Falling in love undercover
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  • Reads 2,340
  • Votes 48
  • Parts 38
  • Time 1h 41m
Ongoing, First published Jun 02, 2013
As a journalist your job is to get the story and get out. You must do the job no matter the cost because it's what the people want. To read on someone's life so they can forget about their own for awhile. However when Miala gets assigned a certain assignment she can't seem to do that. Getting to know someone and gaining their trust and love has never happened before. As she trys to due what she came to do, love and drama start to come in the way. Disaster strikes and now it's up to Miala and Jacob to decide what it'll be. Is what they have what they want or is it all just another page in the newspaper? Find out in the journey of Miala and MB.
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I was so damn naive it's no wonder I've ended up here. Kidnapped by the man who promised me forever, just as I'd begun to understand the depths of his betrayal. It's a sad truth I didn't marry my husband for love. I married him for the life he promised to provide, and if I'm honest with myself, I married him in hopes one day he'd fill the void Lucas-my first love-left behind. Now after so many years, they're both back. And in my desperation to feel loved, to be wanted and chosen I've walked straight into this trap. All because I forgot life's harshest lesson... I'm not enough. No matter how much or how fiercely I love, the choice will never be me. Especially now. Surrounded by danger and at the mercy of my husband's enemies, I'm forced to face one final bit of truth. Much like love, hope is for the weak. I was a fool to believe in the vows and promises they made.