What He Really Wants

e of the richest billionaires in the city after we parted

an in different circles for one. He had a circle of rich people friends and I had no circle to speak

ked passed me and shut the door quietly behind him leaving me alone with the last person I wanted to ever see. The room was quiet and I stayed put. Not a muscle moved. I stared at the man sitting on the table across from me. He had his hair in The ruffled he alwa

fall from grace?" He continued mockingly. That was him, Alexander Laurent. He knew where it hurt and never hesitates to strike you there. "Yeah. Given your less than perfect recommendation, I found myself here, but at least they trust and respect me.' I turned the chair aside and sit with my legs crossed. I wasn't going to let him intimidate

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m, I was glad that he never addressed me with that tone. Except today. I couldn't help the tears that spilled from my eyes as the securi

out of the building. I would have never believed that I could be the dramatic type. I guess I had it in me all the while." So

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"we are going to sign a prenup and an NDA." The nerve. I was fuming. "How does this benefit me in anyway, business proposal and all." "Becoming my wife of course." He rolled his eyes as though amused that I even asked. "Sweetheart, this isn't a proposal. You owe me it's time to pay up." "You have really lost it. You don't expect me to drop my life and family just because you asked. You are bat shit crazy if you believe you can make me." "Really love? Can I not?" He tone was menacing, daring. "I have a kid and I can't dump a marriage on him." I felt slightly guilty for using Peter as a weapon but with him, all bets were off. He paused and I was beginning to feel lik

head for most of the day but when I have put Peter to sleep and couldn't stop the thought as they assaulted me. With any luck

t him to take him away from me. I would protect this se

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