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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 NINETY-FOUR

CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR

AUTHOR'S POV

Mary applied light makeup on her face, hoping it would help her find a favor where her words couldn't. She had prepared her red velvet gown with matching red court shoes for the persuading occasion because she needed to look as professional as she could to win the case at hand, which had waited long enough for her attention.

"Mummy! I'm ready" Michael sang out, startling Mary into the wrong make-up application. The black eyeliner design she had measured perfectly on her face had extended its long hands away from its normal end spot.

"Wait for me! I'll be down in a minute" she yelled back, erasing the mistake quickly and abandoning the eyeliner. She looked better without it anyway. Her small eyes didn't need any line to make them beautiful; it was only that she wished to have a catty look that she had earlier intended to use as a weapon to command respect among men.