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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

There was a profound emotional resonance to his presence, a deep understanding that we were on the brink of a life-altering moment. As the reality of imminent parenthood washed over us both, I could sense his emotional connection to the experience growing stronger with each passing moment, his anticipation mirroring my own as we prepared to welcome our child into the world for the very first time.

Upon our arrival at the hospital, the pressure intensified, a relentless force that seemed to radiate from my lower back to my abdomen, a visceral reminder of the impending arrival of our child. As we entered, a flurry of activity ensued, with nurses and a doctor rushing to our aid.

One of the nurses instructed, her tone urgent as she guided us towards the delivery room. "Only the father of the child should be present," she added firmly, prompting Muya to step back, his presence now relegated to the sidelines.

My Baby momma