{EDITING IN PROGRESS} She left me when I was locked away, taking my heart and something else I didn't know about along with her.....I am out now and I plan to have her again. Whether she likes it or not... Story Cover done by: ojclarke **ATTENTION! A brief but serious disclaimer*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. This story also utilizes strong language and violence, so if you are of under age or sensitive to such things then continuing to read is strongly not advised by author. His Baby. Copyright © December 2015. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Author has also taken precautions in registering this work through the Unites States legal copyrighting services. So the author can and WILL legally pursue actions if found that any part of this story is duplicated in any sort of way!

After nearly 2 years of being out of college, Nina Johnson finally lands her dream job that requires her to move from Atlanta Georgia, to sunny Calabasas California. Everything was finally starting to look up for her, but she didn't know that danger now lived right across the hall. No one ever bothered the man in Apartment 155..except Nina. The closer she gets to him the more danger she's getting put into. But how well does Nina really know her life? Her family? Her friends? Has her entire life been a lie? Most importantly, what does is have to do with the man in Apartment 155?

'Hello my precious Paisley,' I greet maliciously. She looks startled and quickly averts her eyes to the ground. 'Oh sweetheart, are you seriously gonna eat that? Look at yourself. You're big enough,' I say, referring to her weight. Paise frowns at the ground before throwing her muffin into a nearby trashcan. I see a tear roll down her left cheek. 'Are you crying now? How adorable,' I say, taking a step closer. 'Those were compliments, I haven't even started yet, sweetheart.' Paise quickly wipes her eyes with the back of her black, chubby hand. 'Please. L-leave m-me alone,' she stutters. 'Please.' ____________________________________________ Can a bully and its victim find love? Read the ultimate story about how opposites do attract. "Hiatus"