The Warmth  Of Stranger

The Warmth Of Stranger

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💐🧿"We all know, when the elder daughter meets the only son, the story is really nailed and 💅goated." A women who fall in love with darkness of her lifeand has no one near to her heart who hug her and decreases her load⚡ A Man with double role he was so cruel this much insane that he can snatched a person eyes,heart, and much more without thinking twice and in a second he can be a Man with Dimple cute and like a baby ✨ Painter × Mafia Elder daughter & Only sons Dark romance with slow burn Bucket list 🌠 Being a perfect desire × being a better Stranger to enemies Stanger to friends to lover Contract Marriage Forced marriage In this story two story are going to twist but starting are not going to messed both so I will messing up Mmm after 5-6 chapter I am messing because baby I am clumsy 🐥
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"He looked at her like he just realized what love is." ✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩ "Can I..." I hesitated for a moment, but because it's the one thing I needed most, I pushed through, "will you just hold me for a minute." He didn't hesitate and tugged me against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around me, and then I felt his breaths warming the top of my head. Slowly, I turned my cheek, and then I listened to his steady heartbeat. I shoved all my fear, my confusion, and my uncertain feelings for him aside and allowed myself to be weak. I closed my eyes, and grabbing hold of his sides, I fisted the fabric of his shirt. Before the tears come, I pulled away from him but he took one look at my face then yanked me back to him. Emotions whirled in my chest, and then a new one joined the chaos. Affection. It's as if he knows exactly what I need without me having to say a word. He pressed kisses against my hair, his voice an anchor that kept me from drowning as he murmured, "It's okay, love." Another kiss, and his arms clamped tightly around me. "You have me."

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