{"id":253371,"date":"2026-07-13T02:46:08","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:46:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/baby-for-daddys-boss-scarlett-sweet\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:46:08","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:46:08","slug":"baby-for-daddys-boss-scarlett-sweet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/baby-for-daddys-boss-scarlett-sweet\/","title":{"rendered":"Baby For Daddys Boss – Scarlett Sweet"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cARGHHH!\u201d I screamed as orange juice splashed onto my chin and upper chest. The sticky juices streamed down, soaking my dress and dribbling uncomfortably between my breasts. I stared down at the mess, too stunned to move. Steve\u2019s mouth rounded in horror. \u201cI\u2019m so sorry, Emma!\u201d He swiveled his head around frantically as if someone would come to his rescue.<\/p>\n

Caleb reached into his pocket and pulled out a snowy white handkerchief. He gently dabbed at the orange liquid dripping off me, but it was no use. Some of it had dried into sticky patches on me. I shut my eyes, feeling utterly humiliated. Instead of looking seductive, I looked like a pitiful drowned kitten. Tears seeped from the corner of my eyes. Everything was ruined. My dress. My evening. My plans to seduce Caleb.<\/p>\n

A strong arm wrapped around my shoulders. \u201cIt\u2019s okay Emma. You can get cleaned up in my room.\u201d My eyes popped open in surprise. \u201cYour room?\u201d \u201cI figured the party would last until the early hours of the morning so I rented a hotel room for the night. Why don\u2019t we head upstairs and you can wash up?\u201d I sniffled back my tears. \u201cOkay.\u201d \u201cI\u2019m really sorry, Emma. Please send the cleaning bill to me,\u201d said Steve, his face tomato red. \u201cIt\u2019s okay.\u201d I had a feeling he regretted Caleb witnessing the accident more than the actual event, but I didn\u2019t say anything.<\/p>\n

I just wanted to get away from the clumsy oaf as quickly as possible. Caleb must have sensed my anxiousness. He nodded curtly at Steve and steered me through the crowd. We walked purposefully toward the exit and fortunately, nobody tried to intercept us and soon we were in the elevator. He put in a key card and pressed the button for the penthouse. I kept sneaking at him through my dark lashes as the elevator rose. Now that I was alone with him, I felt shy and nervous.<\/p>\n

\u201cThanks for helping me, Mr. Evans.\u201d He shot me a smile. \u201cThere\u2019s no need, Emma. And I think a young lady who is already nineteen years old can call me Caleb.\u201d<\/p>\n

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This work is for sale to ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. Please store this file where it cannot be accessed by minors. All sexually active characters herein are 18 years of age or older. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. Baby for Daddy\u2019s Boss Copyright \u00a9 2016 by Scarlett Sweet All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce, distribute, or transmit in any form or by any means.<\/p>\n

1kitap1.com\/en Table of Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Excerpt from Baby for My Best Friend\u2019s Father Excerpt from Baby for My Husband\u2019s Boss Other Works 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter 1 \u201cEmma, honey. Remember to be on your best behavior.\u201d My dad had a worried look on his face. \u201cDon\u2019t stress, Dad. I\u2019m not going to embarrass you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I almost rolled my eyes, but I didn\u2019t want to be accused of being childish. It had taken me days to convince him that I was mature enough to accompany him to his company\u2019s twentieth anniversary gala. Mom had an unexpected business trip out of town and he had already RSVP\u2019d for two people.<\/p>\n

He was going to go stag, but I had talked him into taking me. I just turned nineteen and was back from college for the summer. There was hardly anything happening in our sleepy little town and I was itching for some excitement. Since Dad\u2019s company was one of the most successful in the area, I knew the party would be amazing. Plus, in the festive atmosphere, I hoped the bartenders wouldn\u2019t check for ID. I wasn\u2019t a big drinker, but a cocktail or two would certainly improve the evening.<\/p>\n

But the real reason I wanted to go to the party so badly was because I wanted to see my dad\u2019s boss, Caleb Evans. Caleb\u2013 in real life, I always called him Mr. Evans, but in my mind, he was Caleb\u2013 founded the computer software firm when he was barely twenty-one. During his tenure as CEO, the company had thrived while his competitors had folded one after another. Everything he touched seemed to turn to gold. The only dark spot on his life was his failed marriage. He had divorced his wife a few years ago.<\/p>\n

The rumor was that she didn\u2019t want to have kids and Caleb badly wanted an heir. Personally, I thought she was crazy.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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