Fake Daddy To Be: A Forbidden Romance

By Cassandra Dee

I thought it was only once.

We even used fake names.

But then I got pregnant.

Jolene: As part of a dare, I assumed a secret identity and snuck into a fancy formal-dress ball under the name “Trixie Dickson.” Okay, it’s a dumb moniker but it worked because a handsome billionaire swept me off my feet. I felt like Cinderella in my ballgown, except that this billionaire was no prince. The alpha male took me every which way, so thoroughly until I couldn’t breathe. Even more, I got pregnant that very night. Now what do I do?

Channing: Imagine my surprise when Little Miss Trixie Dickson (who chooses a name like that?) turns up on my doorstep the day after the ball. The sweet girl is curvy, sassy and utterly innocent with a mop in hand and her hair tucked into a kerchief. But I have a plan because Trixie Dickson isn’t just going to be my maid … she’s going to be my baby’s mommy!

Hey Readers – Stop the presses because Jolene and Channing are setting the pages on fire with a dose of steamy heat! Our sassy heroine sneaks into a fancy ball like Cinderella, but warning: this is no stiff, formal prince. Channing Saint is an alpha male who gets what he wants, and he won’t stop until the curvy girl is heavy with his baby. Read, relax, and enjoy! You’ll love the book, I promise. Xoxo, Cassie

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cassandra Dee Romance
• Release date: Jan 15, 2021

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Fake Daddy To Be

A Forbidden Romance

Cassandra Dee

Copyright © 2020 by Cassandra Dee

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To all the girls who felt like fakes but knew inside that they weren’t. This one’s for you!

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The Forbidden Fun Series

My Sister’s Husband

My Mom’s Husband

My Best Friend’s Dad

My Son’s Girlfriend

My Mom’s Fiancé

My Neighbor’s Husband

My Best Friend’s Husband

My Brother’s Teammates

My Fiancé’s Twin Brothers

The Neighbor Next Door

My Dad’s College Friends

My Bully’s Dad

My Sister’s Boyfriend

The Billionaire’s Pet

The Soldier Next Door

My Boss’s Father

The Frat Boys Next Door

My Dad’s Business Partner

My Boss’s Husband

My Bestie’s Dad

Pregnant By 2 Men

My Filthy Father In Law

Daddy In Waiting

My Stepmom’s Boyfriend

Unexpected Daddy

Fake Daddy To Be

The Falling Series

Falling for My Dad’s Best Friend

Falling for My Boyfriend’s Dad

Falling for My Son’s Best Friend

Falling for My Beautiful Ward

Falling for My Enemy

The Double Series

Double Dare

Double Exposure

Double Love

Double Desire

Double Trouble

Double Candy Canes

The Dirty Series

The Dirty Hotel King

My Friend’s Dirty Uncle

My Dirty Professor

The Dirty Headmaster

Sold to Him

His Filthy Game

The Dirty Set-Up

The Billionaires Club

Sold at the Auction

Serving Him

Buy Me

Virgin for Sale

Anonymous Encounters

The #BABYCRAZY Series

#BABYMACHINE

#BABYMAKER

#BABYFEVER

#BABYCRAZY

In Love with Menage

All the Best Men

Their Secret

It’s a Deal

Just One Night

Just One Night, Vol 1

Just One Night, Vol 2

Just One Night, Vol 3

Just One Night, Vol 4

The Manning Brothers

Just One More

Just One Inch

Just Two Much

Just The Tip

The Dial-A-Date Series

The President My Lover

Client No. 6

Bad Cop

Reverse Harem

Seven Brothers of Sin

Six Ways to Sin

Three Rockstars of Sin

Shared

Shared, Vol. 1

Shared, Vol. 2

Shared, Vol. 3

Shared, Vol. 4

The Claiming Her Series

Claiming Her In The Ring

Claiming Her In The Pool

Claiming Her At The Bar

Claiming Her As A Daddy

Claiming Her In the Forest

The Boss Series

My Boyfriend’s Boss

Pregnant by My Boss

Pregnant by the CEO

Pregnant by the Billionaire

The His Series

His Captive

His Woman

His Love

His Christmas Gift

Daddy Academy

Daddy Academy

Daddy Academy 2

Daddy Academy 3

Standalones

Don’t Fall For Me

Tie Me Up Daddy

Paying My Boyfriend’s Debt

Beg Me

Prison Fling

Cocky AF

Iron Soldier

Buck Me Cowboy

Small Town Secrets

The President and the Starlet

His Baby

Buying a Bride

The Billionaire’s Kitten

Closer

Loving the Babysitter

Daddy’s Rich Enemy

Daddy’s Pretty Baby

Contents

About This Book

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Epilogue

Sneak Peek: Unexpected Daddy

Sneak Peek: My Stepmom’s Boyfriend

About the Author

About This Book

I thought it was only once.

