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A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

WARNING [MATURE CONTENT] Ella clenched her chest and tried to scream but an invisible hand was placed over her mouth. The nurse brought out a sharp and pointy knife. "Let's carve out that dead baby, shall we?" She took off her veil only to reveal Chloe's face. "Chloe!" She said inaudibly as she thrashed and wrestled to save herself and her baby. "No!" "No!" ... After five years of hard work, commitment, and devotion to the fashion company she worked for, Twenty-four years old Ariella, 'Ella', was more angry than devastated when she didn't get promoted to creative director, a position she not only qualified for, but one she deserved. While she is trying to figure out her next move, Ariella finds herself entangled in a contract marriage arrangement with Leon Treshvier-- The very bossy, arrogant, and playboy billionaire CEO of a rival fashion company. Will Ariella be able to tame her playboy husband? Will she be able to keep up with the demands of their contract and achieve her sole purpose of creating a niche for herself in the fashion world? ---- Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my first and I promise a thrilling ride for all lovers of this genre. Please add to your collection list, drop a review and support the growth of the book with gifts, power stone and golden tickets. You can also check out my new books: FALLING FOR A VICIOUS MIND! ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA Thank you all. Book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to artist.

Tres_Aguila · Urban
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Allergy

"Oh, I shouldn't have taken too much of those delicious cakes." Ella threw up into the toilet as Denise stroked her back. Her eyes wear teary and itchy and it felt as though she was having a heartburn.

"Sorry, darling. I shouldn't have allowed you to eat too much either, knowing fully well that too much sugar isn't too healthy for pregnant women." Denise said. "Are you feeling any better now?"

Ella shook her head and winced before replying. "I'm feeling worse."

She was beginning to have a little difficulty in breathing. So she sat on the toilet floor and raise her face up to gulp in more air into her system. That was when Denise observe her watery and reddened eyes.

"I hope you're not having an allergy reaction to one of the flavours." Denise slowly began to panic. Do you think I should inform Doctor Julie?"

Ella bit down on her lips, clenched her chest and nodded her head in affirmation.