Filthy Rich Redemption

Taylor

I wanted a baby — no strings, no complications.
Just a donor I could trust — my best friend.

Axel didn’t hesitate.
He didn’t ask why.
He just made one demand.

No clinics. No cold procedures.
Just him — his bed, his way.

I should have walked away.
Instead, I said yes… and the moment he touched me, I stopped pretending I could keep this clean.

Because I don’t just want a baby anymore.
I want him.

Axel

She asked for a child.
Not love. Not forever. Just a piece of me.

I ain’t a good man. I ain’t the kind you build a life with.

But this was my one chance to touch heaven and pretend it wouldn’t burn me alive. 

Now I’ve had her, I can’t let her go.
I don’t want a night. I don’t want a deal.

I want everything.

And when she realises what I am — when she finally walks away — it’ll destroy me. Because I’d give her the world. But I’ll never be worthy of it.


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