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2,195,193	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	De Amante por Contrato a Novia del Multimillonario	Después de ser traicionada por su novio, Mason, Chloe conoce a un hombre apuesto en un bar e intenta seducirlo. Justo antes de que las cosas avanzan, Chloe reconoce al hombre que besó: Ethan Foster, un famoso abogado de la ciudad, multimillonario y cuñado de su exnovio. Chloe huye del bar y recibe una llamada: su padre ha sido incriminado por Mason y puesto bajo custodia. Mason le dice a Chloe que nadie se atrevería a encargarse de este caso, excepto Ethan.	WATCH_MORE	https://fb.dramabox.com/db_land_page/30736.html?la	DramaBox-Movies and drama	https://www.facebook.com/61554338662625/	338,989	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	fb.dramabox.com	VIDEO		https://fb.dramabox.com/db_land_page/30736.html?language=es&timestamp=1728442433266&channelCode=DIESF1000465&bid=41000106353&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462917429_507401102137298_5392864275402259131_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7zeTHBLG39IQ7kNvgFoGX_R&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A7VKbWXTbwCGAN_WTVi74Uf&oh=00_AYBt07uI35kqQmyLTtBPDo9YN6G3EQMgBfJ0wRvQBvaZ_w&oe=67144E98	PERSON_PROFILE	DramaBox-Movies and drama	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,776	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195775}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	No more nerve pain in my feet...	Nights were the worst, every toss and turn a reminder of my excruciating nerve pain. But then, this quick little trick gave me my first full night's sleep in years. Then I stumbled across a video that helped change my life, 5 seconds later… I’m walking for miles a week, pain-free! After years of constant burning pains and pins and needles in my feet and my hands… My Doctor prescribed me pretty much every med out there and all they did was make me tired and drowsy! I was so fed up… Fed up of the tingling pain… Fed up of the expensive meds… Fed up of constantly feeling down! And that’s when my husband stumbled across a video he saw in his feed which revealed the root cause of nerve pain… And how the meds I was taking can actually make the burning and tingling worse… not to mention the terrible side effects?! I sat in shock as I watched the short video taking it all in… And then to my sheer delight, the video revealed a 5 second method which erased burning and tingling in just a few days… without any need for meds! So, I wasted no time in trying this 5-second method… Me and my husband went down to the local store and grabbed what we needed… Literally minutes after doing this method, I instantly noticed a difference… it was so weird… And for the first time in years, I managed to get a good nights sleep without waking up in pain! I carried on using the method for the next 7 days, and sure enough the burning and tingling reduced more and more until day 8 when I had no burning or tingling whatsoever… The first full day of no pain in as long as I can remember! And now 3 months on, I haven’t experienced any pains at all and I now tell everyone I know who suffers from the same about this 5-second method… In fact I’ve linked to the very same video I watched a few months back below… Tap now and prepare to be amazed!	LEARN_MORE	https://lp.myfantasticvibes.club/670b797e13744d9bc	Mildred J. Ingram	https://www.facebook.com/100092906029815/	10,176	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	myfantasticvibes.club	VIDEO		https://lp.myfantasticvibes.club/670b797e13744d9bc2e1dfd4?sub1={{ad.id}}&sub2={{adset.id}}&sub3={{campaign.id}}&sub4={{ad.name}}&sub5={{adset.name}}&sub6={{campaign.name}}&sub7={{placement}}&sub8={{site_source_name}}&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462777600_1041554550849121_5478808080353126044_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hdo9AueJmPoQ7kNvgG01BBh&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AZiSRdCbJg1ZyhIuySZk8be&oh=00_AYB6-VLzN-VIuLzscuIfampc6ecccgPtLOli5N_wGzGTVA&oe=67144275	PERSON_PROFILE	Mildred J. Ingram	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,890	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2194836}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	কোমর ব্যথা	কোমর ব্যথা নিয়ে কিছু কথা! ***** আমরা এখন যেসব ইন্সুরেন্স নিচ্ছি: 1.হেলথফার্স্ট (HEATHFIRST) 2. ফেডালিস (FIDELS CARE) 3. ইউনাইটেড হেলথকেয়ার (UNITED HEALTHCARE) 4. এম্পায়ার ব্লু ক্রস ব্লু শিল্ড (BLUE CROSS/BLUE SHIELD) NOT INTEGRA! 5. এল্ডারপ্লান (ELDERPLAN - NO MLTC) 6. 1199 7. সেন্টারলাইট (CENTERLIGHT) উপরের যেকোন একটি ইন্সুরেন্স থাকলে আপনি আমাদের ক্লিনিকে থেরাপি নিতে পারবেন। এপয়নমেন্ট কনফার্ম করতে আমাদের ফেন করুন: ৭১৮-৮৪৪-০০৯২। ধন্যবাদ। ঠিকানা এবং ইন্সুরেন্স সহ বিস্তারিত তথ্য জানতে কমেন্টের ঘর দেখুন	MESSAGE_PAGE		Active Healing Physical Therapy - একটিভ হিলিং ফিজিক্যাল থেরাপি	https://www.facebook.com/ActiveHealingPT/	27,754	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462907951_1716510539125325_1283120037730082811_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tx9QoRzHnKEQ7kNvgGC-XNs&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ar9ow8jAthc98rmfDVX4hky&oh=00_AYBrEn6nLe4Nx-cEtixEjMKIVV6bvlmRVSQC6EfhtqJVGg&oe=67146836	PERSON_PROFILE	Active Healing Physical Therapy - একটিভ হিলিং ফিজিক্যাল থেরাপি	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,845	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195842}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Fall for the Villain	My breath caught when he began to slowly trace the neckline of the dress with one, calloused finger. The material was so light that when he trailed that finger down, it was as thrilling as if he’d touched my skin. But then he took hold of my shoulders and turned me around so my back was to his warm chest and he leaned in, pressing right at my back, his breath fluttering on my ear as he trailed the tips of his fingers from my neck, to the point of my shoulders, then down my arms. “There is a lie among the males of your kind that pleasure is centered on… sacred places.” I shivered as the skin under his fingertips bloomed, the hair on my arms rising to meet his touch as he trailed them softly, slowly down my forearms. “Every square inch of your skin hides one thousand nerve endings. Each one a tiny seed of sensation. Did you know that?” His voice was rough, guttural. I shook my head and he chuckled and dropped his chin so his breath puffed, hot on my neck. Then he opened his mouth on the skin under my ear. My breath caught. Closing my eyes, I tipped my head back and aside to give him better access. A deep, approving rumble began in his chest, vibrating against my back. He rewarded me by lightly dragging those fingers back up my arm, so slowly that the goosebumps rushed ahead of his touch to sensitize the skin before he reached it. I shivered. “Do not be afraid, Jesse. I will paint you in pleasure,” he rasped, his touch trailing all the way up my arms, then to my shoulders, then down to trace the lines of my collarbones… and when I bit my lip, he took hold of my chin in one hand and turned my head, forcing me to meet his eyes. His stunning, sapphire eyes that glowed so chillingly cold it was like being doused in ice-water. “But do not deny me.” “I won’t,” I whispered. “I don’t want to.” He shuddered then, his eyes closing for a moment and his chin dropped so his lips brushed the top of my shoulder. “How you feed my power so acutely, I do not know. But it is… stunning, Jesse. If you can do this before we’ve completed the bond… I barely dare to hope how it will be once we have.” I tensed, then, knowing what that meant. And he felt it. With a low growl, he let his hands slide down, kissing the side of my neck again—softer, slowly, but his breath was getting faster, and I could feel the steel of him against my back. “Submit to me, Jesse, and I will show you a world you didn’t know existed.” His hands slid down and he began slowly furling up the skirt of my dress on both sides, concertinas of fabric gathering in his hands as the hem slowly climbed. My breath got faster too, goosebumps pebbling my back and raising the hair on my arms again. “I will,” I whispered. “I told you… protect me and I’ll give you everything you want.” He groaned like he’d been struck and leaned into me so I felt the heat of him from my calves to my neck. “Then it is time, Kitten. Now… prepare yourself,” he rasped. “We’re going to make you truly mine.” SLAVE TO THE WOLF KING by Aimee Lynn. Five books in one! Enjoy the entire #1 Bestselling saga (Radish, MyFavReads) on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited NOW	DOWNLOAD	https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DGX4W5BQ?maas=maas_adg	Author Aimee Lynn/Lane	https://www.facebook.com/61551483925825/	23	1969-12-31 18:00	Download	www.amazon.com	VIDEO		https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DGX4W5BQ?maas=maas_adg_35F5FA0B4C954F46E6F4EE43B50F86C7_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462620825_1088957519345412_7592554892865763653_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=HBry4ZfGRVMQ7kNvgH90JMX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ATkLehfFTcA3uXHid6ddidN&oh=00_AYDOtkA32awXHWPa6u8mPZbco8s48giKhbkV-J9Vu0CxFQ&oe=671460DF	PERSON_PROFILE	Author Aimee Lynn/Lane	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,194,982	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195852}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	$47 New Patient Offer! 