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The Billionaire's Pet Bride

"I'll give you five million bucks if you can give me a child." The man's hoarse and sexy voice was like a devil's whisper. In order to get enough money to pay for her grandfather’s medical bill, Maisy Owen got into a strange man's bed. "Good girl." The man gently caressed her face like he was treating an obedient little pet. And then, he suddenly pressed her against the huge thing on his crotch. "If you dare to bite it, you won't get what you want." Choking, Maisy could not help but shed tears, but she still tried her best to play along because she had to get pregnant as soon as possible. However, Jay Hamilton was a very moody man, and he had no intention to let her get pregnant. She was played by him again and again but there was sign of her getting pregnant. She became so anxious that she had to go out of her way to seduce him, letting him take her to pound town regardless of time and place. After putting in an incredible effort, Maisy finally got pregnant with the devil's child. Knowing she was going to be free, she felt she was over the moon. In nine months, she would become the youngest, single, female millionaire. No one would ever know she was prisoned by a man and treated like a puppy. All those days of being pounded by him would go up in smoke. However, she underestimated the desire Jay had for her. After she had been pregnant for three months, he had his way with her again. "You're so thirsty!" The man caressed the swell of her belly and put a ring on her finger overbearingly. "Don't you ever try to run away. You're taken." "No, this is not what I want!" Maisy protested, but was penetrated more intensely. "So do you want this? No hurry, I'll give all of it to you."

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100 Chs

Mocked by the Assistant

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When Maisy woke up the next day, the space on the bed next to her was empty as usual.

She put her clothes on her sore body and tried to massage her waist to make herself feel better. It was already past breakfast time, and she was famished.

Her breakfast was still on the dining table. She heated it up with the microwave. With a loud ding, she opened the microwave door, and steam came out of it.

As she ate her hot meal. She couldn't help but smile at the thought that she would attend a party with Jay later that day.

Maisy had lived in the lower class for all her life and had no idea what the party of the higher class was like. She pictured that it would be very elegant, and people would cheer each other with glasses of wine or champagne. If she was there, she would be nothing more than a decoration for Jay.

Maisy bit her lips as she again realized that Jay and she were people from two different worlds.