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Her only mistake, was loving the wrong person. 
She's an orphan, lost her mom at birth and dad five years later. Her aunt became her guardian and got her into modeling school, where she met Jackson. He not only became her manager, he won her heart and they got married in the space of three months against her aunt’s wish. Jackson gave her love, beauty, money... but little did she know it was only a façade. A bait to lure her and hide his arrogant and obsessive heart. Their marriage lasted four years and she endured his abuse until one night when she finally got a chance to escape.
Moving into Atlanta seemed like a fresh start until she crossed paths with Jake Robbins, the handsome billionaire heir. 
"Make me, yours, marry me, Laura." Jake let out. "What?!" Laura opened her eyes wide, staring at the man smirking at her. Saying the most sacred words, using the most casual tone. 
“We are in the middle of nowhere for goodness sake!” she added “The next minute is not guaranteed, so why wait?” He shrugged.
Never in a million years did she ever imagine talking about marriage with the grumpy and arrogant billionaire heir, not after the hell she went through in her traumatic former life. However, with Jake, there was something different, but what happens when her past comes to light? 
Find out in this story!

Make Me Yours Forever

The villa was quiet, bathed in the soft glow of late afternoon sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains. Jake was finally asleep on the chaise lounge next to me, his head tilted slightly to the side, arms crossed over his chest. For once, he wasn't hovering, wasn't watching me with those stormy eyes filled with worry and love. He looked… peaceful.

I sat cross-legged on the plush couch, my gaze fixed on him. My heart ached in the best way possible seeing him like this. He had been on edge since the hospital, barely letting me lift a finger, barely letting himself breathe. And now, finally, he was resting.

I reached over gently, brushing a stray strand of hair from his forehead. "You deserve this rest, my love," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

Just then, my phone buzzed on the side table, jolting me from the serene moment. I grabbed it quickly before it could wake him. The screen lit up with Arlene displayed in bold letters.

Watching over him