The Great Seducer (OBSESSION SERIES #1) (OnGoing)
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Hello babies it was my first Published story here in Wattpad as it was just got in my mind and started write in my notebook recently and thinks to write it here..... I hope ya'll appreciate my work..
*Meet Samarah Clair Dela-Vega a daughter of a rich business man as she will be part of Ash Demver Villareal's life The CEO of Villareal industry and company.
they're parents declares an arrange marriage for the both of them but, Samarah didn't like her chosen spouse.
Ash kidnapped her and put her on his world but, Samarah got crazily mad as the day she discovered that Ash is a Mafia Boss the people she hates the most, as she cannot erase on her memory that at the age of ten she was being kidnap by a mysterious Mafia Boss wearing a Hahoe mask. She will try to escape from him but, how can she escaped from him? ....When Ash was planning to seduced her and make her fall in love with him, and make her his wife.
Can samarah could escaped from her chosen Spouse? or she will fall into his trapped.
"Don't Make The Target Your Weakness!."
GENRE: Romance
DESCLAIMER: This story was written in taglish
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