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Arranged Marriage: To Hear Your Voice

**Mature Content!** "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawson, you can marry my daughter Marga but Sabrina is an exception." "Why? She's your daughter I thought you and my parents had already arranged this marriage. And I choose Sabrina. I won't marry anyone but Sabrina." "Then why Sabrina?" "Let's say that Sabrina and I have a special thing back then," Gabriel said with a little smile. Ferdinand frowned and was curious. "Well, she might deny it." Sabrina Mondragon Alvarez – is a mute rich woman. She's an introvert and hated getting along with rich people who always talk about senseless stuff. She was bullied by socialite but never they knew that behind that innocent-looking woman hides a strong and powerful aura. Being quiet doesn't mean weak but is something more dangerous than anything. Silence would lead all of her enemies to one place that can also be called danger. Soon, she'll have them in the place that she's secretly reserving for those who made her life and family miserable. She said to be someone who can't speak not until he came and chose her to be his wife. Gabriel Lawson - a rich powerful tycoon with a strong background. He fell in love with the woman he had a one night stand with and chose her to be his wife. He would do anything for her. And for those people who hurt her--they must pay a thousand folds. BOOK 2 is here! Please follow for my next novel. Click the link below or just search for Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress You can follow me Discord @ TheIllusionist#4504

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My Butt is Stuck in the chair

Gabriel and Sabrina couldn't hold their longing anymore. He drove the motorbike to their penthouse the nearest place for both of them. As soon as they arrive, their clothes started flying somewhere on the corridor of their penthouse. Both are panting as they ended up on the sofa and that's when the sofa was making that—sound.

She's lying on top of his naked body after their passionate love making. Playing with his biceps, tracing her fingers to his neck and jaws. He kisses her fingers and then her top head.

"How's the dinner?"

"Just fine."

"Didn't Ignacio harass you or something?"

"He can't do that. Besides, Leandro was the host of the dinner."

"Ignacio is still into you." He said.

"But I am into you. You sound jealous?" She said as she put her chin on her forearm that is on top of his chest.