🎉	👋 HEY GRAND JUNCTION AREA! Back Pain, Neck Pain & Headaches can REALLY take a toll on one's quality of life, BUT here's the good news: This month we're giving away 25 Vouchers for a $47 New Patient Offer! 🎉 That includes your: ✅ Complete Consultation ✅ Health History ✅ Nerve Assessment ✅ Muscle Assessment ✅ Spinal Exam ✅ Report Of Findings Just click "Book Now" below to get your voucher!	BOOK_TRAVEL	http://fb.me/	Ethos Chiropractic	https://www.facebook.com/ethoschiropractic/	252	1969-12-31 18:00	Book now	fb.me	VIDEO	Limited Time Offer.	http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462912911_3804887759766733_6580810730039887856_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yreLATa4knMQ7kNvgF--VGR&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A2Lwj08bHxFy5OSCpNbbi-1&oh=00_AYCWzNbqdRFbfkVbaCG7rflbQAPOBgeI7M06sKhHBD76pg&oe=671466E1	PERSON_PROFILE	Ethos Chiropractic	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,648	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195647}'	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	$60 Spinal Decompression Specialty Consultation, Exam & Motion Series X-Ray	Hey Johnson City and surrounding areas! 455+ 5 star online reviews! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ We're Integral Wellness Co and we're booking new patients this month to promote our office for a Spinal Decompression Specialty Consultation, Exam & Motion Series X-Ray for $60! What is Spinal Decompression? 🔹 Motorized traction that helps relieve back pain by gently stretching the spine... How can Spinal Decompression help? 🔹Back, neck pain or sciatica, weakness, or tingling that extends down the leg... 🔹Bulging, herniated disks or degenerative disk disease. 🔹Worn down spinal joints... 🔹Injured or diseased spinal nerve roots... Click 'Book now' below the video, fill out your info on our site, select the time and date that works best for you and someone from our team will call to confirm your request! ‼️ Due to federal guidelines, participants on Medicare and Medicaid replacement plans are not eligible for free or discounted offers ‼️	BOOK_TRAVEL	https://bestchironearyou.com/integralchiropracticd	Integral Chiropractic Co.	https://www.facebook.com/integral.tn/	2,342	1969-12-31 18:00	Book now	bestchironearyou.com	VIDEO	Offer Expires 10/31/24	https://bestchironearyou.com/integralchiropracticdecompressionoffer	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461533074_454552247596155_3225605135492212219_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VglGDAJbF3gQ7kNvgGlb5a2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Au-4WO94szy_LBO3MnLLVSu&oh=00_AYChjFhwY0xUYOfc0tcY9bVd5-ZAqWi09_UHJdftCPwRlw&oe=67143B78	PERSON_PROFILE	Integral Chiropractic Co.	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,609	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195579}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Rediscover Sound Clarity	Struggling To Hear Conversations, And Tired Of Asking People To Repeat Themselves? Whether your hearing loss is from aging, loud noises, or other causes, it can drastically impact your quality of life. It's crucial to address this now before it goes to a point of no return. The Novorito Hearing Aids use advanced technology to enhance sound clarity and eliminate background noise effectively. Making conversation clear even in the noisiest environments. You will instantly notice the difference, WITHOUT spending thousands of dollars. You're assured of results or your money back. ✅ Immediately Restore Your Hearing, Inexpensively ✅ Easy to Use ✅ Nearly Invisible, No one will notice ✅ Crystal clear audio or your money back ✅ Rechargeable - 20 Hours of battery life Get yours now risk-free -> https://offer.novorito.com/	LEARN_MORE	https://offer.novorito.com/	Novorito	https://www.facebook.com/61560378112031/	2,022	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	offer.novorito.com	VIDEO	★★★★★ 59,533+ Happy Customers!	https://offer.novorito.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462747367_1193066601794802_813873800719846086_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-CmqJzaVKGEQ7kNvgFDi4xy&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AsfGt17UNSncxoGcNRcKNui&oh=00_AYAWSYJIahAb3rF3UpJUVvyPjrU2q4SRLiCdMhksx_MEjQ&oe=67146717	PERSON_PROFILE	Novorito	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,773	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195852}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Schedule A Free Consultation Today!	Attention Immigrants! 🌍 We understand the hurdles 🚧 in securing your immigration status. 🎉 At Kuteyi Law Group we're offering a select number of FREE consultations for individuals seeking to obtain Permanent Residency through: ✅ Family Immigration ✅ VAWA ✅ Removal Proceedings Tolu Kuteyi and her dedicated team focus on getting you the results you deserve and keep you informed at every stage of your case. With over 10 years of experience, Kuteyi Law Group prides ourselves in having the experience, knowledge and compassion that you can trust. Seize this opportunity for a free, no-obligation consultation. It's a chance for us to learn about your unique situation and craft the most effective plan to assist you on your path. Don't delay—click the "Sign Up" button to claim your spot now!	SIGN_UP	http://fb.me/	Kuteyi Law Group, PLLC	https://www.facebook.com/KuteyiLaw/	164	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign up	fb.me	IMAGE		http://fb.me/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462885795_1700777587355297_5443520973731619944_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CVQC4NhlAGgQ7kNvgGO0dbu&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZiSRdCbJg1ZyhIuySZk8be&oh=00_AYCLVKd3WRi-_tQExvPqWae528tuSRGjcCGkYtTmCq6PZw&oe=67144D39	PERSON_PROFILE	Kuteyi Law Group, PLLC	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,818	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Read more	My husband was deeply in love with his first love. When I jokingly told him that I was pregnant, he told me seriously, "You can't have this child." I loved him but didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I gave birth to the child in a small town hospital, I received a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband has gone crazy looking for you." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchel’s phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe it’s time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raegan’s shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!"	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2,195,781	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	📚📚Title "Surrogate for Alpha Dom"🥰👉	“I’m sorry Ella.” My physician says gently. “I’m afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.” “What?” I murmur, not believing my ears. I’ve been trying to get pregnant for years. I’m only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. “In terms of fertility, you have very little time left.” She continues. “If you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.” “My next cycle?” I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyone’s ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and there’s not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door – neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who he’s with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes – they belong to my best friend, Kate. “Fuck, Ella is so stupid.” Mike laughs, “can you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?” Kate snorts, “she’s delusional. I don’t know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.” “If she wasn’t so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.” Mike scoffs. “Thankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.” “The morning after pill?” Kate asks, “how did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?” “I put it in her morning coffee.” Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly it’s clear why I’ve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. It’s even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day – there’s no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mike’s eyes go comically wide, “What are you doing home so early?” The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when he’s the one who’s been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, “Kate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.” Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe I’m an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. It’s a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I can’t believe I wasted so many years – my best years – on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I can’t afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. I’ve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isn’t an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, I’m not eager to trust anyone after Mike’s betrayal. I’m going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I don’t have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but that’s nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. “That little shit! I’ll kill him!” She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. “Ella, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.” “I know.” I sniffle. “And if this is going to be my only baby, I don’t want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.” “Don’t you worry about that.” Cora assures me, “We’ve got donations from actors, models, scientists – it’s only the creme de la creme here.” She glances at the door and lowers her voice. “You didn’t hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.” “Dominic Sinclair? I repeat, “the billionaire?” I’ve seen the man around town, but we don’t exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but he’s always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. “Oh my god!.” Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you that! I don’t know what I was thinking. Apparently he’s no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. I’ve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.” She frets, “But Ella you can’t tell anyone, you have to promise me.” “Of course!” I agree immediately. “I know how important confidentiality is here.” “Thank you,” Cora breathes. “Now, I’m going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once you’ve chosen we’ll get you knocked up before you can even blink.” It’s not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. “It’s all take care of now, Ella.” She promises, “You can come back in ten days to see if it worked.” Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only I’d known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me – but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Click to READ more 👉👉 Title: Surrogate for Alpha Dom	LEARN_MORE	https://page.tapon.com/h5-book-share-custom4.html?	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2,195,783	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	📚📚Title "Surrogate for Alpha Dom"🥰👉	“I’m sorry Ella.” My physician says gently. “I’m afraid you have very few viable eggs remaining. Frankly, I normally see these numbers in women ten or fifteen years your senior.” “What?” I murmur, not believing my ears. I’ve been trying to get pregnant for years. I’m only 30, I should have plenty of eggs left. “In terms of fertility, you have very little time left.” She continues. “If you want to conceive, you need to do so before your next cycle begins.” “My next cycle?” I repeat, my mouth hanging open in shock. I love kids more than anything, and though it might not be everyone’s ambition, I want nothing more than to be a mother. I have to get home and tell my boyfriend this news, and there’s not a moment to waste. I make it home in record time, bursting through the door and opening my mouth to call for Mike, but stopping dead in my tracks. As soon as I walk inside I see a pair of high heels and a handbag by the door – neither of which belong to me. I cock my ears towards the bedroom, and my stomach churns when I hear the unmistakable sound of moaning, accompanied by a steady thump thump thump, as the bed collides with the wall. Worse even than realizing that Mike is clearly in there with another woman, is realizing who he’s with. I know that handbag, and I know those shoes – they belong to my best friend, Kate. “Fuck, Ella is so stupid.” Mike laughs, “can you believe she actually expects me to have a baby with her?” Kate snorts, “she’s delusional. I don’t know how you put up with her for so long in the first place.” “If she wasn’t so beautiful I never would have given her the time of day.” Mike scoffs. “Thankfully daily doses of plan B kept her from ever conceiving.” “The morning after pill?” Kate asks, “how did you manage to give it to her without her realizing?” “I put it in her morning coffee.” Mike chortles, sounding far too proud of himself. My vision goes completely red as everything finally falls into place. Suddenly it’s clear why I’ve never been able to get pregnant, despite having unprotected sex multiple times a week for years. It’s even clear how I could have the eggs of a 45-year-old, if my despicable partner has been secretly feeding me emergency contraceptives every day – there’s no telling what other damage that might have done to my reproductive system. Before I can think better of it, I pull the smoke alarm on the wall, wanting to frighten and punish the pair in the bedroom so fiercely that I fear I might attack them when they emerge. Water immediately sprays down from the sprinkler system mounted to the ceiling as a shrill siren fills the air, and I hear Mike and Kate cry out in surprise. A few moments later they come rushing out of the bedroom, stopping in their tracks when they see me looming in the doorway. Mike’s eyes go comically wide, “What are you doing home so early?” The snake has the nerve to sound affronted that I surprised him, when he’s the one who’s been sneaking around behind my back for God knows how long. He seems to realize how suspicious it looks that he and Kate are standing there in their underwear and quickly adds, “Kate came to see me so we could plan a surprise for your birthday, but then we spilled coffee all over our clothes so we had to change.” Fire blazes in my veins, he must truly believe I’m an idiot if he expects me to buy such a feeble excuse. It’s a testament to their horrifically low opinion of me that they buy my act, and I vow to get my revenge one way or another. I can’t believe I wasted so many years – my best years – on this scumbag. And now he may have cost me my future too. As soon as the thought enters my head, I know I can’t afford to waste another moment on Mike, I have more important things to take care of. I make my excuses and rush across town for the second time that afternoon, running to the comforting arms of my surrogate sister, Cora. Not only did we grow up together in the orphanage, but she became an OBGYN and now works for the most exclusive sperm bank in the city. I’ve never gone to her before because I always imagined Mike and I would eventually conceive the natural way, but that clearly isn’t an option anymore. Even if I could find a man willing to have a baby with me in time, I’m not eager to trust anyone after Mike’s betrayal. I’m going to have to do this on my own, and I know Cora can help me. I don’t have much money, but I have enough savings to pay for the insemination, especially since I basically have one shot and one shot only. When I arrive, all my plans to lay out my situation for Cora clearly and concisely go out the window, because the moment I see my sister I fall to pieces. She hugs and kisses me until my tears subside, slowly extracting the story from me piece by piece. When she hears about Mike and Kate she swears up a storm, but that’s nothing compared to her reaction when I explain about my fertility. “That little shit! I’ll kill him!” She fumes, studying me with a worried expression. “Ella, if your doctor was right this means you only