The Stripper's Insemination

The Stripper's Insemination

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Behind the flashing lights of a New York nightclub, she hides her face... and her pain. Elle, known only as The Masked Dancer, performs not for fame, but for survival. Haunted by a dark past and terrified of any man's touch, she swore never to let anyone close again. When loneliness drives her to seek motherhood through a fertility clinic, she believes she's finally taking control of her life. But fate plays a cruel trick. A medical mix-up links her womb to a billionaire's DNA. Lucas Dimitri, the cold yet charming hotel C. E.O, donates sperm as a favor to a friend - never imagining that a clerical error would make him the father of two beautiful twin girls, Maya and Dorcas. When he meets them by chance, a mysterious bond pulls him toward them... and toward the woman who hides behind the mask. As secrets unfold and past wounds resurface, Elle and Lucas are forced to face the truth - that sometimes destiny chooses its own path, no matter how forbidden or unexpected. Love was never part of the plan. But neither was the miracle that bound them together.
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"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. "Why are you touching me? I'm a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me? Two persons. Two different worlds. Domination or submission? Relationship? What happens when two persons get into a thrilling, confusing and intense relationship? Love or hatred? Read to find out!

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