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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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GOODBYE

Tonight, they were at a small airport which was a private property of the Tordoff family. Hailee and Ramon were there to send off Ian and his sister, Ciara.

Ian had to leave for a while because Giana would definitely be looking for him and that was a dangerous thing, considering that Ian was the one who had supplied her with drugs.

Therefore, Ramon would hide the man's whereabouts for the time being.

"It won't be more than two years," Ramon said, promising that. After all the problems were solved and Giana was under control and the situation was safer, then Ian could come back at any time.

"Two years…" Ian nodded his head. Two years wasn't a long time, but it couldn't be said very short either, especially when he had to be away from someone who had been in his head lately.