have one chance to conceive.” “I know.” I sniffle. “And if this is going to be my only baby, I don’t want to take any chances. I want the best donor we can find.” “Don’t you worry about that.” Cora assures me, “We’ve got donations from actors, models, scientists – it’s only the creme de la creme here.” She glances at the door and lowers her voice. “You didn’t hear it from me, but even Dominic Sinclair sent his samples here for testing.” “Dominic Sinclair? I repeat, “the billionaire?” I’ve seen the man around town, but we don’t exactly run in the same circles. He lives in the same neighborhood as my wealthy employer and often says hello to the children I nanny, but he’s always surrounded by bodyguards and is so intimidating I get goosebumps just thinking about him. “Oh my god!.” Cora slaps her hand over her mouth. “I wasn’t supposed to tell you that! I don’t know what I was thinking. Apparently he’s no stranger to fertility issues himself, and he trusted us to handle his swimmers over every other lab in the country. I’ve got his sperm in the other room at this very moment.” She frets, “But Ella you can’t tell anyone, you have to promise me.” “Of course!” I agree immediately. “I know how important confidentiality is here.” “Thank you,” Cora breathes. “Now, I’m going to give you a dossier of our clients so you can pick a donor, and once you’ve chosen we’ll get you knocked up before you can even blink.” It’s not an easy decision, but eventually I choose a handsome surgeon whose photo practically makes me swoon. Cora leaves the room only long enough to prepare the sample, and though she looks a bit flustered when she returns, she quickly and professionally completes the insemination, holding my hand when the procedure is finished. “It’s all take care of now, Ella.” She promises, “You can come back in ten days to see if it worked.” Ten days. I think dazedly. Ten days to decide my entire future. If only I’d known that by the time those ten days were up, my future would no longer belong to me – but to Dominic Sinclair himself. Chapter 2 - Be Fired Ella Six days to go. I think, staring at the date circled on my calendar. Six days until I find out if my dreams are finally going to come true… or if I have to figure out an entirely different plan for my life. I’ve thought about nothing else since Cora inseminated me last week, I’m so anxious to find out if I’m pregnant I haven’t even begun to process Mike’s betrayal. I’m trying to keep a level head, yet I can’t help but imagine my future with this new baby. Try as I might, I catch myself daydreaming about it constantly. I even find myself humming as I get ready for work in the morning. When I arrive at my employer’s estate in the most exclusive neighborhood in Moon Valley – which basically makes it the most exclusive neighborhood in the world, since Moon Valley is one of the most expensive cities on the planet – I’m immediately greeted by two little voices shouting my name in excitement. “Ella!” The next thing I know, 3-year-old Millie is hugging my legs while her older brother, Jake, wraps his arms around my middle. “Good morning love puddles!” I exclaim, returning their hugs. “Are you ready for the museum?” “Yeah!” They cheer, racing out the door without even stopping to put on coats. It takes a bit of wrangling to get them back inside and bundled up for the cold winter day, but before long we set out into the snow. Jake races ahead of Millie and I, impatient to get to the science museum and not seeming to notice that his sister’s tiny legs simply don’t move that fast. Chuckling, I lift Millie into my arms and settle her on my hip. “Goodness, you’re getting too big for this, munchkin.” “Nuh-uh,” Millie grins, “You’re justs too little.” She might have a point. At five foot one, I don’t exactly have the kind of build suited to heavy lifting. I’m in great shape, but I’ve never been particularly strong. “Smarty pants.” I tease, laughing with the little girl. When I look back towards Jake, I realize he’s stopped a few feet ahead of us. My heart skips a beat when I realize why. We’re in front of the Sinclair mansion, and its owner is currently standing in the middle of the sidewalk, his gaze searing me like a firebrand as I approach with Millie. Dominic Sinclair is just about the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, but he’s also one of the most terrifying. With dark hair and piercing green eyes, chiseled features and a body so muscular I could swoon, it doesn’t seem fair he gets to look so good and also be so rich. If I didn’t know better I might think it was his wealth or imposing height that makes him so intimidating, after all he’s at least six foot four, which means he towers over me and everyone else around him. However it’s neither of those things, there’s simply an indefinable quality about the man that I can’t put my finger on, one which screams danger. He gives off this energy that’s so raw and animalistic one forgets there’s anyone else in the room. Taking a steadying breath, I close the distance between us so Millie can say hello. When she greets him, Dominic drags his attention from me and offers her a smile so genuine that it tugs at my heartstrings. As I watch him talk to my two young charges, I remember what Cora told me about his infertility struggles. He clearly loves children, and I feel a wave of empathy for him. If anyone knows what it’s like to yearn for a family of their own, it’s me. Jake is currently showing Dominic his new toy airplane, pulling the matchbox model from his pocket and demonstrating how far it can fly. With a great heave, he sends the toy gliding through the air, only to land in the middle of the street. Before any of us can say a word, Jake races after it, right into the busy road. “Jake no, be careful!” I cry, watching him dart out into the path of an oncoming car but feeling frozen by my fear. Before I can contemplate putting Millie down to go after him, a blur of movement whirrs past my vision. I’ve never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Dominic became little more than a hazy outline of himself, chasing after Jake and pulling him out of the way just before the car slams into them. The vehicle’s tires are still screeching when Dominic sets Jake down beside me, his expression suddenly very stern. “That was very dangerous.” He scolds gently. “You should never go into the street without looking both ways first.” Jake hangs his head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want my plane to get runned over.” “You are a million times more important than a toy.” Dominic tells him firmly, “and you scared your nanny half to death.” “I’m sorry, Ella.” Jake sniffles, looking up at me with wide eyes. “I know sweetheart, just don’t ever do that again.” I breathe, cuddling him against my side. “Thank you so much.” I say to Dominic, feeling more grateful than I can express. “I have no idea how you moved so fast! It was like something out of a superhero film.” “Must have been the adrenaline.” Dominic shrugs, giving Millie another smile before taking his leave. “Enjoy the rest of your day, and stay out of the road young man!” “Yes sir!” Jake calls after him, pocketing his airplane. “I really am sorry.” He adds to me. “It’s forgotten.” I tell him softly, though I take his hand so that he can’t run off again. “It all happened so fast.” I tell Cora later that night. “I mean the more I think about it, the more amazing it seems. One moment he was there, and the next he was gone. It was like magic.” “Thank goodness Jake is alright.” She replies, but rather than looking relieved, her face is twisted into a deep grimace. Studying my sister’s expression, I realize her grim demeanor is not just about Jake’s near miss. Something else is wrong, and I actually feel guilty for not noticing sooner. “Is everything okay?” Cora frowns, “Not really. But you’ve got so much going on right now, it’s not important.” “Cora, don’t be ridiculous.” I admonish. “What’s going on?” “Well, speaking of Dominic Sinclair,” She begins cryptically, “you know that sperm he sent to us for testing?” “Yeah,” I confirm, wondering where on earth this was going. “It’s gone missing… and I’m the last person who saw it, not to mention it was in my custody.” She explains, her voice becoming thick with emotion. “Ella, I think… I think I’m going to be fired. And if there’s an investigation I could lose my medical license.” “What?” I exclaim. “What do you mean it’s missing? A vial of sperm can’t just get up and walk away.” “I know, I think someone had to steal it, but there’s no