Never in a million years did she think that, after reading countless novels, she’d end up mistaking the Dark Emperor who held the lifeline of the empire’s business world for a gigolo and sleeping with him! To save her own skin, she promptly ran for it. Two years later, she was carefully keeping a low profile as an anonymous elevator attendant at the empire’s top company, only to be constantly cornered and teased by a handsome, strange colleague.
“Waaah, can you stop messing with me? The baby’s almost here, so just tell me, what did I ever do to offend you?”
“Can’t remember?” The man gave a sinister smile and pinned her across his lap. “Then we’ll have a few more until you remember. I can afford to raise them, after all. How does seventeen or eighteen sound?”
