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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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SHUT UP!

Apple and Jayden arrived at the Harbor and both immediately found Misha, who had been there and was talking to two men, it seemed he was instructing something to the man.

Meanwhile, between them, there was a small table, which had a rifle on it. Apple had never seen that model of rifle and as someone who lived with Pyro she was naturally used to guns like this.

Misha only glanced at Jayden and Apple who came up to him and let them come closer while he was still talking to the two men in front of him.

"What's this?" asked Apple curiously as she looked at the gun on the table that was about arm-length.

"Don't touch," Misha said quietly and sounded a little sarcastic, which made Apple roll her eyes displeased with the intonation of his voice.