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Love at First Night

Just when you think you loved the wrong person, you meet the right one who reminds you what love truly is. And just like that, the fairytale begins. ———————- Lily's life was apparently perfect, she had a good work that kept her occupied for the majority of her time and a husband she deeply and devotedly loved. The women in the city enviously hated her for having the perfect life they all dreamed about. Until the workaholic girl's perfect life image falls apart when her husband leaves her at the altar and confesses he cheated on her, in front of everyone. After that day, her life doesn't appear so perfect to the women in the city that now laughed behind her back. The poor Lily never felt more pathetic in her life and she wished the ground would swallow her down for the embarrassment she felt in the second he declared he had seconds thoughts. The same day, three hours and about four drinks later, Lily was enough dizzy to finally rebel against her (almost) husband's despicable gesture. She wanted to prove to all the people who called her perfect and who said she would never do something aberrant and crazy by having one night of passion with a mysterious man at the club. Little did she knew that the man was none other than the richest man in the city. Cover was commissioned! Do not use! Join the server for free coins -> Discord server: https://discord.gg/FpMxgdeAf7

_Elle · 现代言情
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331 Chs

Wrong lair

"About what did you change your mind?"

"About moving to another house to build from scratch, I want to help you redecorate this one," I said smiling as my gaze darted to the little details of the house so modern but at the same time some furniture were old probably there for years. Maybe he inherited from his relatives some pieces here and there to give the house some piece of history.

He reached me on the top of the bed, folded his arms behind his head, and then laid on the pillow.

"I like this idea, what would you like to change?" 

I turned around and gently laid my head on his chest looking up at him.

"There is nothing in this house I would like to change." I raised my eyebrow slightly hinting at a smile. 

"No? Well, I am probably one of the oldest furniture in the house." 

"Oldest and most prestigious and charming. If I may add." 

He leaned forward allowing me to feel his calm breath on my lips, "so mang generous compliments."