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Billionaire's Baby Snake

My father is in an advanced state of leukemia and I've been taking care of him for the last four years. I dropped my entire CEO career, sold my company, and isolated myself with him to be there for him and his needs. I can't lose my dad.... However, all the money I had, which weren't pennies, are reaching red line, and my dad needs his treatment and surgery which cost a lot, and I have no other ways of paying but taking a job after four years of complete retirement from the working field on all sides. At 34, a curvy, former brilliant CEO in the public eyes and a rare and important person in the shadows under the name of Saint, I, Lacey Holtrey, need to get my ass back to work to save my dad. My best friend, Brenda, secures for me a job interview at one of the most reputable movie companies having as head a young billionaire and big mafia boss, Hunter Markle, with the looks of an Adonis and the built of a Greek God. Upon my interview there for the job position as the assistant/secretary of CEO Hunter Markle, things play another way, and from a normal job position, he requires a 24h assistant job from me right before I want to walk away from his office. The damn money I need for my dad take the best of my pride of not working under a younger than me and with not that innocent looks at me boss, so I accept it. But soon enough, my entire past from the shadows comes back like a hurricane.... “I’ve changed my mind, Miss Holtrey. The more I get to know you, the more value I find. Hence, the new salary. Plus, you will take a lot of work as I’m a busy man and lead an empire. You’ll see that the amount of work and time I will get from you, will equal the 100k.” It’s a Devil’s pact I’m signing here. And his name is Hunter. Suitable for the real him. He does air a hunter. Lacey? Dad…. You can protect yourself from harm.

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35 Chs

Chapter 35 - Where Are You, Baby?

Hunter’s POV:

My heart takes a decrease in monstrous beatings, happy she signed the contract and she’s my wife now.

The contracts are placed next to each other, one up and the other with the back, and the pen is on the one with the back, having her writing on it as it should be a blank page.

She’s left me a note on the back of the second copy.

I take it and read it.

‘I’ve signed the fucking contracts…. Don’t know why, as I’m confused over everything…. I barely know you. But don’t get confused, kid. It’s more for the sleeping on you part than for what you’re thinking, and don’t you fucking smirk.’

I’m smirking, yes. Ha-ha!

My baby snake has admitted she loves me by signing the marriage contract…. At least I have some good news, too, in all this fucking madness….

‘I said we’ve got a conflict of interests…. Anyways. Read carefully what’s next and stamp it to your psychopath mind.’