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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

Are You My Father?

Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The air in the kitchen was steaming hot and fragrant, but atmosphere was quite awkward because of their confrontation.

"But Uncle Jay doesn't seem to be joking." Lucas looked at Jay blankly and asked for confirmation, "Uncle Jay, being someone's father is a very serious matter. You can't joke around."

Hearing her son's fearless words, Maisy felt a headache coming on. She was afraid that Jay would reveal the truth of their past in the next second or make some unrealistic promise with Lucas. She hurriedly handed an orange to Lucas and diverted his attention. "Can you help me peel it?"

The little guy was still holding Jay's hand. Seeing his mother was eager to ask him for help, he had no choice but to let go of Jay's warm big hand. He said helplessly like a little adult, "Alright, what a coquettish woman."