His Secret Quintuplets

Donna Davis's Pov

My name is Donna Davis, and I am now jobless.

It should come as no surprise that I have a promising future despite being just 24 years old. However, as of right now, the only way I can earn a livelihood is by making comics at home.

Why don't I go out to look for work? Because I am the mother of five kids. You did hear me correctly, I assure you. There are five of them in my family. In the past, due to my naiveté and the betrayal of my former boyfriend, it even forced me to go to a pub to become intoxicated, and I even gave my first night to a total stranger because of it. This occurred two years ago.

The appearance of the man's face, though, was the thing that took my breath away more than anything else when I woke up. His face has lovely like engraved. Even though he was asleep, he still had a face that was quite beautiful from a sexual standpoint.

I have been able to recall up to this very moment!

It's got a lot of charm.

I don't believe that I'm completely befuddled. On the other hand, I wanted to stay out of trouble, so I gave the gorgeous guy the whole amount of $100, which was the last of the money I had, in the vain hope that he would be happy when he comes awake.

After some time had passed, it was discovered that I had five children. At first, I was completely unable to come to terms with it; but, as time went on, I found that I loved them more and more. Additionally, the sales of my comics were quite successful, which alleviated the financial strain; nonetheless, I knew that eventually the money would run out, so I went back.

Forget it.

While I was standing on the foam board, I maintained the stance of a horse by standing on one foot while tiptoeing and raising the other leg over my head. This looked really professional.

When I had just finished closing my eyes and was beginning to enjoy the peaceful moment of yoga, the door was suddenly flung open from the outside, and I saw five little eggs tumbling in one after the other--

"Mom!"

"Mother!"

"Dona!"

"M!"

"Hum!"

I screamed in a panic, "Wait! Ah!"

They crowded around me and tried to force me to the ground.

I managed to pull myself up off the ground with many children still clinging to my body. Duke climbed up on my back and expressed his desire to be carried by me. His small and itty-bitty legs were kicking with all their might.

I cautioned him, saying, "Duke, don't be such a bad boy."

Duke lifted his hands and leaped off of me while shouting, "I'm not frightened. I'm the greatest!"

Dora's meaty little palm waved, and her eyes were sprinkled with joy, eager for applause. "Mom, mom, I won a