way of knowing who’s responsible. And it looks like I’m going to have to take the blame.” She shares, her eyes shining with tears. “Cora, I can’t believe you didn’t tell me this sooner!” I lament, “They can’t fire you, it isn’t fair.” “You don’t understand, Dominic is one of our biggest donors.” Cora explains. “And he’s furious, he basically wants my head on a platter.” A week ago I might have believed there was no hope for Cora, but seeing how kind and understanding Dominic was with the kids today makes me wonder if he could really be so heartless. Surely if he understood that Cora would never be so irresponsible he’d show some leniency? I have to try and help her, I would do anything for my sister – even begging a ruthless billionaire for mercy. Chapter 3 - Request Ella Three days to go. I repeat these words to myself as I walk down the street, still preoccupied with my possible pregnancy, even as I prepare to go to bat for my sister. In some ways it's a coping mechanism: I’m about to beg Dominic Sinclair to save Cora’s job, and I need a comforting thought to help me get through this. His bodyguards see me first, and I can see their mouths moving as they watch me move closer, no doubt notifying him of my presence. Approaching nervously behind Dominic, I wonder for the hundredth time if this is a mistake. Who am I to ask a favor from one of the most powerful men on the planet? Shaking myself, I tell the little voice in the back of my mind to shut up – this is for Cora. I might not be brave for myself, but I can be brave for her. “Mr. Sinclair?” I ask hesitantly, feeling my heart pound violently against my ribcage. He turns around and gazes imperiously down at me. “Yes?” “I’m Ella Reina, I nanny for Jake and Millie Graves.” I begin, gnawing on my lower lip. His dark eyes catch on my mouth, and suddenly I feel like a frightened rabbit in front of a hungry wolf. “I know who you are, Ella.” The sound of my name on his lips sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks the familiar syllables with so much purpose, as if they truly mean something to him. “Oh… well, I don’t mean to be impertinent, but I’m friends with Dr Cora Daniels…”As soon as I say her name, his expression closes off, and some unidentified emotion flashes in his eyes. “She told me she’s in trouble at work, and I know you’re one of the bank’s donors.” I improvise. “I don’t know what Cora is being accused of, but I’m sure she’s innocent. She takes her job incredibly seriously, and she would never do anything to risk her career.” “And what do you expect me to do about it?” Dominic asks ominously. I can tell he doesn’t believe my weak story, his body language has changed completely, and I can feel his rising anger vibrating in the air around us. “I just thought… I hoped that if you had any sway there, you might be able to put in a good word for her.” I finish, feeling color flood my cheeks. I’m both ashamed of myself for such a feeble attempt, but unsure how else to handle such a delicate topic. The last thing I want is to get Cora in even more trouble than before. Dominic’s jaw ticks as he watches me, and the voice in the back of my head urges me to run for it. “From what I’ve heard, your friend made a very serious mistake, and the consequences have been more than appropriate. The best thing she can do now is take responsibility for her mistakes, not sending you to do her dirty work for her.” “I – she didn’t, she doesn’t even know I’m here! I swear.” I plead. “I’ve said all I’m going to say on this matter.” Dominic declares, turning away from me and striding into his house. The door slams shut behind him, and I’m left with his various bodyguards. “You need to leave now, miss.” One of the men announces sharply. “I can’t.” I moan, “he has to understand, she’s going to lose everything!” “We’re not going to ask you again.” A second guard growls, a clear threat in his words. “Please, she’s innocent.” I beg, “you have to –” before I can say anything more, the men grab me by the arms and begin trying to lead me off the property. Feeling truly desperate, I dig in my heels, deciding that my dignity is worth Cora’s entire future. “I’m begging you, if I could just talk to Mr. Sinclair.” “You’ve already talked to him.” The first guard grumbles, “and frankly you’re lucky he was as generous to you as he was. Your friend clearly told you things she shouldn’t.” The next thing I know, they’ve thrown me off the property and onto the sidewalk so forcefully that I lose my balance, tumbling to the ground as tears spark in my eyes. The iron gates slam shut behind me, and I have no choice but to slink off before I can embarrass myself further. Of course, this was only the beginning of my misfortune. When I arrived at work the next day, I found that my keys no longer fit the locks on the front door. I knocked, overwhelmed with confusion, and a few minutes later the door swung open to reveal Jake and Millie’s furious mother. “My keys aren’t working.” I tell her, wondering why she’s glaring at me so fiercely. “They’re not meant to.” She answers coldly, “as of yesterday afternoon, your services were no longer required.” “I… you’re firing me?” I squeak, not believing my ears. “Why?” “We got a call from the neighbors.” She explains haughtily, “apparently you let Jake run into the road the other day where he was almost hit by a car! And then yesterday you were seen making a fool of yourself at Dominic Sinclair’s home – they said his bodyguards had to drag you off the grounds like a common criminal.” “That isn’t fair, that isn’t what happened!” I plead. “Jake through his toy into the road and ran after it, I didn’t let it happen, and what happened with Mr. Sinclair was a misunderstanding.” “I don’t want to hear it.” She hisses. “Now leave before I call the police.” “Please, can’t I at least say goodbye to the kids?” I request, praying she’ll grant me this one kindness. “I’m dialing.” She tells me simply, pulling her cell phone from her pocket. “No!” I raise my palms in supplication, “It’s okay, I’ll go.” For the second time this week, I find myself shamefully retreating through this opulent neighborhood with tears streaming down my face. What hurts even worse than losing my job is the fact I didn't get to explain the situation to Jake and Millie, or see them one last time. I’m sure their mother will tell them horrible things about me, despite the fact that I’ve been lovingly raising for them for the last two years. I know Dominic Sinclair is responsible for this. I don’t believe my ex-boss’s story about the neighbors for one moment. He clearly wanted to punish me, just like he’s having Cora punished. A rush of fury takes hold of me, and suddenly I wish I could punish him somehow. It’s not like me to be so vindictive, but right now it truly feels like my entire life is falling apart, and it’s partly his fault. I spent all my money on the insemination, and without a job I have almost nothing. How am I ever going to afford to have a baby now? I guarantee I’m not going to get a good reference from Jake and Millie’s mother. As if things weren’t already bad enough, when I return home I find a stack of bills in the mailbox and I don’t even recognize half the senders. I open them one by one, feeling my confusion and disbelief grow by the minute. As I look at the stores on the breakdown of charges, my suspicion grows: they’re all Mike’s favorite places. Is it possible he did this behind my back? That he’s been hiding the bills from me for months… or years? I know he’ll deny it if I confront him, which leaves me only one option. I have to call Kate. My former best friend might have betrayed me completely with her affair, but if anyone knows what Mike has been up to, it’s her. Chapter 4 - Desperation Ella My hands are shaking as I dial Kate’s number. Have I ever been this angry? If I have I certainly can’t remember it now. “Hello?” Kate answers almost immediately, using a sickly sweet tone that screams of fakeness. “Kate?” I state bluntly. “Are you with Mike right now?” There’s a pregnant pause on the other end of the line, before she weakly responds, “What? Of course not.” “Come off it Kate, do you really think I don't know about your shit?” I demand. “I’m not a complete idiot.” “Ella listen–” She begins, obviously gearing up to give me some sort of excuse. “No, I don’t even care about your little affair anymore – but I need to talk to him right now.” I declare fiercely. There’s another pause, and then Kate’s voice drops its innocent tone. “You don’t care?” She repeats, sounding truly shocked. “ You know