"I've always wanted you," he murmured into my neck. "But I had to marry her first," he said.
After my mom married Paul, we moved in with the generous billionaire who showered us with gifts, including clothes, vacations, and even my first car. But the man of the house wanted a baby ... and at forty, my mom was past her childbearing years. Unless we wanted to be out on the streets again, I needed to put my fertile, nubile body to the test ... and produce an heir for the billionaire!
See the "Look Inside" for a steamy preview of the brat's encounter with her man!
