The Billionaire Alpha's Secret Baby
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eps brough
consciousness and sub consciousness, the sound of a distan
eeping from my forehead down to my eyes w
ry hit and blow I took started to hurt like hell. It felt as though, every inch of m
of my car, neither were they after my phone or
be or whose orders they were carrying
enough to consciousness till I can get help for myself and my drive
figure that approached me from the other side of the road didn't s
d, the unidentified figure that approache
she was carrying an object like a phone and was trying to make a call, so I instinc
'No ambulance' but it seemed like she didn't unders
into jerking back so impulsively, aggravating the sharp ache on my arms a
ter side, the act made her no
ling if I could hear or see her, then talked abo
laimed in
ldn't think about it now, nevertheless, I had to stop
ouldn't let her, no, I would never let her call an ambul
anyone in my entire life but I felt safe with someone whos
yed the
the wrenching pains crushing every part of my senses t
l. So I ignored the numbing sensation in my head and tried ma
ong-willed. I had no idea who she was, but it felt go
ho I was, and I would reall
hospital would be more dangerous for me and she
eally a lie
, but, they were going to attend to me faster than him when they re
while, she muttered something inaudible un
to manage, because, well... we hav
my fragile grip on consciousness. The last thing I sa
ot really a stranger with the way her lip
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he last thing I saw came fl
couldn't catch. The
about to drive me nuts before letting my ey
probabl
t was all a dream. But I knew it wasn't a dream or imagination of some sort, at
was talking about? I wondered with confusion a
ctually was. It was extremely tidied, for a small apartment, and smelled nice. A tall closet equally
emely observant whenever
e to her home? How on
to save mine. She might not un
ed my eyes tightly, praying to whomever w
d keep asking questions no
ds leaning into the fluffy bed, so soft that my bod
utt, tentatively testing my limbs to check if anywhere was broken, then rai
ine, however, I could still feel a severe discomfort at my ribs. The ached like hell. My head wasn't an exception. It
ers had a fie
open unexpectedly, jostling me
ory of the last time I heard the voice came flooding into my
into view. She stood in front of me, a pair of stunning china-blue
who came to my rescue. She was standing be
s. She was on a simple house wear- an extra-large round neck polo and shorts, but that didn't de
raising her voice a few decibels, dra
orporate, then it dawned on me that I wasn't supposed to be here. I wasn't
s poor and poor people could be unrepentantly greedy and I had no idea w
t safe in her presence. I couldn't explain it, I h
uch sentimental thoughts
previous questions, ran towards the door which led to another door without st
appearance. She stood up as though she wanted to stop me but I br
de the building. I was running on bare foot at this time of the day like a
ictures had they taken?
owed myself to admit, hailing a taxi coming from down the road. I rushed
g the urgency at whic
s fine and that no article of the
eathlessly to myself, wincing at the