Father of my child.

Anastasia POV:

After dinner, I don't know where Ryan went. He left the table after he got a call and now I am looking for him like a maniac in this humongous place.

I climbed the stairs and went to the first floor. I could not help but get impressed by the beauty of this place again. However, I put the urge to admire his home on the side and looked for him.

There were many doors on the first floor. I contemplated what to do as I had no idea which one of those rooms was his.

With a thumping heart, I knocked on the first door on the right side and soon, it opened. I found him standing right in front of me. The scent of his expensive cologne wrapped me up and I lifted my eyelids to take in his astonishing looks. His hair was randomly falling on his forehead like he had been running his fingers in them while his dark eyes were deep and terrifying. He looked at me with confusion.

"What is it?" His eyes squinted.

"Uhm-" Now that I am here and I have to reveal the biggest secret of my l