My Forced Husband Is A Billionaire
But as if the devil needed a reason to laugh, dust, from where I don't know, got into my nostrils, and before I could realize it, I sneezed.
The man, who was zipping up his trousers, froze, his eyes darting towards the dark area where the car was parked. Then he started moving closer to it, his eyes narrowed. I gulped, finally accepting my fate.
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