Deimos groaned as his doorbell rang.

He wasn't expecting anyone or at least he didn't remember.

Maybe it was his mom, she had been pestering him about visiting her some time.

He opened his door smoothly and his eyes dropped to the floor. There in matching dirty black carriers with multiple stains on it were two identical baby boys with blonde curly hair just like his and green eyes with very noticeable blue specs in them, their lips were bright pink, their cheeks were flushed as if they were recently crying.

They looked to be about four months old.

He noticed a note attached to it.

'Hi. I'm sure you don't remember me but it's Madeline from that club.

This is Altair and Aldrin, your sons.

I know this is sudden but I can't take care of them anymore, they are your problem now. Thank you, bye

Xoxo Madeline'

He re—read the letter, hoping it was some sort of prank from his mother or best friend, Caleb.

He glanced at the babies and they stared at him wide—eyed.

"Shit" he cursed bringing the babies in.

That couldn't be his babies. Sure he had a lot of one night stands but he always used a condom.

His eyes widened and he remembered the first and last time he didn't use a condom. It was about last year.

She was beautiful with black hair and blue eyes but she was beauty with brains and an extremely sharp tongue. They were both highly intoxicated and he took her virginity.

He fished out his phone as his supposed sons stared at him in confusion, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips formed an adorable pout.

"Pick your damn phone Perez" he cursed.

"Perez" Caleb chuckled "what do you need, Perez?"

"Caleb I fucked up—like fucked up that I think I have two sons" he paced, running his hand through his black hair.

"Haha, funny" Caleb laughed sarcastically "you having two sons—scratch that, you having a child is highly impossible you are one of the most irresponsible people I have ever met"

"Look who is talking" Carmen snorted making Caleb roll his eyes "but I swear this isn't some stupid prank, I'll get some hair samples from the kids, they have a head full of curly hair— like me"

"Whatever you say, Perez" he snorted "now I have work to do and you do to it's eight in the morning— is Mr. Billionaire taking a break?"

"No, just got told off by mom" he rolled his eyes.

"Tell mom I love her, also she and dad and I had brownies yesterday, it's a shame you couldn't make an appearance" he feigned a whimper.

He and Caleb were siblings, twins actually.

"Fuck off" he cursed before ending the call.

"You two stay here" he narrowed his eyes at the two babies who looked around curiously.

He took a bath and slipped on a royal blue suit with a sea blue tie, black dress shoes on his feet.He ran his hand through his hair and rushed down.

He made himself toast and ate it quickly and stared at the twins. He picked them out of their dirty carrier's and made a mental note to tell his housekeeper, Katie, to throw them out.

They were in matching basic blue onesies with yellow stripes and black and white socks on their feet.

He chewed inside his cheek and decided to take them to work along with him.

He placed them in his car and cursed. He hoped they weren't his, he wasn't ready for fatherhood shit.

He drove smoothly and slowly to his workplace and tried to hide the babies in his coat,he didn't need the prying eyes of the public.

He let out a breath as he sat in his seat, placing the twins on the floor.

"Mr. Perez" his assistant, Carolyn smiled, pushing her pencil skirt down so that it got to her knees.

She was decent, hardly ever throwing herself at him.

"Hello Carolyn I need my usual coffee with three scoops of sugar," he smiled, typing on his computer.

"Anything else, sir?" She asked, her eyes on the unknown babies in his office.

Maybe they were his nephews or he was babysitting—

"Two baby carriers and a baby seat please" he grinned "and make it fast"

She nodded and walked out of the room, a sad smile on her face.

He sighed and glared at the twins who smiled at him, making his heart warm.

"I need to get that fucking DNA test to Caleb soon" he sighed.

***

"Are you fucking serious Caleb?" Deimos growled as he balanced the fussy twins on his hips.

It looked like they were getting used to him because they were babbling a lot.

"You heard me Deimos it'll take a week to get the DNA test back to you" Caleb sighed, tying his blonde hair in a man bun, matching Deimos' "look I am super busy I'm sorry but I can't help you with um little problem— at least they are cute"

He growled "I'm your fucking brother"

"Enough of your potty mouth dad" Caleb rolled his eyes making Deimos glare at him.

"I'm sorry" he rose his hands in defense "my patient is getting worse, her cancer is spreading faster and her husband wants to move her and I don't trust that fucker"

Deimos sighed "I get it, sorry for disturbing"

"It's no problem now please kindly leave your kids are drooling on my floor" he chuckled "love you"

"Fuck you" Deimos yelled as he walked away.

He placed the twins in their baby car and drove to his house.

He smiled once he noticed the boxes of baby wipes and other baby essentials on his marbled kitchen table.

"It's bath time I guess" he shrugged as he picked up a bath bomb, some soap, two onesies and a small comb.

He gave them a bubble bath and changed them into their onesies.

They were letting out little yawns once in a while and he knew it was bedtime.

He let out an exhausted yawn as he covered his nose.

"What the actual fuck" he scowl as a nasty smell radiated from the baby duo.

They rub their eyes tiredly as they begin to cry.

He sighed and managed to remove their nappies, throwing it somewhere for the housekeeper to clean up later on.

His problem was putting the new nappies on so he didn't.

He built a pillow wall to make sure the twins didn't roll off his bed and placed them at one side.

"This is your side don't fucking cross it"he warned them.

They stared at him, confused and he just rolled his eyes.

He took his bath and brushed his teeth, slipping on black joggers, leaving his bare chested, his abs on display.

He slipped into bed tiredly, barely covering himself with his black duvet.

The twins babbled and stared at him.

He closed his eyes softly, happy he was getting some sleep when a cry woke him up.

