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Previously entitled, My Overly Possessive Billionaire.
"Fine!" I acquiescently cave in. "He better keeps his eyes off of you, or I'll poke his eyeballs out of its socket!" I grumbled exasperatedly. She just shook her head again in disbelief. It seems like it's becoming her habit soon.
After a few minutes, he came back, and he barely glances to her side which made me happy. That guy is not stupid after all.
I know, I am very possessive, but I'm just projecting what's mine. Whatever is mine, is mine alone, and sharing is not in my vocabulary.
Deceitful Lies, Betrayal, Revenge, All in the name of Love. Will they both find their happy-ever-after?
