Sour Kisses

Sour Kisses

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"Come with me, Ravel." His breath softly brushed my cheek. But I pushed him off. "I barely know you. How do you even know my name?" "That," he grinned. "Is a long story, my love." One of my eyebrows shot up. "Well, you can begin with telling me now." "But-" "No, I don't want to hear a "but"." He sighed. "Bossy, aren't you." "No, not at all." I crossed my arms before my chest. "People who know me well will tell you that I'm absolutely not bossy at all." He smirked. "People who know you best will tell me that you're the bossiest person they've ever met." "That is-" I sighed and gave up. "Are you going to come with me, Ravel?" He asked again, one finger trailing my arm to my hand. "Are you going to tell me then how you know my name?" "No, because if I did you would only hate me..."
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"Give me one valid reason as to why I should sign this?" He said leaning back on his chair, folding his arms against his chest. "Umm...you'd get a young, intelligent, empathetic, loyal and a passionate wife? And Bonus, she's gorgeous as well." she answered with a grin, flipping her hair back. "You forgot to add childlike." He smirked. "I ain't a child. You're the one acting like a child here. You know the situation we are in well enough, so just sign it. Now will you?" she insisted. "Correction. Not 'we' but 'I'. It's a 'situation' for you, not for me. So, ask politely." He said, with the smirk not leaving his face. "Seriously!?" She frowned to which he nodded closing his eyes. "Argh! Fine-", she let out a sigh before continuing, "Will you please sign these papers?" "Oh Zara, I was expecting better." he showed his displeasure. Zara sighed again. Knowing his intentions very well. She walked closer to him plastering a fake smile on her face. Seeing her approaching him, Evan stood up adorning a smile. Before he could say anything Zara smacked his face with a fist and hit him on the legs with her foot making him wince in pain. She laughed like a maniac watching him plead in front of her. "I'm still waiting, Ms. Zara." His voice snapped her back into reality. What a bold dream! She sighed in defeat, before replying to him. "Mr. Evan Nash, Will you please show some mercy on me and sign these papers agreeing to our contract marraige? Please?" "No!" ____________________________________ What happens when a hard headed and no nonsense man stumbles upon a clumsy yet equally fierce and passionate woman? And life throws an arranged marraige for them. Will love stumble upon them as well? Read as they both make each other's life a living hell and a living heaven, both at the same time, while healing each other's heart. This is the story of Evan Nash and Zara Williams.

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