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It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

“I think we couldn't do 'that' just yet, since you're still recovering…” Hailee answered hesitantly, trying to find a reasonable excuse for her current situation. "Bulsh * t," Ramon cursed and got out of their extraordinarily luxurious bed. With impatient steps, the man approached Hailee, like a hunter about to catch his prey. “I'll prove that I'm okay. Better than the best." He confirmed his last word with a meaningful smile. “…” Ugh! *** Hailee found herself being sold by her adopted sister, Aileen, after the death of their parents in an accident. However, on the very night she was supposed to serve the bastard who had won the auction, Hailee managed to escape by killing him. Now, Hailee was in fresh pursuit and must flee the city to escape the accomplices of the man she killed. While she was fleeing from her pursuers, Hailee accidentally met Ramon who was dying from an accident, to avoid those who were after her, Hailee pretends to be Giana, the lover Ramon had been hiding from the public eye. Things got more complicated when Ramon woke up and said he couldn't remember anything. Hailee of course can take advantage of this and continue pretending to be Giana, but how long? And what about the real Giana? ============== ##Meet me on instragram : jikan_yo_tomare ##Cover from Pinterest Check out my other stories: **The Love of a Lycan **PURPLE DAWN TILL DUSK: dearest through the time **THE STORY OF DUSK

jikanyotomare · Urban
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SHE HIT HIM

"What happened?!" the woman asked as she ran to Mikaela who was being hugged by her mother protectively. Her eyes turned to the strange man who appeared in this daycare and also another man who was briskly approaching them.

Meanwhile, Misha still couldn't find the right words he could use to greet Kia. Four years had passed and this was the first time for them to meet. He didn't know the right words to say.

'Hello', didn't seem like an appropriate greeting for a time like this. 'How are you?' didn't sound right as the impression was very stiff. 'Is that my daughter?' No. That question should not be used as a greeting sentence.

Therefore, Misha didn't say anything and just looked at Kia, who seemed to remember him and was now looking at him with disbelieving eyes. She was wide-eyed, but her jaw was clenched tightly.

Her expression was the same as all those years ago. Why didn't she say anything? Was she going to leave again without saying anything now?