Twins For The CEO
compulsory weekly visits he'd devoted for him,
ant demand that Asher have a son. The man was nothing but a pest,
any woman is worthy. I don't either." His father
een nothing but leeches to me,
ever thought they were alike. His father hated women, even his daughters, so much that the only reasonable jobs in his company were never gi
nd condescending towards his sisters and his mother. He constantly reminded them they were lucky to have him or they would ha
ters to amount to anything you could have tried to equip them with some skill and find them a
nd it when his father sp
oaty laughter was
ould even find you a woman who will get you a son. It is no longer news that my time left
ds that are more pressing than your obsession with a
lint in the o
ompartment, you'll see a draw
the best of him. He held the file up and re
aning of this!"
l, son. I assumed you could read. "
t kind of sick game is this? So just fuck me, huh?" Asher was furious. He looked ready t
u get me an heir, my
e knew his father was unreasonable,
ith a grandson? Don't you
ons for doing t
om with his father, the harder it would be to resist the urge to kick the m
ering why strangely, thoughts
*
ne's routine was simple: get up in the morning, make breakfast, take the boys to
e up with some fix, some sales trick that would b
ke instead and it hurt Anne more than she liked to admit. To remedy this, she to
much as being called a whore by Asher and not having heard from him in a long time. Often, she'd check her
he short while they'd known each other and the cycle had just repeated. However, she could not deny th
ncakes for breakfast, thoughts of Asher feeding her a cupcake flooded her mind. She unconsciously squeezed her legs t
f hand. Everything reminded her of him, bu
children, Damien rushed his food,
the food, Dann
"I do. I'm so happy you stay with us m
t!" Damien said wi
her heart get
d shame, but this was something he'd
romised herself to shut the bakery down entirely after that day. She t
d not only be difficult but painful as well, as this bakery had been her life's work. But she was d
before she would find something doing,
dible condiments, she heard the
ndering if maybe this was a sign she sho
ed at the door at the last perso
ankfully cleaned up that morning and sit down, waiting to be served. He looke
ry from his very presence alone. He stared up
like, sir?" She
ponded quietly a
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