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BILLIONAIRE'S LAME excuse.
This story delves into the real experiences of life, so as you embark on Erica's journey, keep in mind that it will include profound romantic language, and corresponding actions may unford. N.B no rape.

Excerpt;
  He stood up from his chair in his office and advanced towards me,not knowing what his intensions were.positioning himself just a couple of feet away. As he witnessed my perplexed look, he moved closer, I can't think,my feelings made with a jumble of uncertainty. Leaning in, he gently kissed me, leaving me in a state of surprise I flushed my eye lids continuously. With his warm breath brushing against my face, he softly whispered, "Erica, tell me what's going through your mind."
I swallowed hard. 

With a glimmer and curved lips he straightened his eyes with mine " that's right, write what you're feeling in your upcoming chapter."

BILLIONAIRE'S LAME excuse, follows the life of a young woman named Erica who starts working at the mansion of a billionaire. But her innocence leads to a romantic involvement with her boss, resulting in her being let go from her job.

With endurance Erica embarks on a challenging path to rebuild her life. Through hard work, determination,and with the help of her to be brother in law as a fortunate opportunity, in no time Erica climbed the ladder of success and eventually becomes a self-made billionaire. 

Erica decides to pursue a career as a writer and eventually reconnects with her former boss.

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This story highlights Erica's capacity to conquer obstacles, reshape her life's story, and discover fulfillment in both her personal and professional aspects.

Enjoy reading it.

Billionaire's LAME excuse

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I felt a flush creep up my cheeks at his words, a mixture of embarrassment and irritation coursing through me. "You're delusional if you think that," I shot back, but even as the words left my mouth, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that he might be right.

As we sat there, locked in our familiar dance of wit and resistance, I couldn't help but wonder where our relationship was headed. Whatever the future held, one thing was certain: Benjamin had a way of keeping me on my toes, and try as I might to resist, I found myself inexplicably drawn to him.

My hands trembled as I adjusted the straps of my dress, my gaze fixed on Benjamin's indifferent expression.

"Okay, you win. Can I dress up now?"

He turned to live quietly, this time with a nod.

Benjamin's nod felt like a dismissal, and as I dressed myself, I stepped outside.

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