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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 Thirty-one

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

DERA'S POV

I broke into a huge smile on learning about Roxanne's sack. Everything was working in my favor. Did she think she could insult me and go scot-free?

"Yes Sir she has always been a bully" I replied to Mr. Nathan's questions in bold elation

Hadn't Roxanne been bullying me with her perfect skin and beauty? Certainly, that would equally count as bullying.

"She has always been feeding on people's weaknesses" I added sweetly, eager to score a mark against Roxanne. Did she seriously believe that I would vouch for her? If she seriously thought so, then she had created a great hole inside her for disappointment. 

Why would I? When we barely knew each other. 

I searched Roxanne's face for any form of emotion, but there was none. It seemed she had finally learned the art of concealing emotions.