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FORTY FIVE | THE PRINCE IS HERE
"Nadia! What are you doing?" Granny stepped into my room with a frown on her face.
"I can't decide if I should let Ian know about the baby."
"Can't decide would be an understatement," she said, picking the mess I made.
I was sprawled out on the floor in my nightclothes amid dozens of crumpled unfinished letters to Ian. Would he care about the baby? I definitely didn't want one, at least not this soon.
An unmarried pregnant girl!
There was only one time when a courtesan got pregnant despite taking birth control. Prince Damian took no responsibility. In fact, he threatened to kill her if she kept the baby. Her family banished her, and she was forced to live somewhere away from the community. No one heard from her again.
"Granny, if I don't tell anyone about this and give the baby up for adoption, will someone take it?"
"I doubt it. There are countless homeless children on the streets. Foster cares and orphanages are not reli
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- The Prince and His Sex Slave FIFTY FOUR | KREMSBURG
- The Prince and His Sex Slave FIFTY THREE | SOMEWHERE FAR
- The Prince and His Sex Slave FIFTY TWO | SO CLOSE
- The Prince and His Sex Slave FIFTY ONE | THE BALL
- The Prince and His Sex Slave FIFTY | THE FAIR
- The Prince and His Sex Slave FORTY NINE | THE CHARMER
- The Prince and His Sex Slave FORTY EIGHT | THE PRINCE AND I
