"I'm yours," she says, her breathing heavy and choked with pleasure. Miran chuckles, his lips grazing hers. He kisses her and loves the taste of her soft, almost silken, and pillowy lips against his. She meets his eyes, "I'm all yours."
    The love story of a romantic Arab Billionaire- Miran Mayer, who goes to any and every extent to get what he wants. He meets Kimimela Cortes- a stunning Mexican nurse who comes to California to make a living. What was supposed to be a business trip for Miran Mayer, ends up being the start of a love story.
With a burning desire to have Kimimela, Miran assures her that he would show her the world. If only she becomes his. Will his charisma, charm, wealth, looks and declaration of love be enough to win Kimimela's heart?

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I'M YOURS PARTLY

 The next morning Kim opened her eyes to a beautiful sun shine in the bedroom, it looked so good that she didn't want to get out of bed, her eyes met Miran's. 


 "I didn't want to wake you" he says, with a glass in his hands. 


 "Well I'm up, come here," she stretched out her hands. 


 "You have to get out of bed, we have so many places to be" he lays closer to her. 


 "You sure do" he placed her legs over his. "Lima told me you didn't go to the mall" 


 "Yeah, I felt so weak" she inhaled, planting tiny kisses on his chest. 


 "Why? is something wrong?" he inquired. 


 "Nothing, I just feel stressed, Dubai was the best option" she hugged him. 


 "Okay, I understand but we have to get breakfast" 


 "You can cook!" she pinched his tiny nipples. 


 "Not today" he moved away, Kim chuckled watching him jump out of bed. 


 "I just want to lay in bed with you!" she lamented. 


THIRTY-FIVE