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I am not the man of her dreams yet she keeps falling for me slowly every day!
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With a sweet, normal life and a bright career, I couldn't ask for anything else than crossing paths with a stranger from the past.


Little did I know that when he would arrive, he wouldn't come alone but with his dark secrets that would tear through my soul and a life of whirlwind that would turn my world upside down.


And with the serial killer on the loose, I would need to protect not only him, but also my biggest enemy- his father!


I am Elena Bell, and this is my story of friendship, betrayals, revenge and LOVE!

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EXCERPT:-

I sucked a long breath as my eyes widened. The fake pretentious smile broke as I stared at him as if he had grown two heads over his shoulders.

Devon turned to face me again, catching my eyes. With a smile playing on his lips, he continued, "And now that I think about it, I certainly am whipped by your charms, Elena!

I am not great with words, and no matter how much I prepared, no words can contain my feelings as they should.

So here I am asking you directly without beating around the bush."

I watched horrified, as he went down on one knee. People gasped audibly in shock, must be mirroring my expressions.

He finally pulled out his hand from his pants pocket to reveal a red velvet box.

'This is not happening! This is not happening!', my chants didn't change anything at all.

He pressed the small button with his thumb and its lid opened to show a diamond-studded ring inside.

My head turned heavy, and I thought I would collapse right then and there if he continued with that drama for another minute.

Clearly, he was not done yet.
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Arrogant billionaire's enigmatic wife

Jeremy opened the door, and we all let ourselves in into a mess of drink cans, pizza boxes and crumpled tissues. The last time I stepped in this place, it looked luxurious and refined, but today, it looked like a hurricane had hit it.


Devon's grim face turned harder and harder as he took in the state of the place. He clearly despised it, and knowing him as a clean freak, I could only imagine how disgusted he must be feeling.


"Sir? Mason Sir?" Jeremy called his boss but got no reply.


"Maybe he is in his bedroom?" I suggested slowly.


Jeremy nodded and was about to take another step when a door to my right opened, and a figure walked out lazily. 


I was taken aback by Mason's state. Unruly hair, swollen red puffy eyes, dark circles under those dim green eyes, dishevelled clothes that didn't look fresh at all.


Stop Fighting Like Wild Boars!