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He warns while flashing his intimidating green eyes, "You want condom, you got it. But take your birth control, I don't want any surprises."
"Romantic," I roll my eyes boringly.
"I mean it, Eve. I don't want any surprises."
"I get it, you don't want a bastard to ruin your perfect wedding, perfect marriage with your perfect fiancee. Got it, loud and clear."
"Good." He straightens his body then fixes his suit jacket before going to the door and leaves.
Eight years ago when I married a billionaire I thought my life would be a lot better, that I don't have to worry about money, that I'm gonna have someone by my side no matter what happens.
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