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Ah her ultimate ansas obvious to them both She had no options

She’d accept his offer She’d have the billionaire’s baby

A down on her with an intensity that ree Call your lawyer”

Quint’s words had an edge that proved he wanted this ret this, Amara,” he said in deeply tiret it”

But he rong

A part of her already did

Chapter Seven

Ten Months Later

DAMNED IF SHE DIDN'T REGRET IT Where the hell was Quint?

Aein the postpartuht above the door had been turned off As if in tune with her spirits, the rain had been pouring for nearly an hour, starting right after she was transferred from the delivery room

It was an extremely comfortable, homey room, entirely unlike the other, sterile environ her stay at the hospital It seemed more like a hotel roo area with a sofa and wing-backed chair As always, Quint had spared no expense

The tapestry curtains were drawn back, revealing a hazy view of the breathtaking cityscape Ahtning that jumped frohtly with the din of thunder as the rain and wind beat against the sash Alad for the distraction

For the hundredth ties or texts from Quint She couldn’t see hoas possible For months they’d communicated nearly daily, at least once, usually rown accustomed to his presence in her life

And now, on the day she’d finally given birth to his son, he had disappeared She scrolled down to the last text he sent:

In the air and headed to you