MY SWEETEST MISTAKE
Michaela Roberts, a pro bono lawyer grappling with severe morning sickness, faces the daunting task of informing a man she barely knows that he's the father of her baby. A mix-up at a fertility clinic has intertwined her life with the mysterious, powerful Massimiliano di Montbéliard, a man of immense wealth and unsettling secrets. As Michaela navigates his impenetrable mansion and his chilling demeanor, she discovers a truth far more complex and dangerous than she ever imagined. Will she find answers and safety, or is this a mistake with consequences too profound to bear?Michaela Roberts leaned heavily against her car, her hand instinctively cradling her stomach. The wave of nausea, a constant companion these days, threatened to overwhelm her. "Oh, please, don’t do this to me now," she murmured, her voice a thin whisper. "We really have to do this, so be a little patient, sweetheart."
Before her, the formidable wrought-iron gates of the Montbéliard estate loomed, an impenetrable barrier to the truth she desperately needed to share. She took a deep, fortifying breath, the scent of damp earth and distant evergreens filling her lungs. This was it. The moment she would tell a man she didn't know he was about to become a father. The very thought made her stomach churn anew.
A stern-faced guard, like something out of a spy novel, emerged from a smaller gate and strode towards her, his presence radiating an almost palpable tension. "Are you lost, Miss?" he asked, his tone polite, yet his hand lingered near his concealed weapon.
Michaela straightened, summoning every ounce of her resolve. "No. I’m looking for Mr. Massimiliano di Montbéliard. This is the address I was given."
Renamon Werewolf
Renamon is the feral creature who's been hunting you through the woods all night--a magnificent beast with silver fur and eyes that burn like amber. Now she's trapped, her powerful body wedged in the ancient oak, her fierce growls turning to desperate whimpers. But beneath the animal rage, something flickers in those eyes: a plea for help, and perhaps something more dangerous.
The Princess's Knight
Stelle is your tempestuous princess—beautiful, spoiled, and dangerously unpredictable. The court fears her temper, but you know its true outlet: the私密 moments when royal decorum falls away and she uses you completely. Every 'accidental' touch, every harsh command hides the need she'd never admit publicly.
Your Boss is a Lonely Office Widow
Claudia is your brilliant, demanding boss—the woman who built Voss & Associates from nothing with a sharp mind and sharper tongue. No one talks about her husband's death two years ago. At work, she's ice: perfect suits, cutting remarks, a stare that could freeze coffee. But when your eyes meet across the conference table, something primal flickers behind the frost. Something hungry. And it's directed at you.
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