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THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABY MAMA

"Why can't you come back? My heart beats only for you. Your sight alone quenches my thirst and hunger. Come back to me and I'll accommodate both you and your daughter," he broke into a weak sob "Come back to me, lest I die," he breathed heavily, holding his chest as he voiced the words "Oh, Edward!" Her rehearsed self-control slipped from its firm stand "I want nothing more but to stand in your arms forever," she sighed, "But I'm no more the girl you used to love, I'm a Prostitute." Orphaned Roxanne, manages to land a job as a cleaner in a very prestigious company after four years of waiting helplessly. But this job comes with many tasking responsibilities that keep her forever on her toes. One of them being the fact that she has to keep herself from drowning in the grumpy CEO's lusty bed However, withholding herself from falling into lusty temptation isn't the only struggle she has to face, as she is doomed to find out that the secret of her birth family has been lying beneath her nose, that her moral self-control against lust has slipped out of place and given way to a seed that has zero chance of knowing a father and that there is a concentratedly dangerous killer who would not rest until she has been reduced to ashes.

Raphael_asuquo · Urban
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164 Chs

CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE

CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE

AUTHOR'S POV

 The growling of her stomach woke her up, hinting at breakfast time. She didn't understand how she could feel so hungry and nauseous at the same time when she had taken some self-prescribed meds that were sure to stop nausea and equally cure her hunger madness for three days straight. Again, she hadn't given much thought to her safety. All she wanted was for the disgusting feeling to fly away from her, and in its place a calm and collected picky-eating spirit. The picky-eating spirit was very necessary because she had begun to view everything as food. Even while watching TV, which she seldom did, she had almost swallowed the TV remote in a hungry abandon all in the bid to satiate the nagging worms in her belly which had managed, with little difficulty to chop her self-control into tiny invisible pieces.