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Make Me Yours Forever

Her only mistake, was loving the wrong person. She's an orphan, lost her mom at birth and dad five years later. Her aunt became her guardian and got her into modeling school, where she met Jackson. He not only became her manager, he won her heart and they got married in the space of three months against her aunt’s wish. Jackson gave her love, beauty, money... but little did she know it was only a façade. A bait to lure her and hide his arrogant and obsessive heart. Their marriage lasted four years and she endured his abuse until one night when she finally got a chance to escape. Moving into Atlanta seemed like a fresh start until she crossed paths with Jake Robbins, the handsome billionaire heir. "Make me, yours, marry me, Laura." Jake let out. "What?!" Laura opened her eyes wide, staring at the man smirking at her. Saying the most sacred words, using the most casual tone. “We are in the middle of nowhere for goodness sake!” she added “The next minute is not guaranteed, so why wait?” He shrugged. Never in a million years did she ever imagine talking about marriage with the grumpy and arrogant billionaire heir, not after the hell she went through in her traumatic former life. However, with Jake, there was something different, but what happens when her past comes to light? Find out in this story!

veramiles240 · 现代言情
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167 Chs

Falling in love with the boss??

Laura

"Laura!!!" Arlene exclaimed pullinge back from my wild thoughts but I soon slipped back. 

This time, I was staring off into space, sitting on the couch with my legs tucked under me, my mind wandering back to Jake. The way he carried himself during meetings, the way he looked so sharp in his suits, his deep, authoritative voice that somehow both irritated and thrilled me. Why does he get under my skin like this? I couldn't shake the memory of him pinning me to the wall after the meeting, his intense gaze boring into mine as he'd practically ordered me to get my emotions in check. That moment played in my head on a loop, but more than that, it was the memory of our first encounter at the club - the way he'd made love to me that night. Every detail still vivid, his touch, his lips, the way his breath hitched just before…