Accidental Babies For Mr CEO

e life hung in the balance. Outside, the cold air did little to soothe the burning guilt that mingled with desperate hope. Every step she took felt weighted by the sacrifice she wa

tless pressure of her circumstances had carved a path t

conflicting thoughts: the shame of surrendering her body and the overwhelming need to save her mother. With trembling fingers, she dialed the number, her voice barely above a whisper when a calm, measured tone answered on the other end. The caller informed her that she was to

gant lingerie and form-fitting dresses. Hesitantly, she selected a daring red bodycon dress that promised to accentuate her curves. In a nearby boutique, she tried on delicate red lingerie, the silky fabric whispering promises of forbidden allure. Each item felt like a small surr

recognizable-a striking blend of vulnerability and seductive allure. Sliding into the red lingerie, she then donned the bodycon dress, which hugged every curve in a way that was both alluring and confining. Gold earrings caught the light as she fastened them, and a matching bracelet graced her wr

city's winding streets, Gina stared blankly out the window at the passing lights, her thoughts oscillating between the hope of saving her mother and the torment of the choice she had made. The rhythmic pulse of the city outside contrasted sharply

onist met her with a brief nod and, checking her phone, instructed her with curt efficiency. "I'm here for J," she said, he receptionist gave her directions to Room 307 on the eighth floor-a space that promised both luxury and the promise of a transaction that would change her fa

heart thundered as she hesitated a moment, steeling herself for what lay beyond. With a deep, resolute breath, she pressed the doorbell. The sound of the bell echoed softly before the door creaked open, revealing a scene that both chilled and excited her. Standing in the threshold was a man whose pres

, as Gina's heart raced and her mind surrendered to the embrac