"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.

"How did you get to know about my shag with Edward on the couch?" I asked, not attempting to hide the dangerous suspicion in my voice. There was no need to. For I was done hiding my suspicion and letting her get away with wielding secrets that were supposed to be available only to me.


She threw her head back in a short laugh that sounded very much like a bark and eventually forced herself to get out a comment "Don't get yourself too worked up. I'm not a witch or a ghost" she said, before falling in another short round of barking laughter.


I glared at her with angry wide eyes, trying to stare her amused expression into sad submission "Care to explain how the information got to your fingertips?" I cocked my head daringly. Giving her the heads up of how dangerous I was sure to be if she tried to evade the question.


"Hey! Don't give me that look" she ran back to serious business "My friend lives in your apartment," she said


Chapter 108 - CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT