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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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WEDDING

"Alia, you have to persuade Kia to talk to us, you have to tell her that we regret it very much, whatever it is, to listen to us or talk to us again."

"Do you really regret it, though?" Alia didn't want to sound like she was reprimanding her parents, but she was genuinely questioning their intentions. If they were truly sorry, maybe she could talk about it with Kia, now that the relationship between the two of them had gotten a lot better than before.

However, they must know that they couldn't impose their will as all that couldn't be solved in a day or two. This whole reconciling thing would take a lot of time and patience.

"Mother, are you really sorry?" asked Alia hopefully and held her mother's hand, looking at her intently. "Did you really mean what you said?"

"Of course." Amber nodded. She then sat on the edge of the bed, together with Alia, while Lyle stood in the doorway, but he didn't say anything.