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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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Apple looked at her father, who was lying on the bed with a look that was hard to explain. The expression on her face was hard to read and she didn't move from her seat for a long time.

No one knew what was going on in her mind right now, but she certainly hadn't closed her eyes all night, as if she were afraid she might miss something, even though a doctor had come and told her that her father would be fine.

Pyro had passed his critical period and was currently in the recovery process. He was under the influence of drugs to speed up his recovery, so he hadn't regained his consciousness until now.

Apple understood, but that didn't mean she was going to stop worrying about her dad.

And as the sun shone through the shuttered windows, casting a golden glow across the room, Apple heard the sound of the door being opened from outside.