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Capture A Husband: My Asian Mother's Quest

"What the fuck did you send over, Nicky?" Laurie is screaming over the phone at six fucking o'clock in the morning. "It has a note. And I believe that the message was clear." the name Nicky answered. "Well that's exactly, why I am asking!" she exclaimed angrily, glaring at the innocently looking red leather pill box, that is instantly recognizable as a famous jewelry brand, sitting on her kitchen counter, with a note that says - I heard you cry over a guy, here's a small gift to let you know that I'd marry you anytime. With the familiar scrawling penmanship in the white piece of paper, she would know who sent her the note, even without calling the guy on the phone. *** When the guy you confessed to rejected you, and your two exes came back running—declaring they would marry you any time, what would you do? Would you choose a familiar old love or the one that has your heart but doesn't want you? And to add to the chaos, her mother is on a mission to marry her nearing thirty-something ass to any man who breathes. What should a girl do in such a situation? Run away, of course! But then, how far can you run away until all the life's decisions you screwed up in the past caught up with you and you ended up with no choice but to face them. Welcome to Laurie’s adventure and just to be clear this is not a love story BUT a quest. [WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.] --- Book cover by Sendaline_16

Jyojiko · 都市
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237 Chs

Unexpected Event

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Ryu watched the woman that he roughly fucked in bed walk out of his room. He was still fully clothed, he only had his fly open as he lay on his bed, totally spent. A smirk was playing on the corner of his lips like a cat that just swallowed a canary for breakfast. He was the one swallowed though. 

The reason why he found the woman so interesting is because she's a daughter of a well-respected family, married to a renowned professor. From the way she carries herself outside of her bedroom, no one will ever doubt that she's living a life—enough to be condemned in society. 

She wanted rough sex. Painful even. And those kinks of hers were hidden from her husband. She came to him to have her fantasies in bed be fulfilled. And that's what made her desirable. If not because of her kinks, he would not spare her a glance. She's not his type.