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We did it, guys! We reached the end of The Billionaire’s Baby Mama.🥳🥳🥳🥳I feel like crying right now. 🥲🥲Thank you, my lovely readers, for your support. I couldn’t have done it without you. Your lovely comments and gems were my motivation. 😘😘Please drop a review; I love knowing what you think. And also give more gems; it helps promote my books to other readers. Thanks a lot for everything, guys. You’ve been wonderful. See you in the next book. Lots of love, Lumi Lite. 🥰🥰(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~ ヾ(･ω･*)ﾉヾ(･ω･*)ﾉ \(๑╹◡╹๑)ﾉ♬\(๑╹◡╹๑)ﾉ♬
The Billionaire's Baby Mama Chapter 1
“Olivia, go online asap! You’ll never guess who’s trending!”I winced at Alice’s excited, high-pitched, ear destroying screech coming from my phone. A natural occurrence I should have already gotten used to since she had been my friend for twelve years, but I didn’t.“I don’t have time for celeb gossip right now, Alice.” I huffed, removing the plates from the dish washer. “I could barely do much unpacking during the day because of the boys. I-““You would if you found out it was about you and a certain billionaire who are trending.” She giggled like Harley Quinn, and I could almost see the psychotic grin on her face.“Why would I and a certain Billionair…”Wait?! A billionaire… Does she mean…My chest tightened at the thought of him. “Please tell me it’s not that billionaire.” I whispered.“Who else?! You guys are all over the news!” Alice squealed.My legs trembled under the weight of my body, and I leaned against the counter. I shivered like someone had doused me with ice water.“W-
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“Nooo. I dun wanna –yawn– wake up…” Michael whined, climbing off the bed he shared with his brothers. “Sorry, dear, but we’ve got to go.” I lifted Nathan, still asleep, and put him against my chest, placing his head on my shoulder. Waking him up was as hopeless as telling a whale to fly. When Nathan was out, he was out. And not even an earthquake mixed with nuclear bombing could wake him up. “Where are we going, Mama?” Leon asked, standing by my side, wide awake. Unlike his younger brothers, even a pin dropping could wake him up. Michael was between his brothers, both in birth and intensity of sleep. “To your new home.” I replied, grabbing Michael’s hand. “Whyyy?” he pouted, rubbing his eyes. “I wanna sleep.” “I promise you’ll sleep when you’re in the car. Let’s go.” Leon held his brother’s hand, and we walked out of the room. The steps we took to the living room were deliberately slow, and I prayed under my breath that Dante had gotten bored and gone away forever. Fate was n
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“Miss Miller, Master Romero would like to see you.” Albert, Dante’s butler, said, standing at the door of the room I had been given. Albert was like those stereotype butlers you see in movies. A posh and prim suit clad his thin, tall body. Coupled with his stoic expression and his perfect, poised posture, he looked like he waltzed right out of the Victorian era. “Oh,” I mumbled, frowning a bit. ‘What does Dante want from me now? One night hasn’t passed, and he’s already making me break my ‘avoid-Dante-Romero’ oath.’ “Could you give me a minute?” “Yes Madam. I’ll be waiting outside.” “Thank you.” He bowed and walked out, closing the white door behind him. I slipped my phone out of my shorts’ pocket and double-tapped the screen. ‘Sheep! 28 missed calls and 13 texts from Alice! How did I not— oh, my phone is on silent.’ _I’m alright, I’ll explain everything tomorrow._ I typed and hit send, not bothering to read through her messages, and I flopped on the bed. Was I really alrig
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*Ring Ring*“No!!!” I mumbled, turning on my bed. I didn’t want to get up. Not when I had managed to finally fall asleep by five am.The bed was soft, really really soft, like marshmallows. And the room was really really cool and cosy. Everything was just right except the ringing of my darn phone.*Ring Ring*“Ugh!” I groaned and sat up. My sons were snuggled to my sides, so I leaned and picked up my phone from the side table, gently not to wake them up.The caller ID showed Alice, and I sighed. ‘I should have known. The gossip queen wants gossip.’“Hello.”“I called you like a trillion times. Why weren’t you picking up your call?” She said, voice all bright and preppy. I always wondered how she was always bouncy early in the morning.“Isn’t it too early? It’s after seven, Alice. After seven!” I sighed, pushing away the strands of my chestnut hair from my face.“I know, but I’m too excited. I could barely sleep last night. Tell me everything. Every single deets. I want to know everyth
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“I always wanted a father.” My heart clenched at his words. Somehow, I felt like a bad mother. Since they were born, I had always played the roles of a father and a mother. It was hard, really hard no matter how much I tried. It was difficult trying to be both for three boys and I did my best, but I guess it was never enough.Nathan’s words showed me how insufficient I was. “Can we call you Papa?” Michael butted in, bubbling with excitement. I looked at Dante from the corner of my eye. His entire form was rigid.“Our friends in Paris call their father Papa, can we?” Nathan added, sharing his brother’s excitement.Dante’s grip on the cup tightened. I needed to get their attention fast. “Michael, Nathan, do you want more waffles?”“I guess he doesn’t want us to.” Michael sighed. Both boys looked down at their plates. The happy smiles on their faces curled into sombre ones. “You can call me Papa. If y
