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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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116 Chs

He deserves it

Laura

I had no idea Jake was also on leaving the room. I heard when he went into the room, he wasn't so gentle with the door and I thought he would be asleep already. My heart practically jumped into my throat when I saw him there, standing so close, his presence overwhelming the narrow hallway.

"Sorry," I quickly muttered, my voice sharper than I intended. My nerves were still rattled from the outburst we had earlier, and running into him like that didn't help. I could barely meet his eyes before I quickly stepped back, trying to put some distance between us. He didn't say anything, didn't even acknowledge me. He just brushed past me, his jaw set in that hard, unreadable expression I'd grown so used to.