Chapter 1

Draco looked at the enormous office building in front of which he was standing, and then down to the stroller, and the baby that was inside of it.
"We're here, sweetheart," he said to the beautiful, dressed in pink baby. "Your father's office. Unfortunately he has meetings the entire afternoon, according to his secretary, and he can't see us. Shame isn't it? But we're going to see him anyway, if he likes it or not!"

With one eyebrow up he steered the stroller in the direction of the glass doors, hoping for more success than earlier that afternoon with the doors on the train. A stroller, Draco discovered, showed the same behavior as a shopping cart; both had wheels that had a life of their own. His excuse was that he had only been doing this a week.

It wasn't easy, but in the end he was at the other end without getting hurt, in the enormous cold hall. On the black granite floors the stroller behaved as it should. Without difficulty he pushed past the busy reception and some pieces of marble which pretended to be art, and arrived at a huge sign that was by the elevators.

Soon he saw that Potter & Associates was on the nineteenth and twentieth floor. What was curious, was that Potter & Associates didn't show what kind of company it was, just that the CEO was on the twentieth floor.

While it may have been a small shortcoming, he supposed it was a reflection of the owner's character. Harry Potter was so arrogant he assumed that everyone knew that his company was one of the most famous stock-brokers of London.
Also he was so arrogant to assume that his relationship with his former secretary would never be a burden for him again. But he was wrong about that!

Blaise may have been a softie, and a wimp when it came to man, Draco was anything but!

Blaise's daughter deserved only the best. And Draco would make sure that was exactly what she got. And if he didn't work with her voluntarily, he would force him to it. And he would make him pay for it. With a DNA-test you just couldn't deny you were a father anymore these days.

"Let him try, love," he said to the baby, while pushing the stroller into the elevator. "And if he tries, we'll skin him alive!"