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"She picked the pedals off of the flower, then she froze. Then that's when she knew, that the next pedal will never say 'he loves me' ever again." ---------------------------- A story based on a very new perspective, where the future lover speaks. A girl, who is completely unknown of what the future holds, seems to become a part of what can truly happen. She's involved in a relationship, while the future only hurts as watching, since they must wait for her to arrive to them. So unaware of her love, that she puts herself to believe that her current love could be her last and her forever . The future downs themselves more, since she doesn't learn of what is correct. Will she fully realize that maybe love isn't always at the moment of the blink of your eye? She might have the answer at last, with the future beside her.
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He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? *** As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?" "That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath. "But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp. "Stop moving, Mrs Grey!" "No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?" "I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's. "It means the same!" She rolls her eyes. "I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist. "So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

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