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MI VOLAS VIN

Love and praise. Love and lust. Passion and desire. All of that is a part full of charm in every story that is intertwined into human life. Men, women, old, young, rich, poor, all walks of life in all kinds of eyes and skin colors want it. The limitless desire to possess leads to obsession. Obsession leads to madness. You can do anything when you go crazy. “MI VOLAS VIN” Obsession Madness and Desire Making Leonardo want a woman named Jasmine more than anything else and in any way. A dangerous but handsome and passionate man is confronted with an ordinary woman who holds a million charms. Can Leonardo drop Jasmine’e heart with his love? "Until the last drop of blood that flows through your veins is mine. Mi volas vin, Jasmine!" Leonardo whispered hotly into Jasmine's ear, making Jasmine's body tremble with the sensation. "No, this is the wrong thing, Leon!" exclaimed Jasmine. (Contains plot twist, read with passion, Darling!) Cover is not mine, credit to owner. English is not my first language. Please help me to correct if there are grammar or writing errors. Thank you. The reading conditions. 1. Mature content (21+) 2. Follow the author / IG @ dee.Meliana 3. Love likes / votes and comments. G: Dark Romance. Copying and pasting of this article is prohibited in any form !!! I will process the plagiarism legally. Thank you. Happy reading, Belleame.

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Marriage Agreement

Once again, Jasmine smelled the intense aroma from automatic aerosol air freshener. Pine scent. The scent brought her back to her senses. She didn't know for how long her soul wandered, trapped in the zone between life and death.

The blinked eyelids slowly opened. It was late at night. Leonardo had turned off The leading lights. The dim light made Jasmine's eyes adaptable, not dazzling.

[Where am I? Hospital again?] Jasmine saw a bag of clear liquid hanging above her head.

[So I'm not dead yet?] Jasmine thought.

Jasmine tried to move her limbs. Checked if all her nerves were still functioning, checked if all her senses could still feel, and last checked if there was still a fetus in her womb.

However, a handheld her hand. The owner didn't move, still slept on the edge of the bed, held Jasmine's hand. The man's shoulders limp. He was tired after a whole day of fighting for the life of the woman he loved.