The Billionaire's Hired Wife
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"You're blushing Ms. Mendez. Does my nearness affect you?" he whispered huskily. Napakurap siya. Makakaya ba niya sabihin ang oo? Mas lalo pang bumilis ang pagtibok ng kanyang puso nang bumaba ang titig nito sa kanyang labi. Heat suffused her, spreading throughout her body.
"No..." she whispered, unable to find her voice. Nanunuyo ang kanyang lalamunan sa nangyayari. She hated that even her voice sounded breathless to her ears. She wet her lips nervously. She heard him cursed.
"Really?" his tone was skeptical and before she know it, his demanding lips settled over hers.
Something new...
Something special...
Something they both never experienced before...
A deal full of lies, deceptions and betrayals.
Can they just ignore everything?
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Or will they let this so called LOVE catch them both?
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