We even used fake names.

But then I got pregnant.

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Jolene: As part of a dare, I assumed a secret identity and snuck into a fancy formal-dress ball under the name Trixie Dickson. Okay, it’s a dumb moniker but it worked because a handsome billionaire swept me off my feet. I felt like Cinderella in my ballgown, except that this billionaire was no prince. The alpha male took me every which way, so thoroughly until I couldn’t breathe. Even more, I got pregnant that very night. Now what do I do?

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Channing: Imagine my surprise when Little Miss Trixie Dickson (who chooses a name like that?) turns up on my doorstep the day after the ball. The sweet girl is curvy, sassy and utterly innocent with a mop in hand and her hair tucked into a kerchief. But I have a plan because Trixie Dickson isn’t just going to be my maid … she’s going to be my baby’s mommy!

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Hey Readers – Stop the presses because Jolene and Channing are setting the pages on fire with a dose of steamy heat! Our sassy heroine sneaks into a fancy ball like Cinderella, but warning: this is no stiff, formal prince. Channing Saint is an alpha male who gets what he wants, and he won’t stop until the curvy girl is heavy with his baby. Read, relax, and enjoy! You’ll love the book, I promise. Xoxo, Cassie

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Jolene

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My dream is to be a plus-size model. I want to travel the world, work with famous photographers, and see my image splashed on magazines. I’d love to experience exotic locales while dabbling in local customs like Peruvian loom-weaving and Japanese fan dancing, while also savoring bowls of pho and bites of Brazilian steak. These are big dreams for a girl from Kansas, but anything is possible if you put your mind to it, right? So after high school, I left everything behind with nothing but the clothes on my back and a dream.

Now, two years later I live in NYC, the fashion capital of the world. Although I want to say moving here is the best decision I’ve ever made, the reality is … well, things turned out differently than I expected. I’ve had modeling gigs here and there—I even did a commercial for vacuums last year—but there are long dry spells in between. All I can show for my efforts so far are a meager savings account and a tiny, two-bedroom apartment in the Bronx that I share with my best friend.

But I wouldn’t trade my life for anything, even though it’s not exactly glamorous in our tiny walk-up with its laminate counters and peeling paint. My dream is still alive and well, after all – I just need to work hard and be patient. I know in my heart that New York is where I’m meant to be, and I’m destined for great things here. The problem is that I need to convince the rest of the world that Jolene Carson is the best plus-size model for their money.

I give my head a rueful shake. My hair is still damp from a shower and droplets fly out, splattering on the wall. Oops. Right now is not the time to think about dreams, though, because I need to focus on getting ready for the biggest party of my life. It’s called the Black and White Ball, and it’s hosted by Laurelin Saint, a pretty society type who always appears in the party pages of gossip magazines. Nonetheless, everybody who’s anybody is going to be there. As a result, it’s important to look my best and I have every beauty product that I own spread out on the countertop. The finest items from CoverGirl, Mac, and Colourpop clutter the space. Of course, I get most of my make-up free from my modeling gigs, but shhh! Don’t tell.

At that very moment, on the other side of the apartment comes a large sneeze. Ah-CHOO! Holy cow, was that my roommate? I hope Ava’s okay. She’s my partner in crime for the Black and White Ball. She better be feeling healthy because who am I going to go with if Ava gets sick?

But time is of the essence and I can’t be worrying about that now. With determination, I grab my brush, turn on the blow dryer, and attack my hair. If I let it air dry, it’ll get curly and frizzy and impossible to deal with, which means that I have to work quickly and efficiently. But I’ve been to this rodeo before, and by the time I’m done, my strands are sleek and relatively straight. I giggle at the image of myself in the mirror before gathering the strands up with a claw clip to let it rest before attacking the next part of my hair routine.

Then, a sneeze comes again from the other side of the apartment, loud through the paper-thin walls, and I frown. Oh shit. That does not sound good. With my hair in control, I go in search of my roommate. Ava’s in her room doing her makeup, and looking not her best, if I