I’m already pregnant?” I wasn’t prepared for that particular piece of news. I clench my hands into fists, feeling so furious I think I might actually break the phone with my tight grip, “And what, you think that’s some sort of victory?” I bite. “Does he know you’re pregnant?” I ask sharply, “because a man who’s so afraid of responsibility that he’d poison me for years is probably willing to do it to anyone.” “Well no, but he loves me, he would never –” She tried to explain. “He loved me too once.” I cut her off. “At least he said he did. It’s amazing how charming he can be, considering what a bastard he truly is. How do you think he’s going to support you and your child? He doesn’t even have a job.” “Of course he does!” She objects, “He just didn’t tell you about it because he didn’t want you to bleed him dry. He’s a stock broker.” “Oh Kate,” I sigh, “Poor, gullible, stupid Kate. He’s as much a stock broker as I am a wizard.” “Don’t talk to me like that! He’s got money, he lavishes it on me all the time!” She insists. “With fraudulent credit cards he took out in my name!” I shout, losing my temper completely. “What?” She squeaks. “That’s right. I’ve only just found out – he’s completely bankrupted me. I’m calling the police and if I were you, I’d check your own credit rating immediately, because I’d be willing to be you’re next.” I snap. “No,” she repeats weakly, “you’re wrong, it’s different with me.” My voice is getting thick with emotion now, but I can’t help it. “And frankly I don’t really care what happens to you Kate, but if you’re really pregnant then your baby deserves better than to be raised in a homeless shelter, and that’s exactly where Mike will land you.” I hang up before I start crying, not giving her a chance to respond. Why did I buy his lies about looking for work for so long? He crushed me little by little, all the while pretending to be so nice, and I let it happen. Never again. I decide. I won’t ever let myself be fooled that way again. I still want to get my revenge on Mike, but first I’ve got to try and salvage what’s left of my life. I have to go to the police and see if I can resolve these financial issues… I can’t have a baby if I’m bankrupt, and I can only pray the police will help. ________________________ “I’m very sorry Miss. Reina, but if your ex-partner has left the area, there’s not much we can do about this.” The police officer breaks this news to me about as gently as he might smash an ant beneath his boot. “I’ll give you the police report to send to the credit card company, but that’s the most help you’re going to get from us.” Anger fills me to the brim. I guarantee he’d never treat my case with so little consideration or respect if I wasn’t an impoverished nanny. If I was a wealthy man like Dominic Sinclair, he’d be fawning at my feet, offering to go to any lengths to solve my problems. I storm out of the station before I can lose my temper and verbally assault the man, immediately calling the credit card companies. One by one they crush my hopes, telling me in no uncertain terms that unless a culprit is arrested in my case, I’ll be held responsible for the charges. As I hang up on the final call, I can feel the earth crumbling beneath my feet. How did it come to this? I literally have nothing. No one will hire me without a recommendation from my previous employer, which means I won’t be able to pay rent or keep food on the table. Normally I might turn to Cora in such a time, but I can’t burden her with this when she’s in the same boat. Tomorrow I’ll finally find out whether or not I’m pregnant, and up until now the strange sensation I’ve been experiencing the last few days has been a comfort and source of hope. I don’t know how to explain it: it’s as if I’m suddenly different somehow – even though I can’t see any changes, I just have this intense knowing that I’m no longer the same woman I was a week ago. I thought it was a sign the insemination worked, but now I’m praying that it’s my imagination going overboard. At first I try to distract myself, turning on the TV and freezing when I see Dominic Sinclair on the news talking about all his good will initiatives in the community. “When our work is finished, the Moon Valley children’s home will be a place of love and community, motivated to find the best homes for every child in need. Our initiative not only ensures that the permanent residents in the home have the best possible conditions, but that there is continuous follow up with children placed with adoptive families to ensure they thrive in their new homes.” So much for the supposed philanthropist, I think bitterly. Turning a blind eye to the lives he’s selfishly ruining all the while pretending to be a friend of the downtrodden. A week ago I might have been touched by such a broadcast. I grew up in an orphanage just like the one he’s describing, and I know just how terrible the conditions can be. Now however, I see nothing but his hypocrisy. Cora was an orphan too, she didn’t do anything wrong – where is his compassion for her? Clearly it’s only for the TV cameras. It’s a shame. He’s very convincing… then again, so was Mike. Of course Mike was never as handsome as Dominic Sinclair, nor did he ever have his charisma or imposing presence. I don’t know if I’ve ever met anyone like him. Even while he was refusing to help me, scolding me and having me thrown out the door, part of me was still taken in by his handsome features and pure magnetism. Shaking myself, I turn the TV off. What the hell is wrong with me? The man is a heartless billionaire and I’m still sitting here mooning over him like a silly schoolgirl. I end up going to bed early, trying not to think about tomorrow. Of course, I still lie awake late into the night – I know what it means to grow up an orphan, and I can’t countenance bringing a child into the world just to abandon it to that bleak existence. The more my life unravels, the more stark my options become. If I am pregnant… Am I going to abort the child? Even though it’s what I’ve wanted my entire life! Chapter 5 - Pregnancy Test Ella “No, I understand.” I murmur into the phone. “Thanks for listening at least.” I wearily hang up the line, burying my head in my hands. I spent all morning calling in every favor and loan I possibly could, throwing my dignity right out the window to beg my friends and acquaintances in my time of need. I’ve never thought of myself as a proud woman, but begging this way was more of a challenge than I could have imagined. I only wish I could help Cora as well as myself. She’s still waiting to hear if she’ll be fired, and while she’s not supposed to be handling any samples, she got permission to do my tests this afternoon. After all, I’ve already been inseminated, so her supervisor didn’t see any risk of further negligence. Still, I’m far from excited when I walk through the front doors of the sperm bank. Ten days ago I was heartsore but optimistic for the future, yearning for a baby more than anything else in the world. Now I’m dreading the exam. However my trepidation soon gives way to surprise, because as soon as I enter the facility I have the strangest feeling that Dominic Sinclair is near. It takes me a while to actually find him, behind closed doors with Cora’s bosses in a luxurious, glass-walled conference room, but I don’t have the faintest idea how I knew he was present. I also don’t understand why I feel drawn to him: after all, he’s ruined both my sister’s and my own life. I shouldn’t be excited to see him. It was dumb luck that I stumbled across his path, the conference room is on the way to Cora’s office, but I find myself stopping to observe the meeting inside. I’m struck speechless when I lay eyes on him. Is it possible that he’s gotten more attractive since the last time I saw him? It was already unfair that somebody that powerful and intelligent could be so handsome, but now it truly just feels like being kicked while I’m down. The bastard has a heart of stone, and still the universe has rained endless gifts upon him while people like Cora and I have nothing. Shaking myself out of my trance, I continue down the hall, though I feel the weight of dark eyes on my back as I retreat. Cora has clearly been crying when I arrive. Her eyes are red and her cheeks splotchy, though she tries to hide it. “Hey.” I greet her gently, wrapping her up in a hug. She leans into me, squeezing tight and lingering far longer than she usually would. “Is there any news?” “Sinclair is in there finalizing it all now. I’m going to be given formal termination notice