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Vanessa's POV

I stood up from my bed grudgingly and looked into the mirror as I took in my weird morning appearance. Face look swollen, hair all over the place and the worst part of it, I looked like someone who was going to faint any moment from then.

I hesitated a little bit when I heard the doorbell ring, I picked up a baseball bat behind the door.

I mean who picks up a bat before opening the door, well that's me.

My violent action is due to the fact that those nosy paparazzi won't try their very best to mind their business. After I've ended up getting myself into the biggest mistake of my life by accepting to be my boss date to his family dinner last week, I think the whole of America and the Arab are now after my life.

After I accepted to be his surrogate, we had gone to a private clinic, according to him, to get the procedure done.