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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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WHY DO YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND?

Ramon arrived at the area of ​​an old office building that had not been used for a long time, where the glass windows of the building had been shattered and the paint on the walls had been peeled off.

David, Ramon's head bodyguard, walked beside him, but there were only the two of them, while the other bodyguards were in different places, they did not enter this area and were asked to wait by the car.

After arriving at the place Ian told him, Ramon stood there quietly, looking around.

"This is a bad place to meet, don't you think?" asked Ramon in the silence of the night, as if he was talking to someone.

However, his instincts were right, because not long after, Ian's figure appeared from behind the broken door of one of the buildings. He was wearing a black jacket and hat, as if he didn't want anyone to know.