Emma
Christopher
Heather
Micheal Anderson
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Christopher sat on his king-sized bed, watching the maid with the rim of his glass as she shivered before him. Her eyes puffed and hot from obvious tears. Chris rolled his eyes. He couldn't give a damn if she had been crying all day which in fact might not be the case. She might have other reasons for tearing up. Chris thought, trying to drift his guilty killing conscience away from her.
"How old are you again?" he placed back his drink on the nightstand, scooting forward to watch her more closely. He loves the way her breasts rapidly fall in obvious distress. Chris smiled to himself. Well, not that smug of a smile. But rather a devilish one.
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RomanceGet the Full Version of "HIS SECRET BABY" on Amazon the link is in my Bio. "I was pregnant, Chris." Chris's system shut down the instant the words were out of the maid's mouth. "What do you mean you were pregnant?" he cleared his dried throat, his...