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Contract marriage: Will you marry me?

(MATURE CONTENT) "What's your story?" he asks looking at me his voice as deep as the ocean, making me feel he really wanted to listen to me, I look at him puzzled, I wanted to speak but his sharp eyes shimmer under the moonlight hypnotizing me, making me want to keep gazing at him. "Will you marry me?" I asked him. I asked a stranger to marry me when he asked me what my story was. Only an insane person would do that and it was safe to say Peral was not in a clear state of mind, she was about to lose her mother, and all she could think about was to make her every wish come true, even if meant for her to marry, marry anyone. Peral asked a stranger to marry her, but regretted it right after, but what will happen if the man agrees to marry her? will she go ahead with the plan and marry him? Chapter update: Everyday.. (yes, please pray for my sanity) I am not perfect with writing but I love writing stories, so here I am and I hope you find it a good read, and if you do please give me power stones. Thank you very much for taking the time to read my book, and please consider supporting me!!! The book is in a huge editing process, I really hope you to be patient with me in writing the masterpiece you'd love to read! P.S the cover picture doesn't belong to me, if you want me to take it down please let me know!! (kids... read at your own risk)

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Don't you love me?

Peral 

I lay on the bed, my eyes feeling heavy, making me fall, I tried to open them pushing the person away, but the heavy hands pulled me close. I tried to look up but got my head crushed on the hard chest, a similar scent hit me making me guess who it might be.

"Let me go, Mike," I said pulling my hands from Mike's grip, and marched back to the staff room to get changed and start my shift.

I knew Mike would follow me, he always does it. I marched inside the room but didn't lock the door.

"Do you not love me?" He asked pushing the door open and staring at me, and before I could answer him, he moved close to me, grabbing my hands and tightening his grip over my wrists.

I stared at him confused, and he pulled at the end of the wall pinning me to the wall, holding my hands over my head.