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‘It’s not hard, Olly,’ I thought, staring out the car window as the vehicle drove through the busy roads of Los Angeles. ‘Just say I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’m capable of the job of a cook because I feel my skills aren’t up to your taste and you’ll probably hate what I cook.’ I bit my bottom lips. That was over the top. Way too over the top. I didn’t need to go into that much detail. ‘I’ll just tell him I really can’t cook and I faked my way through culinary school, and—argh, what was I thinking? Faked my way through culinary school? Really?’ The chain of my purse in my hand suffered the brunt of my agitation as I fiddled with it, and I felt sorry for it. It didn’t deserve the treatment I was giving it. The purse was fancy and brand new; just the like off-the-shoulder flora top, denim pants, and small heeled sandals I wore. True to his words, the staff of Mira Donna had appeared at the door one hour after breakfast, and
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“W-What the?! Pervert!” I squeaked and tried to push him away. He didn’t even bulge from my attempt. “This is sexual harassment!”His rich baritone laughter vibrated against my skin, and a delightful tingle ran through me. “It isn’t if the other person permits and enjoys it.” He kissed the sensitive spot on my neck, and I bit my lips, holding back a moan.“So tell me, Olivia.”My name rolled off his tongue in the dirtiest of ways and I quivered in his hold.Dante slipped his hand under my shirt and rubbed the bare skin of my lower back. Another moan threatened to break free.“Do you want me to stop?”Yes and no hung on my tongue as two parts of me waged war.My body, desperate for the masculine touch that it had been starved of for years, wanted to take Alice’s advice and let him possess me.My mind, the wiser part of me, though fuzzy from his touch, knew this was wrong. Very wrong.Giving in to him would prove his thoughts about me. I would forever be a slut in his eyes. He would tr
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The Billionaire's Baby Mama Author's note
We did it, guys! We reached the end of The Billionaire’s Baby Mama.🥳🥳🥳🥳I feel like crying right now. 🥲🥲Thank you, my lovely readers, for your support. I couldn’t have done it without you. Your lovely comments and gems were my motivation. 😘😘Please drop a review; I love knowing what you think. And also give more gems; it helps promote my books to other readers. Thanks a lot for everything, guys. You’ve been wonderful. See you in the next book. Lots of love, Lumi Lite. 🥰🥰(~‾▿‾)~(~‾▿‾)~ ヾ(･ω･*)ﾉヾ(･ω･*)ﾉ \(๑╹◡╹๑)ﾉ♬\(๑╹◡╹๑)ﾉ♬
The Billionaire's Baby Mama Epilogue
‘Mum, Dad, I did it. I made our dream come true.’ I smiled as I sat at my table; my gaze swept through the room and pride washed over me. I finally did it; I finally realised my parents’ and my dreams. I opened my own restaurant. Regal Haven was having her grand opening ceremony, and from the look on everyone’s face, they were enjoying the party. Soft, classy music on the piano and harp strummed through the air, giving the room not only a sophisticated aura but also setting a relaxing mood. It went perfectly well with the theme of the restaurant: Victorian-era style with a modern twist, made to feel elegant but not too stuffy and up tight. The reviews of the foods I had gotten from a few of the guests I had talked to as I strolled around was all praise about how wonderful they were. I knew a minority view wouldn’t match against the populace, but from how hearty and chatty everyone else was, it was safe to conclude they thought so too. Regal Haven was having the most perfect openi
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My eyes flickered open, squinting at the sudden change from darkness to white light. The smell of antiseptics and other irritating chemicals hit my nose, and I scrunched my face. It was a dead give away that I was in the hospital. That, and the vital sign monitor and drip I saw from the corner of my gaze connected to my wrist. A dull ache trembled through my body, not unbearable but still uncomfortable to deal with, but hey, I was alive. ‘What happened? The last thing I remember was Alice pointing a gun at Dante, me jumping to save him, then a sharp pain and darkness… Wait, was I shot?’ I slowly lifted my hand, which felt like it weighed a lot more than it was supposed to and slid it under the cosy duvet I was covered with. It ran across my side, where I felt a little bit of pain and discomfort. Through the light fabric of my hospital dress, my fingers glided against the bandage, and I hissed at the sharp sting that jolted through me. Yup, I was shot. Alice had tried to kill Dant
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“So, I changed my approach. I played the role of a sweet, supportive best friend, no matter how disgusted I was about it, and I wormed my way into your parents’ hearts. They were jolly fools like you, and they accepted me into their open arms. For years, I kept my façade perfectly, though I caused little issue on the side—not much to make you suspect me but enough to trouble you. I’m sure you remember some of them. Those mean letters you found in your locker. Messing up your science projects and homework… Ah, good old days.” Alice sighed; a small, soft smile was on her lips, and her eyes had a faraway look, like she was reminiscing about happy memories. I glared at her, utterly disgusted. They were definitely not good times for me. Those letters said really hurtful things, like body-shaming me about my height, my acne, and how dumb I was. I was depressed about that thing and felt worse that the culprit always found a way to not be caught. Who knew she was sitting down by my side, supp
