My Nemesis, My Baby Daddy
Language: en
I hated Roman Sterling. I hated that two-faced, arrogant jerk. It wasn't enough that he stole my projects, poached my clients, and blocked my promotion. He actually! Dared to take my most precious possession! The moment the bed frame snapped, my soul felt like it left my body. I was bleeding in two places at once. My voice was gone, my vision blurred by steam and sweat. My last memory of that night was Roman gripping my neck, panting heavily into my ear, and chuckling: "You're amazing, babe."