Ruth's POV
My heart froze at the sight
Hatred and love flooded me
My mind dazzling from the view in front of me.
Alistair O'Connell
Held our baby.
It wasn't processed fully in my head
But all I wanted was that man dead.
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The Billionaire's Maid
Poetry~A love that'll never fade, though obstacles occur, for the billionaire's maid is quite obscure.~ Join Ruth in this romantic poetry, as she tries to make ends meet for her mother and climbs her way to take what's rightfully hers. Alistair. The man...
