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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

Your First Trimester Is Over

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

Jay had broken his promise to give her the freedom of going outside. Now, he restricted her activity range to within the boundaries of the mansion. She wasn't allowed to step foot outside of his premises anymore. Since he was stinking rich, the mansion's land area was more than enough for her to explore for weeks.

Even so, Maisy felt miserable and down, and the only thing she did was sit on the couch in the living room all day long. She couldn't believe how Jay had even hired some watchmen to prevent her from sneaking out. It was ridiculous and ironic. There was no difference between her and a prisoner in jail, was there?