Novels by Fatunwase Nathaniel

Chapter Five: Into the Lion’s DenLuna’s head spun as she stood in Dante’s grand office, trying to process his words. “Enemies?” she repeated, her voice faint. “What do you mean, your world isn’t safe?”Dante stepped closer, his gaze fixed on her. “I mean exactly what I said. I have rivals—dangerous ones—who would do anything to bring me down. If they find out about you and the baby, you become a target. I won’t let that happen.”Luna’s heart pounded in her chest. A target? This wasn’t the life she’d imagined for herself—or her child. “This… this is insane! I don’t belong in your world, Dante.”“You didn’t choose it,” he said firmly. “But now you’re in it. And whether you like it or not, I’ll protect you.”“By forcing me to live here?” Luna demanded, crossing her arms. “This isn’t protection, Dante—it’s control!”He tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable. “Call it whatever you want. But as long as you’re carrying my child, I will keep you safe.”Luna let out a frustrated breath

The sun hung low over the city skyline as Luna stepped out of Dante’s office building, her legs feeling unsteady. The meeting had gone far worse than she’d imagined. She had thought—hoped—he would at least listen, that maybe there was a shred of humanity beneath his cold exterior. But his demand for a paternity test, the way he dismissed her, still stung deeply.She pressed a hand to her belly protectively, whispering, “It’s going to be okay. I’ll figure this out.”The truth was, she didn’t know what came next. Dante Cross was more dangerous than she’d expected—something about his words haunted her. My world isn’t safe. What did that even mean?As she walked to the curb to flag a cab, Luna’s phone buzzed. It was Kira.“Hey,” Luna answered, forcing her voice to sound steady.“Spill!” Kira’s voice was full of curiosity. “Did you see him? What did he say?”Luna let out a shaky breath. “I told him, Kira. I told him about the baby.”“And?”“And he wants a paternity test.”“Ugh, men!” Kira groaned.

Three months later, Luna stood outside a gleaming high-rise building, staring up at its towering height. Her heart pounded in her chest, every nerve screaming for her to turn around.“What am I even doing here?” she muttered under her breath, gripping the strap of her worn-out handbag.The slip of paper in her hand—the address Kira had helped her find—felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. It had taken weeks of searching, late nights spent combing the internet and asking every shady contact Kira could dig up. But they’d finally found him: Dante Cross.Billionaire. Shadowy businessman. Owner of half the city’s properties.And the man who had unknowingly turned her life upside down.Luna felt her stomach churn. She had no idea what she was going to say. “Hey, remember me? The waitress you slept with one night? Surprise—you’re going to be a dad!”It sounded insane.But she had no choice. She couldn’t let pride or fear stop her. The baby growing inside her deserved to know the truth—and Dante d

Luna sat on the cold bathroom floor, staring at the small pregnancy test in her trembling hands. Her heart pounded in her chest, drowning out every other sound. The two pink lines glared back at her, undeniable and unrelenting. She was pregnant.“No… no, no,” she whispered to herself, tears welling in her eyes.She tossed the test onto the floor and buried her face in her hands, letting the sobs break free. This couldn’t be happening. It was supposed to be one night—a mistake she could forget, like a bad dream. But now, that one night had changed everything.Her phone buzzed beside her, pulling her from her thoughts. It was a text from Kira.Kira: Girl, you’ve been MIA for days. Are you okay?Luna stared at the screen for a long moment, debating whether to reply. Kira was her best friend—her only friend—but how could she explain this? How could she say, “Hey, I’m pregnant, and I don’t even know how to find the father because I don’t know his last name”?Kira’s follow-up text came before Lun

The blaring music of Club Eden pulsed through the walls, making the floor tremble with every bass drop. Luna clutched her drink tighter, her hands trembling slightly. She hadn’t been out in years—not since her mother passed away and life forced her to take up three jobs to survive. But tonight, her best friend Kira had dragged her out, saying she needed to let loose for once.“You’re not going to just sit there looking miserable, are you?” Kira teased, her red lips curling into a smile as she swayed to the music.Luna sighed, brushing a strand of her long black hair behind her ear. “I don’t know, Kira. This isn’t really my scene.”“Please.” Kira waved a dismissive hand. “You’re twenty-four, stunning, and single. You’ve spent the last two years either working or crying over your bills. Tonight is about you.”Luna smiled faintly and nodded. She did need a break. Maybe just this once.“Fine. One dance.”“That’s the spirit!” Kira cheered before disappearing into the crowd, already twirling with