غلاف قصة Your Honor, I Object... to Falling for You بقلم Oluminious
Your Honor, I Object... to Falling for You
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Unica Villarama was a force to be reckoned with-CEO, independent, and absolutely intolerant of men who think they can waltz into her life like they own it. Enter Migs Ramirez, a persistent, cocky, yet undeniably charming lawyer who somehow wormed his way into her perfectly structured world. She wanted order, he thrived in chaos. She ruled in silence, he made sure she was heard. And now, as fate would have it, their paths kept colliding-sometimes in heated arguments, other times in moments that made her question if pushing him away was really what she wanted.

Love was never in her plans. But neither was Migs.
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