My last wish

My last wish

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Standing in the alter he said, "You were the light that light up my world , the hand which I will hold onto , no matter what happen in the future, " he paused for a second as he look at me with a genuine smile , which was now barely even possible for me to take a glimpse of nowadays , "No matter what come in our way good or bad , I would never let you go , and I know you would do the same . I will love you till my last breath, and be loyal to you no matter what and trust you . " A shaky breath escape my lips , as yet another tear fall again as I slowly traces our wedding photo with my hand , finding it hard to stop sobbing . Now , I was alone in this marriage. I completely failed and now it was only me , holding onto those sweet word he said to me.
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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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