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His Baby Mama (Be My Woman)

His Baby Mama (Be My Woman)

🎈B£ MY WÖMÃN🎈 (His•Baby•Mama...) _______________ PROLOGUE. DON'T COPY OR REPOST ‼️ By: Naomi Cindy B. ★ Rosy Klein did all she could to sponsor herself and her boyfriend through college. She has been dating Stefan since highschool, but immediately they started college, Stefan lost his parents and almost quit school, but Rosy took the responsibility. Stefan is a guy she loves so much, and she couldn't bear watching him drop out, though she's an orphan herself. Part time jobs and illegal gigs brought her the cash she earned, and with that, she was able to sponsor herself and Stefan, but on their graduation day... Stefan proposed to her best friend right in front of her, and her world crumbled. That same day, Roman Lawson planned proposal for his girlfriend, and he was hoping it'd be the best night of their lives. He has been dating Gwen for three years, and though she did nothing for him throughout, but to him, her love was enough. He payed for her mother's yearly surgery even when he's just a struggling youth. He even bought Gwen a car with his first salary, all for love. But on getting to the proposal venue, Gwen turned him down and ran out in tears after confessing that she's currently in love with someone else. Roman's world shattered. The pain of betrayal and heartbreak made him drive to the bar where he drank himself to stupor. There he met Rosy who also came to drink as a result of what Stefan did to her. Fate had it's way, and something huge happened between them that night... Huge enough to change everything about their existence. Who can't wait to find out what the huge something is and how huge it is? Are you ready to be on a rollercoaster of emotions? Join this sweet ride to see what life holds for this two and what future dramas will look like. Trust me, it's a book that'd keep you at the edge of your seat throughout... Don't miss out.
If the duke desires

If the duke desires

What happens when the spoiled and incredibly sexy future Duke of Angelford tricks an incredibly ambitious and wild African-American law student into dating him? HervĂŠ is convinced it's just what he needs to get his parents off his back about marrying and settling down, but Sadie is nowhere near as harmless as he thinks she is. If the Duke desires, Sparks start fires... ******************************************************************************************** She is going to be perfect for this! She's walked out of a class that isn't through! Told me I need indicators attached to my ears and doesn't even thank me for picking her papers up! Sadie! Her name is Sadie! 'What's wrong with how you look? I think it's fetching.' I announce as she starts to walk away. Eliciting no response from her I follow her, taking her elbow unconventionally 'I feel really bad about bumping into you like that. Maybe I should drop you in town. I have an appointment there too.' I announce as she stares at her elbow like she is about to do something eccentric like slap the wits out of me. I hold my turf though. It should be worth it! She looks from my hand clutching at her elbow to my face, her temper a tad doused by the dominance of my height I suppose, or maybe the irritating tanzanite of my eyes; I'm not sure which. 'What do you drive?' she inquires as if to gauge her response from my own 'a Bentley.' I announce. She smiles 'a car?' she pries 'a car.' I confirm 'I guess that's as good as anything.' She shrugs freeing her elbow 'is that disappointment or a recompense for my bumping into you so ungraciously?' I inquire lightly, finding it intriguing that she hadn't flinched at the sound of Bentley as most women had before 'are those the terms for having an opinion?' she replies handing me her files like I was Hughes! 'I'm Herve by the way.' I introduce myself 'Sadie.' She says with a smile
Fired By The Father Of My Child

Fired By The Father Of My Child

Six years ago, Breanna was shoved into a pitch-black hotel suite by her own uncle. She was forced to endure a brutal night with a drugged stranger just to keep her grandmother's ventilator running. Nine months later, she gave birth in a cold underground clinic. But her uncle immediately snatched the crying newborn from her trembling hands, coldly announcing the baby had died. For six years, Breanna lived in agonizing grief, working as a lowly hotel cleaner just to survive. But a cruel setup threw her directly into the path of Elliot Finch, the arrogant billionaire from that dark night. He did not recognize the woman whose life he had completely ruined. Instead, he looked at her like she was rotting garbage, had his guards drag her into a wet alley, and mercilessly got her fired. "If I ever see your face again, I will make sure you cannot get a job cleaning toilets." Breanna was suffocating from the injustice, stripped of her dignity and her family's only lifeline. Yet, when she instinctively protected a traumatized little boy from bullies, she discovered he was Elliot's son. The boy clung to her neck, crying and desperately begging his father to let her stay. But Elliot just threw a massive check at her chest, violently accusing her of brainwashing a sick child for a meal ticket. Looking at the toxic disgust in his eyes, something inside Breanna finally broke. She picked up the check, ripped the millions into tiny shreds, and let them rain down on his expensive shoes. "Keep your dirty money." She turned her back on the crying boy and the stunned billionaire, deciding she would no longer be their victim.