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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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Yeah, right, while you fuck anyone you want?

Peral

I stumbled onto my feet as the pair of strong arms pulled me away from Mike. I glared back but soon calmed down, looking at the person.

'He cheated on you' The voice reminded me, when I felt relieved by Ethan's arrival making me push him, and getting myself free from his grip.

But it was only a waste of attempt, he did not lose his grip over my arm and pulled me further close to him showing me who has more power.

As if I was not aware of it. "You always run to him," Ethan furiously spoke, digging his nails on my arm hurting me. 

'Wait is that hurt in his eyes?' I thought for a second, as his eyes held something very different from whatever I saw in his eyes before.

'Stop it!' I am not in the place to pity him, soon I brushed my thoughts as there was no way he would feel that, he only cares about himself and even now he is doing exactly what he likes to do 'hurt me'.