Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Milka was Jupiter's only daughter, and Mars was her first love. They had been each other's "first everything"-first crush, first kiss, first heartbreak.

But after Milka's parents split, everything changed. Mars couldn't go home, stuck in the wrong part of town. Their only way to talk was over the phone, and those calls always seemed to end with arguments and hurt feelings. Finally, Milka just called it quits. Mars only said, "Fine. If that's what you want."

After the breakup, Milka moved overseas with her mom. Fate being what it is, the first day she was back, she ran into Mars-her ex-walking around with a baby in his arms.

After a little digging, she realized the kid was just his godson.

Milka crossed her arms. "So, if I'd gotten pregnant after that night, what would you have done?"

Mars nearly choked. "Pregnant? From one time?"

He pointed at her stomach, trying to sound casual but looking flustered. "If you really ended up pregnant, I'd marry you. Make it official.”

Milka sucked in a breath, annoyed. "I don't need you to 'give' me anything. I don't care about your official status."

Mars blurted out, "Even if you don't care, I'd still make it happen."

Milka eyed him. "That call earlier wasn't from your wife?"

"Hell no. That was my godson's dad calling."

Milka rolled her eyes. "Andre?"

She pressed on, "And your daughter? Who's her mom?"

her," Mars

raised her voice, "Mr.

impressive, considering you've been out of

cared about, and he felt a little relief. Before they parted, Mars asked

"Mm,” and

a faint smile on his lips. Then he got in his own car, dialed her number-the one he knew

Mars's familiar number flash on her screen. For some reason,

of them had

up and drove

way home, Mars called Andre. "Hey, Andre, where's the

Estates. He's

a pang-his godson, all by

Mars found Henry sitting quietly, with a

early and

darling wife not

day-then a seminar tonight. She's eating at school and heading straight to the library. I

Henry together, Mars started thinking about Milka again. He sidled up to Andre and whispered, "Hey, can I

eyed him, suspicious. “Go

lowered his voice. "Is it really possible for someone to