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Make Me Yours Forever

Her only mistake, was loving the wrong person. She's an orphan, lost her mom at birth and dad five years later. Her aunt became her guardian and got her into modeling school, where she met Jackson. He not only became her manager, he won her heart and they got married in the space of three months against her aunt’s wish. Jackson gave her love, beauty, money... but little did she know it was only a façade. A bait to lure her and hide his arrogant and obsessive heart. Their marriage lasted four years and she endured his abuse until one night when she finally got a chance to escape. Moving into Atlanta seemed like a fresh start until she crossed paths with Jake Robbins, the handsome billionaire heir. "Make me, yours, marry me, Laura." Jake let out. "What?!" Laura opened her eyes wide, staring at the man smirking at her. Saying the most sacred words, using the most casual tone. “We are in the middle of nowhere for goodness sake!” she added “The next minute is not guaranteed, so why wait?” He shrugged. Never in a million years did she ever imagine talking about marriage with the grumpy and arrogant billionaire heir, not after the hell she went through in her traumatic former life. However, with Jake, there was something different, but what happens when her past comes to light? Find out in this story!

veramiles240 · Urban
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168 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#VILLAIN
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
#FASTPACED
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS

Another DNA test needed??

Laura

The sun was barely peeking over the horizon when I slipped out of bed, my heart beating with excitement. Today was the day we would be bringing Maybelline home. Though I had never met her, I already felt a bond with her, a fierce determination to give her a life filled with love and stability. 

I moved around the kitchen, feeling so happy while slicing fruits, blending fresh juices, and preparing snacks. I packed some neatly into small containers for the trip to the airport, humming a tune as I worked. Before long, my hum turned into a full-on dance, and I twirled around the kitchen, feeling lighter than I had in years.

"Is this my fiancée or a contestant on Dancing with the Stars?" Jake's amused voice startled me, and I turned to see him leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed and a smirk playing on his lips. 

"Ha ha, very funny," I shot back, sticking my tongue out at him. "I'm just… happy."