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Her father always did everything she wanted and she didn't dare disobey him in return. That was why she couldn't refuse the marriage. She was so lost. Getting married to someone she didn't know at all. But she did make her research about him. According to what she heard, he was actually a very good-looking man. But was known to be a total womanizer and play boy. He had up to 10 girlfriends and to top it all, he was a flirt with guts. And Sierra hated this.. She was looking out her window inhaling the fresh air, and trying to calm herself so she wouldn't get annoyed by this impromptu setup. She was also afraid of ruining her father's plans.

Hi, I just meet this awesome girl who help me editing this book. I truly appreciate your effort dear. I can't thank you enough... Thank you... Tiwana0768 Archer PoV "I am not going to marry anyone, most certainly not a women I don't know or even exist. To hell with your stupid business." I snap angrily towards my father and my grand father.

She giggled and I almost gagged just thinking about it. "Come on don't make me gag while I eat here!" Making Lila laughed at my comment. "Just let her be, she's just normally like that! If books will walk there then there you can get her attention. Boys are just not her thing!" And I am so agreed to that!

I'd made love to her, I'd loved her with my body, and every single day after that, I asked myself the same question. What was wrong with me? I mean, I certainly must have had a screw loose in my brain when I called Jay Ives and bought her those novels. I literally hated romance novels. They gave women unrealistic expectations of romance and relationships that men couldn't live up to. And I didn't get the whole point of drooling over overly endowed men and detailed sex scenes.

Anything else. That’s when I remember the library book I should’ve returned weeks ago. The librarian’s probably going to bite my head off—but honestly? I don’t care. I’ve read that book so many times, I could quote it in my sleep. The romance between the Prince of England and the American president’s son… what started as hate turned into something powerful, something unstoppable. A love so intense, not even the gods could break them apart. I dream of a love like that. But in my messy little life, it feels impossible.

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How would I be able to become independent on my own and leave that annoying prison I call a house away from the evil bitch and her mother. If I agree to be his lover I will only be just a meaningless hookup to him and am sure he won't have feelings for a girl like me. Who am I kidding... Fairly tale don't exist in real life just on TV and story books. What was I thinking he would be the rich ,handsome Prince charming to sweep me off my feet ,fall in love and leave happily ever after. I really need to discuss this with somebody ...not to make the wrong decision. Ha! Angela...why didn't I think of that.

She teased back and I shook my head "I don't have the feelings that I feel for Christian towards Dean, it's different." I said and she nodded "I understand but instead getting tired loving someone, it's better that someone love us. They won't hurt us Hailey." Lia advised "I know but I can't force my heart and just give it to Dean, I can't. I know he's so kind and perfect but I don't know what my heart doesn't beat for him." I sighed "Christian will only hurt you and as your bestfriend I'm sick that he kept hurting you." Lia looked at me and I nodded

I just couldn't afford returning home without a job. "Well welcome aboard!" He exclaimed and slipped my file in his drawer close by. With a wry smile, I stood up and thanked him. I was to return the next day. I felt like screaming for joy, or let me say pain. Teaching was the worst job ever for me. It was my second list after detective. I wondered why I hated working, but I just had to right, this is the 21st century, and we've got to struggle to survive but to me, this wasn't what I wanted. As I cat walked, I came across a grocery shop and I hopped in. I was going to sponsor today's meal with those horrible neighbors because I got the job. They more like agents fixing people with works and