INSEPARABLE II
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"...You may be the Queen, but I am the wife!" Chand exclaimed.
An amused smile took over Noor's lips. "Second. Wife." She remarked, looking into Chand's eyes. "I was the first, remember?"
"Your marriage to him ended the day you left him for another man!" Chand exclaimed.
"What?!" Noor shrugged nonchalantly. "He can have two wives, but I can't have two husbands?"
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INSEPARABLE I
"If I have to leave you, I'll start seeing courtesans." He stated. Unfazed, "go ahead," whispered the woman of his heartbeat. Prem took one hand off her back and brushed the loose hair at the side of her face behind her ear. "I'll make sure to pick the ones who resemble you the most." "Go ahead." Noor eyed him in a trance. Her smile sensual and smitten. "I'll take a new one to bed every night." His thumb caressed her earlobe. Noor smile widened. "Go ahead." "I'll call them by your name." He somehow managed to keep his train of thought going despite being utterly enchanted by her smile. "Go ahead." Noor confirmed in the same tone. "I'll marry Chand." He said seemingly running out of the list of things he would do with the courtesans. Her smile stumbled and a hint of unspeakable pain flashed in her eyes before she recovered it again and whispered, "go ahead." That little flicker of pain in her eyes killed Prem. "Fuck you.." he said in anguish. "Say 'go ahead' one more time." Noor let her piercing dark eyes settle into his before sensually declaring, "go ahead." Swiftly turning over so she was underneath him, Prem removed the pillow from between them at once and shot forward to find her lips... *** They are leaders of opposing provinces brought up with nothing but hate for one another. The world watches with bated breath when they come across one another in the assembly at the royal courtroom. What appears to be mere infatuation with a magnetic enemy on the surface turns out to be eternal love conspired by destiny herself. Presenting Prem and Noor in a new timeline in a different era in another world.Lengkap
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