His Cold Heart, My Secret Baby
Language: en
My billionaire husband never touches me. But I’m pregnant. To avoid him discovering the green hat I presumably forced on his head, I filed for divorce and ran to another state to book an abortion. Later, he tore my dress apart. His kisses fell like rain, his tone dark and dangerous. "Don't cry. I haven't even started yet." "Be good. Once I become your first love, you won't want to leave."