The Arrangement
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❝Look, you almost lost my career!❞ He told me with full of hatred and annoyance in his voice.
I rolled my eyes.
❝It's just a kiss!❞ I replied and I put both of my hands in the air. I faced him with an annoyed look also.
❝It's not! It can ruin anything.❞ He said with a trace of sadness in his voice.
I sighed and raised my eyebrow. ❝So what do you want me to do now?❞ My conscience is eating me. Besides, half is my fault too for kissing him.
❝Be with me. Marry me.❞ He looked at me seriously and desperately.
What the hell?
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Can a "kiss" can just be a simple kiss? If not, then does it have a deeper meaning?
Or it could only ruin and break their lives?
Is love worth the risk and sacrifices? Or was it the opposite one?
Let's find out in this story.
Copyright © 2017 by sℋaℛaℰdz (sharaedz)
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