BILLIONAIRE'S LIES

models pranced down a catwalk, each of which was adorned in the latest brand line of designer bags from Sabrina Ultra. The comp

fumes for weeks. Twenty hours a day to oversee the launch of this new product. Her body protested-it's worse now

. "Not now," she muttered to herself, even as her fingers

rything w

a private suite backstage. Her assistant, Cassie hovered

to slow down," Cassie urged, p

e dizziness swirled again. "I'

ot back, her voice firm. "You coll

work, talking herself into believing that work always came first. Now, w

ery clean doctor's office, her neatly manicured nails nervously drumming against the armrest. The OB-GYNE

in front of her. "Your test results came throu

nd racing. "A cyst?

rs is growing is concerning. We have two options: one, you could consider getting pregnant, often an option that would help

is isn't what she had hope for, due to her condition at the age of 29 she had to decid

ttered. "Have to choose between hav

is a difficult choice but you need to t

y-Sabrina Ultra was her baby. But losing her ability to have children forever sent a wave of

ance to have a baby before it was too late. Each word replayed in her head like a bad nightmare stuck in slow motion, which she couldn't tur

t into the real world. The world outside is full of life-car horns blaring, people talking-b

to someone- s

claimed. Two firm hands gripped

all, athletic, and with dark hair, artfully tousled so he'd almost made it look untamed as if he hadn't bothered but still had a perfect look, standi

was Sabrina Auburn-for crying out loud-CEO of Sabrina Ultra-and known for her poise, her elegance, the way she dominate

valed the stars in heaven. This man could give any glacier a smile-ful

the first time in years, Sabrina Auburn was unable to speak. Always in control, always able to harness a crisis, nothing could have pr

d, hoping to get her bearings. "Just had some.

e. His expression softened. "I'm Dr. Benedi

an imaginary invisible tiara, hoping it would somehow make the situ

zines, and her luxury handbag brand, Sabrina Ultra, was a household name among the rich and fa

e pamphlet clutched in her hand. "Mind if I ask

s a man she'd just met. But there was something about Benedict Banks-his tranquili

ian cyst, and she needs to have a child, or else she will undergo a hysterectomy, not vertigo. She's so afraid to sh

understanding. "I understa

ined her composture.She was always the lady with a strategy, the one who understood

en thought about." She was unable to finish the sentence. Children. The thought of them had always bee

er chest, watching her closely. "Okay, I don't pretend to know what you

further. Maybe because it was such an unplanned moment for the two, or ma

of her honey-blonde hair back behind her ear. "I built my brand from the gro

asked gently. "Are y

ght side, you're in good hands. There are more than enough-vertigo treatments and therapy. You have options."Sabrina let out a deep sigh, thinking to herself that if only Benedict knew her real struggles. She needed to get pregnant within the year, and as sh

didn't plan out like a business meeting. She didn't want just any option. She wanted contr

id, trying to smile a little. "I should prob

g on her for just a second longer than n

but his words stayed with her