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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.

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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX

 CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIX

EDWARD'S POV

"Dad! You really know nothing about Dera, do you? Dera humble and respectful?" I shot out a sharp air through my nose, staring at him in amazement "Even Selena, her friend cannot praise her the way you've just done" I eyed my father subtly, didn't want him to view my scrutiny as an insult, even though my current state of mind was forcing me to make him notice my insultive eyeing. At least that would gladden my heart a bit.

"Have you forgotten that I'm a better judge of character than you are? Take a look at your late mom, wasn't she a perfect wife and mother? Wasn't she your best friend ever?" He twisted the fact to favor himself, trying to win me over with emotional talk.