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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

I pulled back slightly and looked him in the eyes. "My love," I said clearly, letting the words hang in the air between us.

"Erica?" he repeated in astonishment. "Say it again."

"My love," I repeated, watching the emotions play across his face. His eyes softened, and I saw a depth of feeling that made my heart ache with tenderness.

In that moment, the world outside the car disappeared. The scent of his cologne mingled with the cool night air drifting through the window, and the warmth of our shared space wrapped around us like a cocoon. His hand, now gentle, cupped my face as he leaned in, his breath hot against my skin.

"I love hearing you say that," he whispered, his voice filled with raw emotion. "I love you, Erica."

The connection between us deepened, the tension and worries melting away as we embraced the tenderness and passion of the moment.

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