this afternoon.” She shares, sniffling slightly. “I’m so sorry, honey.” I croon, rubbing her back. “It’s okay.” She lies, pulling away. “How are you hanging in there?” “Not very well.” I confess. “I’m sort of dreading this, to be honest.” “It’s amazing how fast things can change, huh?” She asks, looking as though she might burst into tears. “I mean, what are we going to do, Elle?” “Well figure it out.” I promise. “We’ve been in tight spots before.” I remind her, “remember the summer we slept in boxes on the street after we ran away from the orphanage?” “Yeah,” She nods with a sad smile. “But it’s winter now, I don’t think we’ll last long in the elements. And you weren’t pregnant then.” “Yeah well, if I’m pregnant now….” I can’t look her in the eyes as I say this, “I don’t think I’m going to stay that way.” “What?” Cora exclaims, looking horrified. “But this is your only chance! And we aren’t completely hopeless, you’ve got time to try to figure out a plan B.” That phrase alone reminds me of Mike, and I realize I haven’t shared my latest news with Cora. “I can’t afford a baby even if I do find a job. I’m going to be paying off my debts for years to come.” I share, filling her in on the details of Mike and Kate’s latest betrayal. “I can’t believe this!” She bursts out when I’m finished. “It just isn’t fair, Ella! I mean, I thought we paid our dues, I thought we were done with suffering. After everything we’ve been through, we deserve a better future than this! You deserve to be a mom – no one loves children more than you do.” “And you deserve to be a doctor.” I reply. “You worked so hard.” “I still don’t think you should give up yet.” She frowns. “You can terminate the pregnancy up until the end of the first trimester. It would be a tragedy if you aborted it, then pulled off a miracle and it turned out you could have kept it. Don’t take that risk. Keep the baby until the very last moment.” “I don’t think miracles happen to people like me.” I remark softly. “Besides that seems kind of like it’s own form of torture – the longer I carry the baby the more attached I’m going to get. I don’t want this to hurt any worse than it has to.” “It’s going to hurt no matter what.” Cora reasons, “You ought to give yourself a chance – keep the door open. Don’t give up hope completely.” “Let’s just find out if I have to make that decision in the first place.” I state, changing the subject. “I may not even be pregnant.” Yet even as I say it, I can feel in my heart that I am. “Okay.” Cora agrees, pulling a sterile cup wrapped in plastic from one of her cabinets. “You know what to do.” I take the cup and quickly duck into the bathroom to provide a urine sample, returning it to her almost immediately. I pace back and forth across the office as Cora runs the tests. “Well?” I press, seeing the results pop up on her computer screen. She offers me a sad smile. “Congratulations little sister, you’re going to have a baby.” I told myself that I wouldn’t fall to pieces no matter the results, but as soon as the words are out of her mouth I’m crying. I’ve been waiting to hear those words for years and was beginning to think I never would. It’s both unimaginable joy, and unimaginable pain. I never knew my heart could hold such conflicting emotions at the same time, let alone in such extremes. “Really?” “Really.” Cora confirms, hugging me. “Come on, let’s do an ultrasound. You can hear the heartbeat.” “Isn’t it too early?” I squeak. “Just one of the benefits of being at the finest lab in the country.” Cora quips, the words bittersweet on her tongue. “Our technology is years ahead of what’s available in public hospitals.” Climbing onto the raised exam table, I lay back and lift my top, not bothering to change into a gown or cover my clothes with a sheet, I simply expose my flat belly as Cora wheels in an ultrasound on a cart. Within minutes the machine is emitting a strange whoosh woosh woosh, and Cora squirts a dollop of jelly on my tummy. She pressed the wand to my skin, and before long a tiny heartbeat sounds – making me cry all over again. However Cora is frowning deeply. “This is so strange, the baby seems awfully large, but we tested you at your last visit to be sure you weren’t already pregnant.” “What does that mean?” I ask anxiously. “Is the father just a big guy?” “I don’t just mean size – I mean development.” Cora purses her lips and furrows her brows as she studies the images, suddenly looking very worried. She’s whispering now, speaking to herself more than to me. “It doesn’t look human… but that can’t be… it’s not possible.” “What are you talking about?” I inquire, “How can you tell? Isn’t it just a tiny blob?” “As I said, our tech is state of the art. It doesn’t just highlight shapes - it analyzes the molecular structure.” Before she can say another word, the door bursts open, startling us both. To my shock and horror, Dominic Sinclair is standing in the doorframe, glaring at us as if we’ve done something terrible. “What’s the meaning of this?” He demands. “What’s the meaning of this? 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2,195,097	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195094}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	I fell in love with the hot President of the MC club who saved me when I was at work and harrassed by the guests. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as he backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. ———————— "Hey Harley...can you take table four?" Marie asked as she passed me in the kitchen. Setting the glasses in the bin to be cleaned I quickly washed my hands and headed back out into the bar area. I have worked at The Scene now for the past six months. I was lucky at finding a job so quickly when I got into town and I honestly loved working for Mac. On the outside he looked like a big, scary bad biker, but he was nothing but a soft marshmallow on the inside. Most of the girls at the strip club were terrified of him, but not me. I found his gruff exterior endearing. The man had a huge protective streak when it came to me, acting more like my father then the pathetic excuse of the one I was born to. I haven't really thought of him much since he was killed and I ran away. Over the years I have had to move a lot, keep under the radar of both the law and the law breakers. In my world, finding yourself having to deal with either never had a good outcome. Fortunately I was lucky and when I turned eighteen I was able to breathe a little bit easier. Mac shot me a wink as I passed the bar and headed past the stage. The place looked to be getting crowded tonight. Table four was one of our larger ones in the back corner behind the stage. It was usually reserved for the Renegades, the local MC that ran the small town and I know that Marie didn't feel very comfortable around them. Growing up around bikers myself, I didn't have a problem with them, as long as they left me alone. With Mac being a member, his bar became a common hang out for the brothers outside of the clubhouse. They got cheap beer andtits shoved in their faces, what more can a guy ask for right? I still wasn't quite sure why Mac even hired me since I refused to take any of my clothes off, but I was a bartender and cocktail waitress when needed. Most nights I was safe behind the bar, but two of the waitress's called in sick with the flu that was going around. So for tonight at least I had to dodge octopus hands and overzealous bikers. Pulling down on the leather vest I skirted around the stage to find table four overflowing with hot bikers. But I had my fill of bikers over the years, especially the earlier ones. All bikers were definitely on my no-no list. I couldn't risk being associated with anyone in that world. It was too dangerous. Just because I couldn't touch didn't mean I couldn't look, I was still a woman who appreciated nice scenery. There was just something about that a man in leather pants, a tight white shirt covered with a leather cut that just did something for me. It downright made my panties drenched. Just goes to show you that you can take the girl out of the MC, but you cannot take the MC out of the girl. Why couldn't I find a nice clean, cut guy who was an accountant? Was that too much to ask? Probably because I would be bored in about two minutes. Even though I found most of the guys at the table attractive, only one filled my dreams each night as I called out his name. Coming in my sleep was new experience for me, but Christ what an experience. Dream ranked up there with watching good porn, even