Marriage Camp

Marriage Camp

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Usually when a ten year old kid declares her marriage to her most hated enemy, obviously she isn't being serious. She was only kidding around. Just trying to push his buttons. Funny is it not, because our parents took that declaration to get us betrothed. Business partners do wacky things. Did they expect is to fall in love. I think Logan hates me even more. But I end up liking him, just to get my heart broken. ****** Brooklyn honestly was kidding when she yelled at her enemy. So when they do get married, it just doesn't work out the way her parents planned. To make matters worse, Logan did the unspeakable on their second anniversary. So Brooklyn files a divorce. But when her sister informs her parents. They do the only reasonable thing to do. They send Logan and Brooklyn to camp. Marriage Camp.
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He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

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