Obsession Of The Billionaire
Even if it was a happiness that I had to seek, and not that it was instantaneous, it was still a form of happiness, and that was enough for me.
Gradually, my head got involved with that story, and another plot began to appear in my head, so that I even stopped reading the book and kept my gaze stuck in the farthest of the worlds, imagining the story of the adult novel that I would write and make it read and acclaimed on any reading platform that I made it available. Even if it was a book that involved fantasy, it would still portray the real life of a woman who fought for her dreams and met her prince charming. I could do that. I could write about an impossible love and make people like it.
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