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"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.

THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABY MAMA

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-FIVE

I fumed as my Dad relayed just what Dera had said earlier to me in a rude manner. He was so keen on forcing a relationship on me that I was beginning to harbor some form of hate towards him.

"She said you gave her a tough time," he said disappointedly. "How do you intend to get married if you keep on with this stupid act of yours?"

"Dad, I've told you this before, i do not have any interest to marrying Dera!" I shouted into the phone, just in case he had lost his hearing "I have a fiancee already, and I love her..."

"See you in my house. I'll be expecting to meet you and the fiancee I chose for you, in an hour's time. Do not keep me waiting," he ended the call after passing the message.

I hit my fist on my office's glass table in frustration.