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Capture A Husband: My Asian Mother's Quest

"What the fuck did you send over, Nicky?" Laurie is screaming over the phone at six fucking o'clock in the morning. "It has a note. And I believe that the message was clear." the name Nicky answered. "Well that's exactly, why I am asking!" she exclaimed angrily, glaring at the innocently looking red leather pill box, that is instantly recognizable as a famous jewelry brand, sitting on her kitchen counter, with a note that says - I heard you cry over a guy, here's a small gift to let you know that I'd marry you anytime. With the familiar scrawling penmanship in the white piece of paper, she would know who sent her the note, even without calling the guy on the phone. *** When the guy you confessed to rejected you, and your two exes came back running—declaring they would marry you any time, what would you do? Would you choose a familiar old love or the one that has your heart but doesn't want you? And to add to the chaos, her mother is on a mission to marry her nearing thirty-something ass to any man who breathes. What should a girl do in such a situation? Run away, of course! But then, how far can you run away until all the life's decisions you screwed up in the past caught up with you and you ended up with no choice but to face them. Welcome to Laurie’s adventure and just to be clear this is not a love story BUT a quest. [WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.] --- Book cover by Sendaline_16

Jyojiko · Urban
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237 Chs

Blushing High Schooler

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"Relax, I'm a good driver," Jiro yelled when Laurie gripped his waist too tightly and he could feel her stiffened behind him. 

"It's my first time riding a motorbike!" she yelled back at him. She wasn't sure if he heard her properly because of the wind and the helmet, but Jiro stepped on the gas pedal, and his bike sped up on the highway. 

Laurie's arms tightened around Jiro's waist. She closed her eyes and rested her face on his back. 

She remembered her brother told her before when she rode on the back of his bicycle that she should not fight against the direction of the bicycle. Her body should lean in the same direction where the bicycle was steering. 

Bicycles and motorbikes could be the same, she thought. That's why when Jiro turned right and the motorbike leaned to the right, she fought her instinct that was thinking that she would fall down and did not lean to the opposite side.