FAKE MARRIED (Del Cara series2)
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  • LECTURAS 28,704
  • Votos 476
  • Partes 42
  • Hora 3h 13m
Continúa, Has publicado may 30, 2018
Contenido adulto
PROLOGUE:

"It's this true!"sigaw nya habang tinutulak tulak ako.

"Paano mo nagawa to Sam! Bakit?"tanong nya gusto kung pahirin ang luha nya ngunit mali.

"This fucking life is all lies. You make me believe you."dugtong nya.

"I'm sorry! Akala ko mas mahal kita."sagot ko.

Kita sa mata nya ang sakit.

"Samuel bakit? Paano mo nagawang gawin akong tanga."tanong nya.

"I really try Liana but I can't, sya parin ang mahal ko."sagot ko.

"Fuck you Samuel Del Cara, If you think na magiging masaya ka sa kabit mo go to hell but I will never sign that paper." sagot nya.

Aniya bago tuluyang umalis ng bahay. What would I do? Alam kung gago ako dahil nasaktan ko si Liana pero I really try to love her as my wife.

Pero kahit limang taon na ang nakakalipas sya at sya parin ang mahal ko. 

Lumayo ako kay Lee dahil sa arrange marriage namin ni Liana hindi ko matandaan ang nangyari lasing ako nun paggising ko may kasama na akong babae at si Liana yun nakita kami ng ama nya. Naging shot gun wedding ang nangyari. Pinilit ako ng ama ni Liana na pumirma sa West kung hindi babarilin nya ako.
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This was my first time. I patiently waited for the man Dua Begum told me would be my first to bed with. After starting to bleed two years ago, my stepmother left me at a pleasure house when my father abandoned us. Since then, I've accepted the pleasure house as my new home. He walked in a black Kurta with subtle green eyes and a deep voice. The moment he asked my name and age and then proposed to me for the wedding, I fell in love. There was no denying it. I was just fifteen, and he was nineteen. But, ever since the night of our wedding, he has not come back to take me with him to his home. He left me alone, stranded, burning for him. I did not know who he was. What did he do? All I knew was that he was the soul of my World. My Jaan-e-Jahan. Seven years later, he came back as a storm in my life. As Sultan Rehman Sulaiman. The son of the man who took everything from my family, even before my birth. The reason I ended up in the Pleasure House in the first place. But my love for my husband, the Sultan, is bigger than the mountains, deeper than the oceans, and wider than the skies, even though he is himself a Mountain, impossible to move, an ocean, scaring people to stay away, and a wide sky, impossible to reach. Discipline is everything for him. He is full of love and respect for his family but equally heartless and dangerous toward those who cross him. And, in all of this, I entered his life as a burning flame, a tiny candle's flame, dancing for his attention, crying for his affection, and dying for his love. Until he killed my only loved one. My love died. And, his never bloomed. I was once a bud, unbloomed Rose, who opened my deep red petals for him, and he turned them black, leaving me forgotten inside the dying pages. Was I always forgotten for him? Did he never consider me anything more than a mere responsibility? Will I always be remembered as Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose? Mature Content!!! @Copyright 2025