I couldnt change our past. But I would be damned if Id repeat it There are some things a man doesnt forget. And she was my lost memory. Holly. My curvy, honey-blonde, emerald-eyed American firecracker. Back then, fate had toyed with us. We met. We fell hard. We were torn apart.
The Sheikh's Miracle Baby Daughters
β Scribed by Lynn, Sophia; Brooke, Ella
- Book ID
- 110265245
- Publisher
- Sophia Lynn &. Ella Brooke
- Year
- 2018
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 52 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
Lights. Camera Twins?
The minute I saw her, I knew I would have her.
It was as simple as that.
The junior photographer had my greatest asset intrigued.
That long cascade of rich-brown hair
That set of sky-blue eyes
Those curves in all the right places
My game of seduction had begun.
Frannie lit a fire within me.
And our night wrapped in silk sheets
Exploring each others most intimate places
Her camera clicking away
Hmm, she was my final American pleasure.
I had no intention of seeing her again.
I had other responsibilities.
Back home in Beian.
But then our paths crossed again.
And this time, those sexy curves were different.
Rounder.
Fuller.
Frannie was pregnant.
And the math added up.
I was the father.
Now, Frannie doesnt trust me.
I dont blame her.
But, in my world, I have all the power.
I get what I want.
And what I want is her.
Her destiny, our twin girls destinies, lies with me.
And me alone.
No matter the cost, Frannie will be my wife.
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