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It's Hard to Control My Naughty Wife!

“I think we couldn't do 'that' just yet, since you're still recovering…” Hailee answered hesitantly, trying to find a reasonable excuse for her current situation. "Bulsh * t," Ramon cursed and got out of their extraordinarily luxurious bed. With impatient steps, the man approached Hailee, like a hunter about to catch his prey. “I'll prove that I'm okay. Better than the best." He confirmed his last word with a meaningful smile. “…” Ugh! *** Hailee found herself being sold by her adopted sister, Aileen, after the death of their parents in an accident. However, on the very night she was supposed to serve the bastard who had won the auction, Hailee managed to escape by killing him. Now, Hailee was in fresh pursuit and must flee the city to escape the accomplices of the man she killed. While she was fleeing from her pursuers, Hailee accidentally met Ramon who was dying from an accident, to avoid those who were after her, Hailee pretends to be Giana, the lover Ramon had been hiding from the public eye. Things got more complicated when Ramon woke up and said he couldn't remember anything. Hailee of course can take advantage of this and continue pretending to be Giana, but how long? And what about the real Giana? ============== ##Meet me on instragram : jikan_yo_tomare ##Cover from Pinterest Check out my other stories: **The Love of a Lycan **PURPLE DAWN TILL DUSK: dearest through the time **THE STORY OF DUSK

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SERIOUSLY?!

"Did you guys make any plans to go out tonight?" Lexus asked as he picked up a piece of shrimp and devoured it. It wasn't clear since when, but Lexus had started turning up more frequently for dinner at Ramon's house now and every time he was asked about it, he always replied that eating alone was not good, but eating alone with the quiet Ramon was much worse. "Why are you dressed too neatly for someone going to bed?"

So it could be concluded that Lexus would only have dinner there when Hailee was there, and although they often have small arguments, that was precisely what turned the atmosphere more lively.

"I like to dress neatly," Hailee answered casually, even though she actually knew what Lexus meant, because now she was wearing a turtleneck sweater to cover her neck, because Hailee couldn't possibly wear a scarf in the house. Lexus would be increasingly suspicious.