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BILLIONAIRE'S BRIDE || Slow Editing
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  • Time 7h 2m
  • Reads 917,572
  • Votes 28,132
  • Parts 43
  • Time 7h 2m
Complete, First published Jul 17, 2019
"I'm sorry....." 
"Too late get out"
"No". He said as he pushed me against the Wall and pressed me against my back gripping on my upper arm.
" you are breaking a rule Don't Touch me..."
"Fuck the Rules, you already broke it when you wore this Dress...." My heart Dropped as on the mention of his last words.
"Well Fuck off, you Bastard I don't want you..." I spat bitterly
"Fuck it Gold, I want you..." he said As he Crashed his lips against mine .......

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A/N: May contain scenes of self harm and suicide, I wrote this in 2018 the plot doesn't make sense and the first chapter will likely piss you off, I won't rewrite it and don't plan on rewriting it so read on your own risk.

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