your six sexy sisters, yes, I read all about them." He touched her faux fur KStyle jacket. "I like your work. You're really good. I mean...at designing...and of course, bedroom things."

Damn this man! He was good.

"I think you're fucking sexy Krystle, and I want to spend more time with you. It wasn't just sex...not for me, and I know it wasn't for you. So listen to what I am saying." He grabbed her up in his arms and roughly kissed her. "I want you, and I'm going to have you."

Why was she so weak? Why one kiss from this man and her clothing fell off and his face was planted between her thighs. Again, all night long, with a man that could slowly break her down.

Yet, she didn't tell him she carried his baby inside her.

A/N: What is Krystle's deal? Tell the man she is carrying his child. He's into her for sure.