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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

Dennis blinked. "Your wife? Why?"

"She's part of this," Benjamin said, his tone unreadable. "Not as a suspect—yet. But she knows something. And today… I'm going to make sure she tells me everything."

Dennis exhaled slowly. "Be careful, Stridha. Whatever this is—it's bigger than Bianca."

Benjamin gave a small, cold smile.

Now let me in on this one: why was your cousin Mercy involved in all this? And are you going to take matters into your own hands?

Dennis's question sliced through the thick air like a blade.

Benjamin didn't answer right away. He walked slowly to the bar cart, poured himself a glass of water—not whiskey, not today—and took a deliberate sip. Then he turned to face the chief, eyes heavy with old betrayal.

The work up call