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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 · Urban
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FIND HER

"Shall we return to the Tordoff residence?" asked Richard, he looked at Misha through the rear view mirror of the car as they exited the housing estate.

"Yes," Misha replied curtly. He then looked out the window, at the very bright night view, wondering what Alia really wanted to say.

It wasn't at all like his nature to know other people's business, but this time it was different. His curiosity about what was in the girl's mind kept bothering him. Even her unusual reaction made him unable to stop thinking about it.

Especially her eyes...

The look in her eyes still dominated his every thought, even now.

"Richard," Misha called in a low voice.

"Yes?" asked Richard, waiting for orders from Misha. He glanced at his troubled expression from the rearview mirror.

But he didn't speak right away, then after a few minutes he said, "Find out where she is."