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Sapphire Walter. Going to the party with Emily and Ethan was a bad idea because it was just filled with drinking, smoking and some shameless people doing the deed in front of us like dude we don't want see how you're doing it with her as I sat on the counter and read this book my perfect man, imperfect by Madinah_Writes. It was so fucking good guys but what made it worst that Stephanie a chick from the party was like hitting on my brother and Emily disfigured her face for her claiming her soon to be husband to be hers.

Complete. That was me. That was us. That was everything. And it was perfect. Absolutely, wonderfully, miraculously perfect. Exactly as it should be. Exactly as it would always be. Forever.

I love to read them and feel the love my new family is giving me. Love you guys for reading and supporting me. Your Author- Rainal Valentina

I said laughing as he walked into the bathroom, leaving me with a smile on my face, knowing he was the man I planned on spending the rest of my life with, made me happier than one could even imagine. Sure our relationship wasn't perfect because we weren't, and life wasn't either, but I wouldn't want to be imperfect with anybody else. . . . . . . . . . Thank you guys for all the support ❤️‼️ I appreciate every read, vote, comment and share❤️‼️ I appreciate you guys and I hope you enjoyed the book, if you want to read another book done by me check out Theirs

Feeling his fingers in her cleavage, which reached down to her lower back, made her shiver for a moment… “Are you cold?” he asked. “A little bit,” he answered to disguise it. They drove to the parking lot and Diana could admire her car. A black Maserati that sparkled as if it were an exotic jewel. Ian looked like a gentleman, he opened the passenger door for her, and for a moment they stood face to face, almost touching noses. “Come in,” he said hoarsely. The car smelled of him, of his manly perfume. Diana closed her eyes for a moment, she wanted to savor a little the chance of having found her and let herself go for as long as she could.

“Well, seeing is believing. How about you give it a try and then see if there's a need to revaluate your conclusion. “He says, and I think over his words. Well, I'm in need of help. What's the harm in trying? He seems pretty confident. And if I go through with this, there are only two ways it can end. Either it works, or I get proven right, and it doesn't work. “Fine. “I reply, and he walks out from behind the desk and I get the full view of him for the very first time. He's bent over and is using a walking stick. He rests against the desk and stares sternly at me. Even under the red light, I can feel his strong gaze piercing through me. As if reading me like an open book and absorbing my de

It's because of him that my hair has such amazing volume and healthy roots. "I missed you," I told him like I always do every single day whenever he comes back to me. And I tell him because it's true, I really did miss him. I missed having him near me, I missed having him hold me in his arms and keeping me close to him like the precious doll that I am. I'm his perfect doll.

The curtains were closed after that, and the comments that popped up were all exclaiming in delight. "No wonder Austin's such a popular villain! Did you see how handsome he was in the morning light? Oh my god, I can't breathe properly." "I think I know why that transmigrator left in the end. Do you know how torturous it must have been for her in the past five years? "She had such a handsome man by her side, and yet, she wasn't allowed to touch him. I'd have given up a long time ago if I were her!" "Does anyone have the emoji sticker with the crotch on fire? Send it to me, please. I need it right now."

She thoughtfully prepared breakfast for me and attentively watched my every move. [Wow, she's such an amazing woman. If her legs weren't injured, I'd totally want to marry her.] [I hope this man realizes that the woman who loves him most is already right beside him.] The comments were filled with nothing but praise for what a good woman Claire was. I watched her struggle to push her wheelchair toward the kitchen and followed behind her. Then, I picked up the knife I had been sharpening all night, making sure everyone could see. I stood behind Claire, aimed at her neck, and raised the knife.

ALIYA This was definitely a bad idea. I knew it from the very moment I let Maya persuade me into putting on this fitted black dress that left little to the imagination and these heels that felt like I was walking on a death trap. We stepped down from our uber, the cool night breeze hitting my skin. I took in the long line of people waiting at the entrance to Sexy Peaches. “I knew we shouldn't have come here tonight. We're never going to make it inside with this queue,” I said to my best friend Maya amidst the loud music.