"What do you fucking want?" He growled, sleep deprived.

They just stared at him blankly and he glared at them, closing his eyes again when another cry woke him up again.

He groaned. This was going to be a long night.

***

Deimos rubbed his eyes as he slipped into his seat, sleep deprived.

His eyes were bloodshot.

"Carolyn" he yelled into the intercoms "I need two coffee's"

He heard a yes sir and not long she entered with a tray, two matching black cups on it.

She was in a red dress that hugged her body, showing off her small breast.

He grabbed the cups, murmuring a small thank you and downed one in a go.

"Sir you look tired" she unbuttoned his shirt and rubbed his chest.

She placed kisses on his chest and he moaned.

His eyes snapped to his — supposed — kids who were staring at him in confusion, toys in their hands and he pushed her away making her fall on her butt.

"Have some dignity woman" he seethed, making her face flush.

"Sorry sir" she apologised.

"You better be" he growled "I don't want this to happen ever again"

She nodded and hurriedly left the room, embarrassed.

"Maybe I need to get laid" he trailed off, rolling his eyes.

***

Deimos typed busily on his laptop, interrupted by his doorbell.

For a minute he was hesitant.

What if it was another baby?

But nevertheless he got up and answered the door.

"Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?" He asked, confused as his parents carried suitcases.

"You never visit us anymore" his mother grinned "so I decided to visit you"

"Mom" he whined and his father sent him a look.

"Aren't you going to let us in?" His father raised a eyebrow "your mother is probably tired"

"Whipped" Deimos mumbled but let them in.

His mother studied his house.

"Something is off," she concluded, making him raise an eyebrow.

He grabbed a bottle of water from his kitchen and his father followed him,about to say something when his mother's scream cut him off.

They both rushed to her.

"What's wrong flor?"

"What's wrong mom"

They asked at the same time.

Her eyes darted to the twins who were staring back at her.

"Is this why you were busy? Did you adopt these two? They are so cute and they oddly look like you—" she cut herself off by gasping "are you a father?"

He gulped.

"I'm not sure, these two just showed up at my door yesterday but I doubt they are mine— I'll give them up for adoption when the DNA test comes in a few days" he explained.

"But why?" His mother whined "they are so cute and they are obviously yours"

"That's what I'm worried about," he murmured.

She glared at him and picked them up, making them squirm.

"They are fussy" he rolled his eyes, making his mother squeal.

"They are definitely yours" she giggled "finally some grandchildren"

"Don't get attached mom" he rolled his eyes "they won't be here for long"

She narrowed her eyes at him "Don't bet on it and if you don't want them maybe we can adopt them— what do you say, Leo?"

He looked at his father who went wide eyed.

No more children, two was enough for him.

***

"How did you—" Deimos cut himself as his mother fed the twins easily.

They yawned as soon as she was done and she glared at him.

"Did you put them down for a nap?" She asked sternly.

"They need naps? For what? Playing all day?" He threw his hands in the air.

"Yes actually" she hissed.

He rolled his eyes and she handed him one of the babies.

"Burp him," she commanded.

He watched as she rubbed his back gently. It didn't take long for him to let out a small burp.

He did the same with the other and felt accomplished when the baby burped.

"So what are their names?" She asked slowly.

"I think Atlas and Adriano or something" he shrugged, placing the baby on the floor.

"You are such an as—" she cut herself off and growled "these might or might not be your kids, humble yourself and take care of them as if your life depends on it"

He shrugged "They aren't my kids"

"Oh you will be in for a surprise" she narrowed her eyes at him and he rolled his eyes.

***

It was currently Sunday morning and tomorrow Deimos would be receiving the DNA test.

"Baby" his mother's voice filled his ears as he typed on his laptop, getting ready for a meeting the next day.

"Yeah mom?" He asked as she entered her vision, the twins on her hips.

He rolled his eyes, she was too attached to them.

"I was thinking we should go to the park just a few blocks away, it has a kiddie pool, and toys" she suggested.

He groaned "I have work"

"It won't take long" she pleaded "plus you have been on that thing since who knows how long"

He groaned and turned off his laptop.

"Only for two hours," he mumbled.

"Yay" she squealed "I'm going to tell your father, hopefully he says yes too"

"Of course he will, he's crazy in love with you" he grunted.

"What was that?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Nothing mom" he lied as he slammed his laptop shut.

Finally they were out of the house and at the park.

His mom changed the twins into swimsuits and placed the twins into the pool.

They looked confused and stared around in high alert.

***

Deimos tickled the twins making them giggle and laugh.

He chuckled and knelt down, his knees in the soft bed.

He began making faces and they laughed even louder.

He wasn't going to lie when he said he had tons of fun with the twins at the park.

It was too soon to tell but it looked like the twins were introverted like him.

"Done giving them a bath?" His mom poked her head into his room.

He nodded.

"When are their cribs getting here?" She asked.

"They probably won't be mine so what is the point of wasting money on cribs when I won't use it again?" he repeated and she sighed, storming away.

The twins yawned and he sighed.

"Bedtime little rascals" he chuckled.

He kissed their cheeks and turned off the light, wrapping his arms around her little bodies.

***

"Lay it on me buddy" Deimos rubbed his hands together as she slid into the seat nearest to him, the two bouncy babies on his laps.

"See it for yourself" he snorted.

Deimos rolled his eyes and ripped the paper eagerly.

It had been fun but he wasn't fit to be a father plus he was too young.

"A 98 percent match" he read out loud, his smile falling off his face.

***
Hi. I hope you like this book. Please vote and comment and don't hate the mc just yet. He'll improve — I hope —