One Last Chance

One Last Chance

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Mar 28, 2013
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Fiction
Paranormal
Always on call to Collect, Lukas Chase has been in search of a way out of an ugly career choice, but his debt runs deeper than sin. Trapped in unpleasant binds, Lukas is given 72 hours to track down one woman and bring her in. When orders are given, Lukas must obey. Will one woman change his destiny? Haunted by dreams of a different world, Tamara Walters has always been on the outside looking in. Although denied many of life's little wonders, Tamara thought things were going well; until one accident lands her in one of the top mental institutions in the state. Will they lable her crazy and lock her away or will her offset dreams and a mysterious stranger set her free?
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"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

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