Category: Billionaire’s Baby Snake
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| When his name is Hunter…. LACEY My father is in an advanced state of leukemia and I’ve been taking care of him for the last four years. I dropped my entire CEO career, sold my company, and isolated myself with him to be there for him and his needs. I can’t lose my dad…. However, all the money I had, which weren’t pennies, are reaching red line, and my dad needs his treatment and surgery which cost a lot, and I have no other ways of paying but taking a job after four years of complete retirement from the working field on all sides. At 34, a curvy, former brilliant CEO in the public eyes and a rare and important person in the shadows under the name of Saint, I, Lacey Holtrey, need to get my ass back to work to save my dad. My best friend, Brenda, secures for me a job interview at one of the most reputable movie companies having as head a young billionaire and big mafia boss, 26-year-old Hunter Markle, with the looks of an Adonis and the built of a Greek God. Upon my interview there for the job position as the assistant/secretary of CEO Hunter Markle, things play another way, and from a normal job position, he requires a 24h assistant job from me right before I want to walk away from his office. The damn money I need for my dad take the best of my pride of not working under a younger than me and with not that innocent looks at me boss, so I accept it. But soon enough, my entire past from the shadows comes back like a hurricane…. “I’ve changed my mind, Miss Holtrey. The more I get to know you, the more value I find. Hence, the new salary. Plus, you will take a lot of work as I’m a busy man and lead an empire. You’ll see that the amount of work and time I will get from you, will equal the 100k.” It’s a Devil’s pact I’m signing here. And his name is Hunter. Suitable for the real him. He does air a hunter. Lacey? Dad…. You can protect yourself from harm. HUNTER Hmm… Yes, my name is Hunter. And yes, whatever I want, I hunt it down and take it. However, it has never happened to me to do so with women…. Ha-ha! I’m usually the one hunted down by them and the one refusing as I’m one picky bastard. Yet, the moment I hear Baby Snake’s voice over a phone call with her best friend, Brenda, it’s all it takes for my heart to be shot down and to do the unthinkable since that moment on, as I’ve NEVER done it before. Oh no, I’ve never been in love. I’m one cold motherfucker in general…. Till Baby Snake, that is. Ha-ha! Yeah, she’s got her eyes and her everything like a baby snake who captures you in her hypnotic spell, and damn if you can get out of it…. But all I’m doing is because I’m in love for real with her and I know she’s my one and only baby…. But damn if she’s gonna break before me! She calls me KID! And she’s a tiny Baby Snake before the one I am! Oh… Baby? Hunter is hunting down your love, and the HELL you’re not gonna be mine! Watch the KID! HELL YEAH! Oh…. Saint is mine all the way, love…. No matter what I’ll have to do for it! And Baby Snake is such a bad, bad, bad, bad one…. And I love it…. |
| Genres of the book |
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| Billionaire Romance, Curvy Girl Romance, Mafia Romance, Dark Mafia Romance, Possessive Alpha Males, Strong Female Lead, Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy, Action, Comedy, Suspense, Mystery, Thriller, with the touch of the paranormal, with a HEA. |
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| *This book contains language and mature themes. Suitable for +18 audience because of that. |
| All Rights Reserved |
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| Billionaire’s Baby Snake, by Andra-Cristiana Stan, Romania. Copyright © May 2021. All Rights Reserved No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. |
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Chapter 57 – What’s Wrong With Me?! |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 57 Hunter Exactly when my dad was about to enter the room with his people, as there were several pairs of steps along his, Saint shook her head for a second and almost lost her balance a bit, like something had hit her, yet nothing was visible for such a reaction from her. She…
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Chapter 56 – Shutting The Phone To My F*cking Face As He’s Got Man Balls Now As His Daddy… |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 56 Hunter Well, while waiting for my daddy to pick me up from there, out of boredom, I found some silly games to play on that fucking phone. So, for some minutes or so, I was sitting on that chair, with all those dead bodies around me, and playing one of the games, laughing…
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Chapter 55 – I Told You That You’re Gonna Regret Kidnapping This One, But It Would Be Too Late For That |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 55 Hunter “Is that so, weasel? If that’s the case, then know I have NO son. I have no Hunter Markle son. MY SON is not Hunter by name. He’s a real hunter by blood. And my son is before me, in this room with me. No kidnapping on him. I don’t fucking know…
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Chapter 54 – What The F*ck Is This Loco Saying, Bro?! |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 54 Hunter “Fucking rich kids….” Another one. They were around twenty in the room with me, as they were prepared for how a high-level, wealthy man like my dad would do in such a situation when it came to his own kid. And yes, they were all fully armed and buffed in muscles and…
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Chapter 53 – He’s F*cking Kidnapped And He’s F*cking Laughing!|Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 53 Hunter My dad? He’s the beast of all beasts as a dad, but a good dad. He’s never stepped in for me. Nope. His saying has always been this one since I was a fucking kid…. “Son? You don’t whine, you don’t come to me to tell me if someone has done something…
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Chapter 52 – Strength And Real Power Of Self Are The Ones Giving You That Ultimate Privilege |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 52 Hunter The three men of my baby have just rushed in to the spot we’re on while I’m still with fucking disruptions in my heart, soul, mind, and body for what has just happened, trying to fucking process some sane scenarios for it and get some clues in my fucking mind on how…
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Chapter 51 – I’m Going To Kill You In Such Pains You’ve Never F*cking Experienced In Your Entire F*cking Existence! |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 51 Hunter Jesus…Christ, man…. The fuck is all this…. Oh my God…. And she’s…. I’m watching how the 49 families’ heads and their right-hand men are taken in the air with her visible light whips, and the entire horror scenes with those fucking tentacles or whatever the fuck those are on them in that…
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Chapter 50 – I’m Sorry… |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 50 Lacey I’m sent down my knees while the entire dark matter from the heads and their right hand people is being absorbed in me through my light whips, yet my back is still straight and I’m fighting it with all I’ve got left in me to see it done and clear the people…
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Chapter 49 – Don’t Worry, Baby Hunter… |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 49 Lacey All jump on their feet at my shooting, alert on what’s going down, and their right hands are fast taking out their guns to fucking shoot me out of life. No, the three heads and their right hands don’t do that towards me. They have their right hands with their guns out…
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Chapter 48 – Bad Blood And My Blood |Members Only| Billionaire’s Baby Snake
Chapter 48 Lacey We’re stepping out of the house and at my sight, my men salute me with their heads in a bow. “Saint!” They’re spread in two rows, mixed with baby hunter’s men. His men do the same at me, minus the ‘Saint’ part. They use the ‘Madam’ calling of me. “Garvel?” I address…
