REMEMBER MR. LUKE SMITH

REMEMBER MR. LUKE SMITH

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REMEMBER MR LUKE SMITH(ON-GOING) By:tonet04nkslva (A/N: This is my first time making a story, publishing here in wattpad! So be aware of gramatically error such as wrong spelling, wrong grammar etc. And I hope you like my story! Vote. Comment. Be my fan! Hindi yung ginagamit kapag mainit! Char0t! ^_^) LUKE SMITH is a 1/2 Italian and 1/2 Filipino savage multi billioner. He is extremly rich, gorgeous, irresistable and sexy as sin. He got everything. Looks Money Wealth Limited edition of luxury cars Yatch Hotels Malls You name it.. He is the best example for the untamed demon hiding in angel-looked face. Every one fear him. But behind those intense killing stare lay his broken and shattered heart. SOFIA ADRIANNE CARLOS left him. His girl. His life. His wife. But she left a note
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||-Ongoing-|| 'I hate you! I hate you! I'll never be the wife that you deserve!' 'I do not want the wife that I deserve Cassiopeia because it is you that I want.' 'Then,' she hesitated for only a moment, 'I'll never be a wife still yet yours!' she promised him. 'Say that again,' he told her in a hard angry voice, 'and face the rowen,' he dared her. Despite the threat, she climbed out of bed and went to him. She tilted her head to look challengingly at him with her sharp green tear stained eyes. 'I will never be a wife much less yours,' she repeated in a terminal raspy but rather confident voice. He stared at her for a long time, internally simmering. The tension in the bedroom thickened greatly. Silence reigned as their stare down intensified. All in the room stood in trepidation, awaiting his eppy. 'Everyone,' he ordered in a calm yet jussive voice that betrayed the extremity of his anger. 'Out!' he finished. They all festinated out, skedaddling away as quickly as they could before anyone of them suffered from transfer of aggression. And when the door closed with a small click sound behind them, he drew her to him unexpectedly. 'You are mine,' he simply told her with surety before he lipped her. --- 🌫 She knew nothing, except that she wanted out, away from him-the beast. She knew not what she wanted, especially with a damaged head and fragmented memories. But, she just knew that she wanted nothing -absolutely nothing- to do with the monster that always left her in perplexity. --- 🌫 He wasn't what she thought he was. He was what she would never dream to think. He was a part of her and she was a part of him. He would never let her go. She must be there, with him, under his spell, wrapped around his thumb lest everything would go wrong. And if it did, he was the only person who could try, mean try to put it back in place. For with her, nothing wrong could ever be right. --- #3 in Royal love #3 in Satisfying #4 in Fated lov

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