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she said with concern written in her voice. I nodded as I waved an assuring smile. “Yes, I’m okay.” “Then what was that about Damian claiming that you were his?” She asked. “Promise you won’t freak out.” I pleaded and she nodded. “You know that stuff I said about being sold off to a billionaire…blah blah.” I said and she nodded correspondingly. I paused, “that was about me.” She didn’t react. More like she didn’t understand. “I’m being sold off to Damian Cooper as a slave in the disguise of a bride!” I said.

To those finding true love: true love,is always understanding,it patient,it stays,it shares your pains and joy And in the last line of the book, she wrote: Love, the kind that stays, isn’t loud. It’s steady. It lingers. Like a whisper at the edge of sleep. Like hope. Like home. it every thing that will ever complete you THE END Dear Readers, please drop Your comment for the review of this book.... and get ready for my next book.. thank you!!!

She crawled her fingers towards it and grabbed the book. "Ok, so I am gonna read this thing. Whatever the shit it is called." Shama said taking a deep breath. She opened the book. It was written- "Love is a beautiful thing. But sometimes we don't understand if we are in love or not. So the first thing I am going to tell you is 9 signs which show you are in love. Whenever that person is around you your heart will beat fast." Shama looked down at the garden Ansh was still there. Shama's heart started beating faster. She held her hands against her heart and continued reading.

( Book is Ongoing and Available on Good Novel and Mobi Reader. I love you ( The victimized ) : A book about a lady who was brutally raped by her uncle when she was younger... She managed to free herself from this and moved on with her life. But the trauma never left... Will she be able to find love later on in her life? ( Book is ongoing and available only on Goodnovel. ) Truth is, I am going to miss you all, readers... Do read the Q&A chapter after this... Love you all.....

Good night" *NEXT MORNING* 🌷Isabella POV 🌸 I received a message on my phone , it was from Rey Hey Beautiful,Good morning,I hope you slept well You know, I just had to pour out my mind yesterday I never believed in love at first sight, but that was before I saw you, I had a great time last night, thanks to you. I knew from the moment I saw you that we would end up going on a date and falling in love. You’re so beautiful and amazing that I just couldn’t resist asking you out. The fact that you’re dating me is a dream coming true, you flatter me in more ways then one. You are my everything!

It didn’t make sense; not even to her. Seeing how beautiful Alison was while sensing her bond with Nick triggered a jealousy in Heloise that she didn’t know existed. If she was destined to spend her life in lonely misery, it didn’t seem fair that Nick would spend his in lovers’ bliss. That’s what it felt like, too. A damned lovers’ bliss! Could she and Nick have had such a bliss? He loved her, and she liked him. Would that have been enough? She had to find out.

He whaled inside her in a spleen of passion. Sapphire respired with wantonness. It has been so long for her. Her body needed him. The muscles inside her womanly folds expanded, facilitating him inside her as he banged her violently and thunderously, extricating his love and lust. After continuous bonks for hours, heated bodies, sweating faces and satisfied sex Carlos slides beside pulling her to his chest. "I love you so much my love, let this lovemaking mark a new beginning for our happy lives ever after." He kissed her forehead and closed his eyes.

I froze. He pushed himself off the door and took a few unsteady steps into the room. “It’s everything.” His voice was rough, jagged at the edges. “This marriage. This house. This life. Seven years, Elena.” He looked at me then, really looked at me, and there was something raw in his face that made my chest tighten. “Seven years tied to a woman I can never love.” For a moment, I could not breathe. The words struck me harder than I wanted to admit. Harder because they were not shouted in anger alone. They were too honest for that. Too tired. Too real.

But because effort no longer felt frightening. And somewhere between half-folded laundry, warm apartment light, and a deeply offensive fitted sheet— they realized something beautiful. The healthiest version of love wasn’t passionate because it was difficult. It was beautiful because it finally felt easy to stay.

"You always said happiness doesn't need to be displayed. Since you never take photos with me, I figured there was no point in keeping it as my wallpaper." He rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling nervously. "Love is something you carry in your heart. As long as we know, that's what matters." A cold smile curled my lips. "But if you never say it, how can anyone be sure who you love?" My words seemed to catch him off guard. He tilted his head, watching me closely. "Honey, you're talking strangely today," he said. I laughed softly. "It's nothing. You should get going. Don't you have an important meeting today?"