The Billionaire's Arranged Marriage Series
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ises.?I alw
-maybe it meant to be broken. Right now, it contradicted everything that I believed
looking back at the dying woman in my arms I failed to protect, I just couldn't let it
e wedding-my wedding in two days. And here I was, working my ass off e
ing about her that I
business deal, and her family was even enthusiastic about that-the
uses every time there were gatherings, even our engagemen
mutual understanding b
again, even if I tried to ig
ck
irst page. Her picture caught me off guard. She looked young in this photograph
y chair. My cheeks burned as if someone
other. "What are you doing here? Aren't you
for from my PI. I was curious about my future wife, and at the same, I wanted to know a b
er father, and so as her brother. Who wa
who chose to save his bu
itch. I hated him even more-he had my future wife on
ur teeth would crack if you wouldn't calm down.
ere again?" I straigh
up on you and make sure you're not getting c
ted to throw them in the trash. I tried to focus on some things, pa
be ugly, fat, with braces and pimples, but if the picture in
held a multitude of secrets. Her nose was straight and perfect. Those l
ownfall. I c
married. It's normal. You wouldn't be human if you
g that my life would change drastically in a matter of two days, I
t the one whose life is gonna be
If you just took my advice to meet an
ant to take care of h
t that she's
r father and Jasper are power-hungry, I feel like
ade the rig
pe she's not a p
brother. It should b
run away and never show up
I will be marryi
fiancee in one sentence made me see red. An unfamiliar possessiven
His eyes glimmered with laughter. His lips twitched in amus
of things I need to settle befor
saluted before he burst
back. Everything was set and ready for the big day, only me that I couldn't think of even getting
the more I stared at it, the more she turned into a fucking swan.?This is not happening.?Some
ould. But by just looking at her image, I wished I was wrong. These unfamiliar feelings of raw lust, rage
phone vibrated on my desk. An unk
ol
f a terrified woman. My hea
ent.?Why do I fee
's t
The line
t the fuck?" She knew me and called m
ed back, but I got the feeling it sounded like her life was hanging i
d quickly from
's t
r fucking Greer, my fu
s glare even if he was not i
's f
he sounded terrified, and
seconds as if he was trading his wo
ld against
the arrangement." Of course, who would willingly want to marry someone like me? I may b
mall cut or bruise on her skin on my wedding day, call every
cour
days, I have a bride