better. Some of the things Axel did to me in dreamland had my body humming for hours after I wokeup. Even now my body tingled like his hands were actually caressing it. Shaking my head I tried to clear my dirty mind as I approached the table. I needed to get my head together. The President of the Renegades had women throwing themselves at him...many he caught. Trust me I was not on his radar. Over the past months the man barely acknowledged me but he would sit at the bar a couple nights a week and listen to me and mostly Mac, chiming in here and there. Even with his brisk attitude towards he paid attention. I swear I could feel the mans eyes on me constantly. I kept telling myself to leave matters alone, I didn't want to open that door. But I couldn't deny that the hot biker certainly revved my engine. "Hey boys...what can I get for you today?" "How about you on that stage showing us what you got darling?" Hawk the VP commented. "Not a chance Hawk...I am way too much woman for this crowd." The table laughed while checking out my assets. And trust me I had plenty. But I kept them covered. For a bartender at a strip club I had little skin showing, but it seemed to work. Skin tight jeans and a leather vest kept me all covered, but accentuated my assets. It didn't really fit into the whole strip club atmosphere, but Mac agreed since my boobs looked amazing he would let it go. "Come on Harley, show us yourtits." Tank yelled from down the table. All the others decided to chime in, wanting to see what I had stuffed into my skin tight leather vest. I found that loved to wear it for two reasons, one they kept the girls contained and I loved the feel of it rubbing against my skin. Dressed, I loved my curves and 38D size boobs, but...yeah my boobs were no longer perky, I don't think they were ever perky but the men still loved them, not like I showed them to any one. "All right enough you bozos. What can I get you, I guess I should say who wants a beer that might be quicker." Eight hands were raised, all except one. Axel sat back in his chair and continued to stare at me, not partaking in the joking around about me taking my clothes off. My chest ached knowing that I couldn't have a man like him. He was just like all the rest. Arrogant, cocky, womanizer...the list is endless. "And for you...whiskey?" Axel has been in here enough for me to know that he was partial to hard liquor than beer. "Yeah darling...whiskey will work." The side of his mouth raised as I nodded to him. The man was seriously gorgeous with just a half smile, he would be downright deadly with a full one. Before I could embarrass myself even more I headed back to fill the order. I loved when he referred to me as darling. I don't know why the endearment got to me every time but it did. Mac had even started to tease me about it. Handing out the drinks most of the men's eyes were focused on Bambi who was currently upside down on the pole. Christ that had to hurt...did she ever get pole burn I wondered? Placing the whisky in front of Axel I found his eyes not on Bambi but...me. "Um...can I get you anything else?" "Yeah darling...you." My butt hit his lap and his lips sealed to mine before I could utter a squeak. His large hands roamed all over as he drank from me. As quickly as it started it was over and I was pushed up right. As I tried to clear my focus Axel didn't seem fazed at all, as Bambi now had his full attention. Pissed and completely aroused I stormed off before I hit him over the head with my tray. The nerve of that man. This confirms every thought that I had...I needed to stay away from Axel Reed. For months the man sits at my bar and does nothing - now my lips still tingles from his sneak attack. As the night went on the crowd seemed to keep steady. And I was able to keep my mind off of the raging hormones towards one certain hot biker. Screw the man for captivating my thoughts. Tips were flowing along with the beer and everyone was behaving for a change. Most men left me alone since the nakedwoman dancing on stage kept their attention. But my luck ran out when I found myself being trapped between two men. Two large men who had wandering hands. "Baby...lets head into the back...I want to fc your titties and then come all over your face." Yeah, so not happening. What is it with men in general, were they so confusing. One brushed me off like I was a fly and now these two swarmed me like I was covered in honey. Thing Two held onto my arms tightly as I managed to break free, pulling my arm out of his strong grip. The club was dark and we were situated back by the wall, hardly visible. I should have known better. "Get off me. You want a lap dance flag one of the girls down." Using more force, I jerked my other arm free as I kneed Thing One in front of me since he was running his fingers along the top of my breasts. His touch sickened me bringing back bad memories. Then I thrust an elbow up into Thing Two. The impact momentarily dislodged me from their trap allowing me the time to escape. Then before I could flee the grip in my hair had my body projecting backwards once again into his deathlike grip. Where was a knife when you needed one. "Wrong movebitch." Pain exploded on my cheek as Thing One hit me and then Thing Two chocked my throat. Tightly...and then squeezed. All my years of training flew right out the window along with my breath. Fear took over. I knew better then to let my guard down. "Now we are going to head back to the back room and you are going..." Thing One suddenly disappeared from my view as he was tossed to the wall by an anger looking Axel. I could no longer see Thing One, only backs of the leather cuts displaying the Renegade patch. Prick deserved what he got. The hand on my neck was cutting off my air as Thing Two backed away from the pissed off looking bikers. "Let the lady go and we may just let you walk out of here...alive." My vision was starting to blur but I could still make out Axel as he stalked closer to the guy. Air exploded into my lungs as my body was tossed away from Thing Two. Large muscular arms circled my waist, preventing me from slamming to the floor. As I struggled to suck in much needed air I was able to focus on the man holding me. Axel. The look on his face confused me but I didn't have time to think about it before my world went black.	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2,195,914	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195916}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Shifa Liver: Halal Liver Supplement for Energy and Vitality	Shifa Liver, brought to you by Tribal Remedy, is a halal liver supplement packed with Vitamin A, B12, and iron to promote better energy, liver support, and full-body health. Your natural multivitamin in one supplement.	LEARN_MORE	https://www.mytribalpath.com/tribalremedy/p/halal-	Tribal Wellness - Dearborn	https://www.facebook.com/tribalwellnessclub/	27	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	mytribalpath.com	DCO		https://www.mytribalpath.com/tribalremedy/p/halal-grass-fed-liver-organ-supplement	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463105403_896737329095587_6709148799623324468_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sXTdPVbvYB8Q7kNvgH7dyKm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A0FoPFZI236ckjgW3n5lkPr&oh=00_AYBSjSfhMkJGtL6aruLD-psZVPKmhFM0fr6nx1HLB-4YXw&oe=67145FDB	PERSON_PROFILE	Tribal Wellness - Dearborn	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,671	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2194836}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Say Goodbye to Lower Back Pain 👋🏽 Sciatic Nerve Pain, Soreness and Stiffness ✌🏽	Let me help you release that stored tension 🧘🏽‍♂️ Back Pain, Sciatic Nerve Pain, Tight Hips, Imbalances. I will address your issues and help you feel better overall 👐🏽 You’re one stretch away from feeling AMAZING 🫡 Mobile Sessions and Stretch Parties 🎉 Also Available 📆 www.TheStretchKing.com #StretchKing #AssistedStretching #Flexibility #RangeOfMotion	MESSAGE_PAGE		Stretch King	https://www.facebook.com/61560389228824/	81	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463113598_490923607428952_3129498301597440649_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wY20fSY4mt8Q7kNvgGD_vR0&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=ADLtgwC5PkG-_EerBYjqIuF&oh=00_AYAvAgLTQEb0rAjV9yu4fqHbG0l99HBblG7V0v7vRm6CPg&oe=67144381	PERSON_PROFILE	Stretch King	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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