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“What!” The word fell from my mouth as a breathless whisper, and my brows furrowed. I would have thought she was joking if anger and malice weren’t burning in her eyes.“Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, you bi.tch.” Alice snarled, tightening the grip on my hair, and I yelped.“But… I… I don’t…” I winced at the searing pain running through my scalp.I honestly didn’t know what she was talking about. When did I ever have everything she wanted? Never; that was when. The conversation was supposed to be the other way around. I was the one who was supposed to be jealous that she had everything I ever wanted because she did. All the times I had known her, she had always had better, nicer stuff than me.Her parents weren’t super rich, but they had a lot more money than mine. She could afford nice clothes, and shoes, and literally anything she wanted that was considered a luxury for me. She was prettier than me; ten guys would have looked her way in admiration before one e
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‘I’m hallucinating. That’s it. I’m having a fricken hallucination right now. The drug they used to knock me out is making my brain wonky and think cray cray stuff. I might even still be sleeping, and my overthinking, worried brain came up with this wacko dream. Wake up, Olly. It’s time to return to reality.’ I told myself, taking in deep breaths to steady my uneven breathing. But the stinging pain on my cheek and that of the rope binding my hands and legs behind me, was stronger than any imagination I wanted to force myself to believe. It was real. Everything. Alice had slapped me and laughed—no, not laughed—cackled like a witch, and said that she had always wanted to do that. Alice, my best friend. It was like she was a completely different person. “I-I don’t… I don’t u-understand.” I breathed. Though my voice trembled, I continued. “W-why did you do that? Why did y-you say that?” “Dee, could you give us some time alone? We need to have a little girl-to-girl talk.” Alice threw a s
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“This isn’t fricken happening! Sheep! Sheep! Sheep!” I hissed under my breath and sat up straight. My eyes raked over the picture, as if it would disappear, and the whole thing would be a figment of my imagination.‘Darn it, I was fricken careless; now Alice is caught in a mess she doesn’t know anything about.’•Leave her out of this. This is against you and I, it has nothing to do with herI typed and hit send. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t fricken believe it. Laura got Alice. That sneaky bish. I should have known, since she couldn’t harm me or my sons, that she would go to the only other person I cared so much about in LA. My fricken best friend.you answered earlier than I expected no fair. I wanted to have a little fun with hermy guys think she’s beautiful, and I wanted them to have some fun with her every ten minutes, I don’t receive a reply from youOh well there’s always next time•Let her go your problem is with me not her•What the heck do you wantI squirmed in
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“W-what do you mean?” The lady stuttered and took a step back. “Exactly. What do you mean, Dante?” I frowned, not understanding his animosity towards an innocent, frightened girl. “I mean exactly what I said, Olivia.” He replied, but his brutal gaze was still on her. “Who sent you to give her this drink?” “It’s her job, Dante. She said I was picked to try a new brand of champagne, just like some of the other guests. Nothing else.” I explained to him, hoping it would calm him down and maybe he would also help her. “And you need to hear what she said about her boss. I think he’s treating his staff inhumanely.” “I heard a good amount of what she told you, but you see, Olivia, the story she was spewing is a complete lie. There’s nothing like a sample test of a new brand of champagne going on at this event, nor is her boss as wicked as she paints him. And if everything she says is a lie, then why exactly is she trying to make you take the drink? Unless…” Dante sneered at her, and I gas
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Oh sheep! This was happening. I was standing before the father of the woman who wanted to ruin my life. Never had I thought I would run into him, but he was standing before me, right in the flesh. My eyes took a quick sweep of him, surprised by how he looked. He was nothing like I had pictured when he came to mind. I had always imagined a tall, broody, mafia-don-looking man; he was the opposite. He was a few inches shorter than me—and I was already short—with a bald head that the light bounced off. He had almost no similarities with his daughter apart from their eyes, and I almost doubted he was actually her father. Laura was a beauty queen, while he was just ordinary. “I’ve told you to call me father or papa instead of Mr. Kingsley. You almost got married to my daughter.” He gripped Dante’s hand and shook it so hard that I feared he was going to pop it. “But I didn’t marry your daughter, so I don’t have to call you that, Mr. Kingsley.” Dante put emphasis on his name, but the older
