Her Price, His Obsession (Erotic Billionaire/Dark Romance)

uth. You don't get the normal price. I didn't fuc

is your problem, not mine. It's either tha

w this was. But she was already at the edge, with

s pants, his eyes roaming over her with laz

me fuck your fat as

urling in her stomach at how low s

r bite off that useless little cock," she snapped. "A tool that can't

cheek and smirk

she'd heard them all. She held out her hand as the m

her finger with her to

napped. "There's only

" he said, smirking, "

the table and grabbed the man by the collar, her palms foldi

swung op

creamed. "What are you

spilled to the floor as she bolted for the door, running into the night

y routine in this

ow, at twenty-three, she was still at it...hell, she had lost count of how

her shabby apartment, if it could eve

sily, and walked in , sighing

An old bedsheet lay on the floor, serving as a bed. A single-burner stove sat crookedly in the corner and cheap grocery bags crowded

tched-up bedsheet, coun

rs total?" she groa

e, it should at least cover the tra

t in anticipatio

re... and I would even cut

mosquito bites and wrapped the thin b

morrow had t

**

across the city, where the wealthy

the press, cameras

r said. "The children loved the gifts. We

, practiced an

. "I, too, have a daughter, and I love her. H

roval spread th

mothers," he continued, voice warm, measured. "The

nanny stepped onto the st

it the room as Lucian accepted the child into his ar

e ended, guests dispersed

one, until the lights di

cian we

***

IGUEZ

admired did not ex

htening with exhaustion as the little one he consider

he mansion, each wail proceeded to get

his nose, his stare hard as it

ys had been. Yet somehow, this on

had given birth to her was long gone...a use

onfirmed as his. If she had not been his child, he would have disposed o

he child again,

sight!" he barked at the na

ying work' with a non disclosure contract would be, and

he needs her mother or at least carry her, since she i

at i should do, i am only letting it slide because the girl will cry to death

She scrambled to quiet the crying

s followed them wi

g, cutting thr

dy knowing the news wai

has signed over the company to us. Congra

k eyes staring into nothing as

y he wanted. Profit was all that mattered; eve

**

home , she was dressing for her first real jo

up a small mirror, she studied her reflection and smiled. Poverty might have been her constant companion

too snug for her curvy figure, but she had no money for new clothes. So she had to mana

slung it over her shoulder,

***

URUM RE

e restaurant, rolling her eyes as she wiped up th

muttered, shaking her head. "Rich

needs cleaning!" the

began wiping the stains from the tab

a very cute girl-while across from her sat a man w

on his own family. Rich people and neglect go hand in hand

er intently, biting his lip. With a deliberate motion,

sest cleaner, she quickly moved to his ta

or a night?"

she asked, genuinely n

repeated and slid his hand over her ass, and Bel

he saw the commotion. Every eye in

o touch me indecently,"

sorry, sir. She's new, and this will be her last time here. I assure you," he s

outh in disbelief.

. You're fired," the m

got the job, she already thought of how to

e don't fire me. What he did

!" the manager roared, hurling

t would be to break his jaw. Then she sighed. It wasn't worth being labeled

to fall, she turned and fled the restaura