Kiss Me, My Wrong Bride
Asher raised his head, looking into her eyes, “For what? I don’t think we need wine to make this night more memorable.”
Calantha looked steadfastly at Asher. And just two seconds later, he gave up, “All right, I’ll go downstairs and get the wine.”
He said and did it right away. When he went down to the kitchen, he got a phone call from his assistant, Henry.
“What good news for today,” Asher gritted his teeth, said and hanging up.
When Asher returned to the room, Calantha had changed into a yellow duck patterned pyjama. Asher put two glasses of wine down on the only table in the room, and Calantha also thought how she could pour the sleeping pills she had into Asher’s glass.
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