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WEATHER FOR TWO: NINE MONTHS WITH THE DYING BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 2 We ran into each other

Word Count: 1291    |    Released on: 09/06/2026

omen around me were still unsettling, their faces expressionless. They looked pe

ng to my damp skin, and turned slightly, hopin

Henderson." I

d then turned her gaze forward, rigid and distant. It was

bt formed in

I was here. I needed the money. Soon I would be at the ho

f moment, trying to block out everything else, but a sudden jolt

groaned, my voice b

like sirens, echoing through my chest and stirring memories I want

r traveled from the front, close enough that I could hear it

. It's dangerous."one

e arrive at the airport late." the other replied

danger their lives

g tools." the other said slowly as though

d raced, connecting the dots to the warning

eded to know more. I turned to

this bus

ssed under my breath

this bus

ally, responde

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ped s

ther continent! I was

d at me v

're new. You'll get used to it. All our money g

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issed at

troublesome. Pee on the floor and

said, and let out a sound that would draw every eye. A horri

king everyone recoil. The girls gagged. The

d with the mes

rotten! Get her out!

ide a bush. The doors flung open. I leapt out, heart

na muttered, glanci

oods. Twigs snapped under our foot. The cold night air

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small phone f

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p it hidden

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escape without taking those girls along. Their f

ld work out perfectly and we would be able t

so long?" the

hisse

he bus. Few minutes later, I clutched my stomach

ted, letting the chaos

n to th

ying!" s

reacted instinctively, throwing sand in

rength and precision. As Mona and I tried to fight for fre

ff ahead. The bus hurtled toward it, red

tumbled down the cliff, rolling vi

ed and disfigured. I cried ou

and smoke filled the scene. Everyone was still, except Mona whose bo

amed, shakin

whispered, tears s

ault. No one's wa

metal. Smoke and fire thickened ar

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ve without y

d me towa

free from my hell. Thank you." She held m

later, the bus ex

ony. I stumbled onto the highway, barely able

me. A black Rolls Royce app

car and suddenly there was a huge impact. Before I knew

were the last words I whispere

ouldn't see the face well, all I knew was he wa

ied before dark

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WEATHER FOR TWO: NINE MONTHS WITH THE DYING BILLIONAIRE
WEATHER FOR TWO: NINE MONTHS WITH THE DYING BILLIONAIRE
“I never planned to sell my body, just my time. Poverty pushed me into that brothel, but I didn't know it was a deadly ring until they loaded us into a bus... and it crashed. Dozens died. I survived. Bleeding and terrified, I ran into the road and straight into the car of Raisem Hargrave, the youngest billionaire in the country, silently battling a deadly illness. He should've left me there. Instead, he took me into his cold, quiet world of wealth and secrets... and made me an offer no sane girl would accept. Carry his child. Give his grandmother an heir. Walk away after the birth. No strings. No emotions. No future. It was supposed to be a simple contract between a dying billionaire and a girl with nothing left, until the way he looked at me stopped feeling like business... and started feeling like danger.”