Arranged Marriage To A Hot ......Jerk

Arranged Marriage To A Hot ......Jerk

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Hey guys!! This is my second book that I have written. Yup I'm also Lifehater001 so please go check it out!! This is a challenge against Lovehater129! So please go check out her book also!! Please comment and vote!! What if your parents married you off cause they were in debt. What if you already had someone you liked? What if you had to get married to a hot jerk who was rich? What would you dowith a marriage without love? ------------- ★Sneak peak ★ " I never wanted to marry you. Who'd want to marry a jerk?" I said I could tell he was angry from his eyes but he moved closer to me I would've moved backwards but I was already against the wall He moved closer until there was no space left between him and me. "I know that you didn't want to marry me but now I'm actually liking this." he said It sounded like he was enjoying this. I tryed to push him away but before I could his lips crashed on mine. His lips were so soft an.. WAIT I HATE HIM!! No it can't be... I'm in love!
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"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length. My heart started to drum fast. It made me take a step back until my back was flat against the wall. "I said get out," I repeated, trying to sound firm when he was only a step away from me. He stood in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket. "Last time I checked, I still own this place," he said arrogantly in his deep voice, which made me want to sink into the wall. He stood in front of me. "But it's my workplace," I breathed out when he cut an inch of distance between us. His body was not touching me, but my body still twitched as if his calloused hands were moving all over me. I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself, but my heartbeat raised when I heard steps coming towards us. "Someone is coming. Go from here," I found myself pleading. The steps became louder as if the person were just a few steps away from opening the door. I don't want rumours to be spread here. An evil smile formed on the corner of his lips looking at the distress on my face. "I'm not afraid to be seen with my wife," he said in his deep, low voice, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes snapped towards him in anger. I know he was doing this on purpose because no one here knows we are married. Why is he breaking the deal?

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