Pregnant With The Cold CEO's Heir

hin an unremarkable skyscraper in Manhattan. In his most l

ght. But her tears were real. Tears streamed down her cheeks, ruining her expensiv

at him with pleading eyes. "Pleas

d to sneak into a white pill a few minutes earlier-and gently swirled it. Ice cubes

as almost curled up in a corner, gasping for breath. "Damon, I swear to Go

watch. He didn't even glance at the woman. His gaze fell

who was as burly as a refrigerator. "

ar appeared on her face, far deeper than her previ

ish. They dragged her out, her pleas echoing

"Oh my god, Daemon." 'Disappear

f and meticulously wiped his fingertips, as if he had touched something unclean. "What I me

be no more trash. Corbin nodd

uit. He had already forgotten this episode; it was just

till long! There's

tha

wed flatteringly. The crowd in the corridor parted for him, like a sea of red

e roadside in his Bentley. Dimon slipped into the

eared: a pair of large, clear eyes, filled with a mix of rebellion and vulnerability; A face flushed from dru

asure. That was a meaningles

oaked street in Queens, Chloe M

turning into a torrential downpour. The rain soaked through her thin jack

So she walked-or rather, limping, her injured ankle aching continuously. Every ste

oning in Los Angeles. Seventy-four dollars in my pocket isn't

to breathe. Raindrops mixed with silent tears streamed down her col

window at the city washed by rain, his worries in the club still lingering. The world outside the tinted car

r. Her body wobbled, and her legs could barely hold up. She staggered forward, des

rcing herself to move forward step by step. She didn't see t

down the curb and e

g headlights pierced through the rai

deer stared at by

owed by a terrifying screech