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Leanna

COMPLETED [Mature Content] My life has no meaning. I'm forty years old, a middle age woman. Some say I have a fulfilling life, an architect with a high salary, a one-bedroom condo unit and a face that, although not the most beautiful, certainly warrants a second look. The only thing people criticize about me is the emptiness of my ring finger. I'm not married and don't have a family of my own. I don't feel anything about it. I don't need a man in my life, and I hate kids. The only thing I regretted was how I lived my life. Half of it wasted in school and the other half wasted in work. Before I knew it, I'm already old and at my deaths bed - alone and dying. THEN I WOKE UP FROM THE DREAM. ---- Read my other works: I am the Queen (FL) Genre: Fiction, Mature, Modern Romance, StrongFL, RichFL, PoorML, ColdML Realm Wars (ML) Genre: Epic Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Mature, R18, Romance, RPGelements, GAMEelements, OPmc Angels, Demons, Sprites, Elves, Beastmen Generation of Heroes (ML) Genre: Action, Adventure, Epic Fantasy, Friendship, Magic, Beasts, Game Elements, Multiple Leads, OPmc, Romance, War, Military Trinity the Last White Witch (FL) Genre: Werewolf, Vampires, Witches, Fantasy, R18, Mature, ColdML, StrongFL ---- Stalk me here: Facebook, Instagram, Twitter: MiuNovels ---- Donate for my Milk Addiction: PayPal: Miu.2017@yahoo.com

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[In Love] [Pluffy]

[In Love]

"Uncle Luke, so you . . . ," I paused, finding the right words to say my thoughts. "You, doing all of this is because you wanted to atone for the woman you love . . . through Zoe?"

"Yes, that sums it up."

Uncle Luke sighed and looked at me with his milky blue eyes.

"Leanna, I had a choice back then . . . I made Jansen Conglomerate as it is now, I could make it again even if I was disowned . . . But I didn't . . . and that remained as my life's greatest regret."

When I didn't say anything, he added. 

"Leanna, no one taught Zoe on the ways of high society. Her father doesn't care for her, and her mother died when she was still a toddler. She might be crude, but she has a good heart. She's unruly, but––"

"Uncle Luke," I cut him, "I get it. You don't need to tell me anything. I already like Zoe. And besides, we've already become friends the moment we saw each other." I beamed.