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Intro. She always swore she wouldn't get involved with anyone from that world... but fate likes to play. One day, she went up the hill to do a program — and he was the client: the owner of the place. Cold, grim, too handsome and with a look that dominated everything around him. It was only supposed to be once. But her mistake was letting her heart feel. Weeks later, the delay came. Fear too. She tried to ignore it, tried to disappear... but she couldn't. Then, one late afternoon in August, she gathered courage and went to the mouth. The eyes turned to her, the silence was heavy. And when he appeared, she said, with a trembling voice: "I'm pregnant."

Michael-owner of the hill

@Mia