A Situation From Spain
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MatureOngoing38m
Last published Tue, Mar 17, 2026
For the love that should've ended sooner, and the lives it chose to rearrange instead.
©Copyright Bella Marie 2026, All rights reserved.
She meets Benecio in Spain while on vacation and has an encounter like she's never had before. Fast forward to her life with her new fiancé and when she meets his family she's horrified to discover that Benecio is her fiancé's father.
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