Passion Unleashed: Carrying The President's Child

st-the card was given to me. I didn't steal it. I'll come with you, but only because I want to

cked his hand, prompting the bodyguard to step forw

upon it, my boss will hear your explanation himself." Seba

eart uneasy and full of d

sight of the sprawling estate struck her silent, its grand architecture momentarily stunning her. T

ertain about stepping inside, when

r tone edged with arrogan

prestigious university. In this place, maids weren't just hired to cook and

elaborately designed. Even the ceiling of the

loor, several maids dressed in

are you doing? You don't need to

athroom, where even the mirror frames, fauce

us check your body. If you're hiding anything, it'll onl

r what? Do I seriously have to be bathed and searched just to see him?" Rosely

emperature, and a faint scent of luxuri

d, wondering just who

hyness, but the soothing warmth of the water, infused with the calming scent of oil, soon eased

a stolen bank card? And now, the rightful owner had come to make trouble for

the latest haute couture dress, applying a subtle touc

come here only to return the card-why

th me," a middle-aged butler said, his tone calm

ank card, the maids using the bath as a pretext to search her, and then fussing over her makeup and

a tall figure emerged, his silhouette cutting a sharp contrast against the light. His long legs, clad i

oselyn was able to see h

id, her voice fill