"Why can't you come back?" He sniffed, eyes red and blazing with love, and pangs of guilt gnawing on my chest. "My heart beats only for you," he continued, knees propped hard on the floor and head slightly bent. I felt like the devil himself as I watched tears flow uncontrollably from his eyes.
He would not understand, would he? I bit my lips nervously wishing there was something I could do to console him.
"Your sight alone quenches my thirst and hunger. Come back to me and I'll accommodate both you and your daughter," he broke into a weak sob "Come back to me, lest I die," he breathed heavily, holding his chest as he voiced the words and my heart sliced into shreds.
"Oh, Edward!" My rehearsed self-control slipped from its firm stand. "I want nothing more but to stand in your arms forever," my voice vibrated with a brewing sob. "But I'm no more the girl you used to love, I'm now a Prostitute!"


Orphaned Roxanne, manages to land a job as a cleaner in a very prestigious company after four years of waiting helplessly. 
But this job comes with many tasking responsibilities that keep her forever on her toes. One of them being the fact that she has to keep herself from drowning in the grumpy CEO's lusty bed
However, withholding herself from falling into lusty temptation isn't the only struggle she has to face, as she is doomed to find out that the secret of her birth family has been lying beneath her nose, that her moral self-control against lust has slipped out of place and given way to a seed that has zero chance of knowing a father and that there is dangerous killer who would not rest until she has been reduced to ashes.

Selena moved around with her shining head, obviously forgetting how embarrassing she still looked. The lilac gown she was putting on was carefully handed down to her by me and though it fitted her beautifully, it still couldn't outshine my violet off shoulder beaded dress that had received compliment from left, right and center of the company. Her's could not be complimented because of its sorry state. This was so because, the lilac gown had begun to fade in colour, and I had decided to hand it over to the less privileged Selena who, like a complete animal took the dress with her whole heart without any complaint. She complimented her faded dress with an ancient decaying treasure. The sandal she wore could have certainly been used by the stone age men for hunting, for it was as ugly as a cow's faeces. Many workers had cringed at her outlook, even the ever holy Roxanne had let a look of disgust sit on her face.


Chapter 47 - CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN