VOWS OF FOREVERMORE
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  • Reads 841
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Nov 09
Mature
She's everything forbidden to me... yet everything I ache to hold on to.

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"You're the pain in my neck!"

"And you're the overgrown toddler I have to babysit every day!" 

"Watch your tone when you're talking to your boss!" 

"Oh, so now a mamma's boy wants to be treated with respect, Haan?"

"God, you're insufferable!" 

"And you're a fathead!" 

"Fathead? Oh yeah? At least I have a head, a big one, unlike yours, which probably hasn't grown past a grape!" 

"Ha! Yet without me, you wouldn't last a single day. You'd miss me when I won't be around to babysit you."

"Miss? You? Excuse me, Miss, but I'll be the happiest person alive once you leave me. At least, that way I would gain my freedom back." 

"God, have you always been a jerk?"

"No but ever since you've entered my life, Bella-Yes!"

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Join the journey of opposites attracting, enemies to lovers, a forbidden relationship, and a sizzling office romance.

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