A surrogate womb for the mobster

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ooked at me,

k you, is she

him, raising

better. I don't accept any other option. There was no room

ey spent two weeks in the same routine. My life was reduced to a back

ly for me, I was now the new CEO of Roxanne Meyers' import company. That allowed me to be

o Roxanne, leafing through a magazine without much interest, when suddenly I noticed her fingers moving. His chest fluttered in a d

from his throat, and without think

Roxanne has wok

followed by two nurses

me out," he ask

m harshly, ref

My urgency to be sure that Roxanne was oka

who worked for me. His gaze was firm, and though he di

at in the chairs in the hallway, biting my nails as anxiety consumed me. I wanted

control, a heart-wrenching scream pierced through the walls, freezing

e desperate, and before the plea I couldn't resist and I went out t

he matter

ted, it's normal after having

e, I'd better get her

ough I was only a stranger to her, I did not remove my presence. She was completely out of place

was not long, about forty minutes later, calmer... She opened her eyes slowly and shook her head a littl

r in a low tone, when she saw me, her face paled, and her

he kn

" What are yo

, can we

rowned, struggling to remember where it was familiar from. I knew it well: she was the woman I had seen

took her hand. I caressed her gently, trying to calm h

t worry... Bre

e, what are yo