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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

jikanyotomare · 现代言情
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NOT AN EASY ROLE

Hailee's decision to visit Zia immediately proved to be the right one, because once she got there, she could see that the situation in the house was very inharmonious where Uncle Diego's angry roar and Zia's sobs could be heard out in the yard.

Some of the maids who had worked there for a long time looked frightened, but couldn't do anything but mutter quietly, begging Diego to stop. They were standing on the side, a little bit away from Diego and Zia, standing with trembling bodies, because this was the first time they had seen Diego this angry.

Meanwhile, Zia could only cry while apologizing. She didn't even know what to say anymore, as if she could only speak one syllable 'sorry' continously.

On the other hand, Diego destroyed anything he could reach, making the living room in the house, which is usually always neat and tidy, look like a war zone with shards of glass strewn across the floor.