A Love Affair

A Love Affair

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Finally, Dimitri was going to announce their engagement to his friends and colleagues. Not knowing, it was the most shocking news ever. He never liked her not to the extent of loving Iris. Iris although who thought had finally gotten her happily ever after, was shown to her happily never before. King, who didn't like to go near women had to go for Ivy after seeing Iris in that revealing dress. But was fate to let them be? Iris replaced Ivy after he learnt of the truth that she was a twin. King cared for Iris as a father, boyfriend and a partner who only satisfied her in bed. That was what he knew. What then happens when King is confronted by Iris as she had fallen in love with him? Could a mere question like 'what am I to you then?' separate the two, in this love affair between King and Iris, what of their families?
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//Please note this story is under heavy construction! Read at your own risk.// If you look for perfection, you'll never be content. ~Leo Tolstoy . . . . . . . A flower is to be always beautiful lest it is cast away. A flower is to be innocent and pure. Delicate in nature, ever to bring squinting smiles to those around. A flower is perfect. Always perfect. She was the perfect embodiment of a flower. Her name, Iris. A thorn is sharp like a knight's blade. It inflicts pain and draws blood if one dares to get close. A thorn protects a flower from the wickedness of the world. A thorn is attached to the king, ever guarding. He was the perfect embodiment of a thorn. His name, Luca. She was an iris in no need of a thorn and he was a thorn in no need of a delicate iris. Thrust together by an arranged marriage, the unlikely pair, the thorn, and the flower must now find a way to co-inhabit in the same garden. Bracing the strength of the winter, will their love and companionship last for the spring season or will the cold betrayal of a parasitic orchid, the overflowing herbicide of lies and the perfect perfection of the Iris trample the delicate budding bloom of their affairs of the heart?

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