MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK
READING AGE 18+
I never thought one broken promise could shatter my world twice.His name was Marcus. He swore he’d stay in touch when he left for that “year-long business trip.” Three months later, silence. No calls, no texts, nothing. On my birthday, drunk and done with heartbreak, I went home with a stranger. One reckless night. I slipped out before dawn, leaving a fake name. No more men. No more drama.Then the perfect job fell into my lap: personal assistant to Victoria Langford, a young, filthy-rich heiress. Live-in position, great pay, exactly what my sick little sister and I needed. I moved in, ready for a fresh start.Until I walked into her mansion and saw him. Marcus. In her arms. My fiancé was her boyfriend.Rage burned through me, but I swallowed it. I needed this job. He begged forgiveness, fed me lies about a big contract, how he never stopped loving me. Weak, stupid, lonely. I fell back into him. Secret touches, stolen nights, right under her nose.Then everything exploded. I came home to blood and sirens. Marcus swore he didn’t know what happened. But when the police started digging, he pointed the finger at me. How do I escape this? Who's the father of the child growing inside of me?
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“What's up, man,” the voice reached me from the doorway. Familiar, and a little bit cheerful, as usual.
Slowly, I lifted the nape of my neck off the headrest of the seat, pulling my eyes open like some heavy lid. Head banged hard like it wanted me dead. Detective Bradford stood in the doorway, his upper body leaning forward inside.
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