Paid To Love You

Paid To Love You

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I swore to myself to never love or let anyone into my life ever again. I built a wall so high that no one will ever be able to break down ever since the incident happened. I'm Sarah Hardin, I'm the idiot who places people's feelings above hers, only to get betrayed by my so-called family and friends. They were all there watching me with disdain when all I needed them to do was support me or maybe, fight for me. They stood there and did nothing. They watched as I struggle with every bit in me and what did they do? They left and ignore me like I never existed in their lives. I felt tormented in my own home. The pain was unbearable and I can feel my anger slowly turning into hatred. So I had to leave for my mental sanity. Find out what happens when Nick Gaddafi ( Sarah best friend/boss) heard her story and decided to pay a friend to shower her love who eventually fall in love with her.
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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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