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Chapter 7

“I just wanted to test my soon-to-be bride if she fits my taste,” I murmured between her lips.

To be honest, I never knew I was a very good liar.

“And what if I’m not?” She scooped my face, parting it away from her red shining, cherry lips. Why is this woman playing hard to get?

‘Dearest Goddess Selena, please make my fucking woman crazy for me…’ I prayed. Well, it’s more of a demand than a prayer.

“You will be. I will not save you from your family if you don't fit my taste,” I smirked because my face loves to do it.

She nodded. “My family. They are…”

“They died a week ago.” I hate to tell her that but the truth always hurts. It even hurts me when Jason ‘truthfully’ told me that I must wear a deodorant if I want to keep women clinging to me.

Of course, I’m angry at my brother. He has a goddamn two decades to tell me that I smell and he just recently told me that unpleasant truth about me minutes befo
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