Marriage by Business (Darius POV)

Marriage by Business (Darius POV)

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Marriage by Law from Darius's Point of View - can be read alone or together with the published novel: Marriage by Law *** Darius didn't want to marry, at the same time he had no valid opinion on the terms and conditions that came with 'marraige'. His parents wanted him to marry for a business deal, he just wanted to be the best at what he did, that was, his company making the top 10 in ASX. A simple nod turned into a full pledged woman in his house, who was there to just make his life hell. He was sure of it. It was a plot by his parents.
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