My Whoreish Ways

My Whoreish Ways

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Penny ain't nothing but a gold-digging whore, a heart breaker a liar and a cheat, and she knows this very well. She doesn't have time for love or doing the right thing. All she thinking about is herself and how to stay in the game. With her mother dead since she was two,she had no one to teach her how to be a lady, and didn't care. Suddenly getting feelings for more than one guy she just wanna get money out of she pushes them away only to be left more confused than before One day she just goes to far with one of her banks(as she like to call the men/women she took money from) they come out looking for her blood, slowly taking lives of people she knows. And getting closer to the few she cared for.
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A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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