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Is losing virginity 100% a sin? Then... What about the mouths of scoffers? Is it 100℅ sacred? Because LOVE is not just about virginity. Mary Aram is a beautiful woman from Muara Mua, her beauty has made her a display doll throughout her life. Her honor, children, and property were taken away. Her status as a legal wife was replaced by another woman. No rights, no status, leaving her powerless over her own life. Only true love that is kept in the heart, which enables her to survive? Say there is a piece of love, that love will never lie.
"Miss! You're so beautiful!" Someone pulled Mary Aram's hand, causing her to lose her balance. The girl staggered and fell into the arms of the man who pulled her hand.
Not wasting the opportunity, the man immediately kissed Mary Aram's lips. The girl gasped in confusion trying to break away. Unfortunately the man confidently continued to move forward, locking Mary Aram between the tree and his body.
"Master let me go!" Mary Aram struggled to beat the body of the man before her. The more she rebelled, the more the man clung to her.
"No! You're so beautiful, your breath is so fragrant it makes me drunk," the man whispered, kissing Mary Aram even more passionately.
Mary Aram clawed at the man's face, her powerful claw was enough to make the man flinch and release his hold.
"You're outrageous!" Mary Aram furiously washed her mouth with mineral water. Her face was bright red with rage.
The man smiled mischievously, wiping away the blood from Mary Aram's scratch, "Miss, you look like an adorable wild cat when you're angry. Very seductive!"
"Did your parents never teach you manners, sir? Uneducated!" Mary Aram splashed the man with water, then quickly smashed the bottle into his face.
"You outrageous Mary Aram! How dare you tease my male friend!" A woman ran over and immediately grabbed Mary Aram's hair.
"Meina Aram! Stop it!" The man blocked his female friend from hurting Mary Aram.
"Sister, if he's your male friend, put a chain around his neck! So that this Pitbull doesn't just lick people's faces," Mary Aram kicked the man's leg. Stomping her foot, Mary Aram quickly walked away.
Mary Aram could still hear the man's disrespectful argument with her cousin. Mary Aram wanted to beat the man up, but she was too strong.
["Adam Mizeaz! You can't just flirt with another woman, especially when she is my cousin's sister. That's an insult to me!" the woman was apparently furious and rebuked the unethical man.]
["I'm not your lover Meina Aram! I'm free to hang out with any girl," the man sounded very upset].
As the man named Adam Mizeaz continued to stare at her, Mary Aram immediately ran across the campus garden to her lecture hall.
"That's outrageous! That man is chasing!" Mary Aram accelerated her running, a hint of fear crossing her heart. "What does that man want?"
Mary Aram was getting more and more frantic, the woven cloth she was wearing hampering her running. As she climbed the garden steps, the girl tripped over her own feet and tumbled, almost into the fish pond. In an instant the world was silent and dark...
When she woke up, Mary Aram was in the arms of a man in a strange room.
"You outrageous Adam Mizeaz! What if it wasn't for me? Surely this girl would have drowned in the koi pond," the voice was close to Mary Aram's ears, even her heartbeat was clearly audible.
"Amar Mea, I just want to walk with her! Today is my schedule to teach her class. This girl is so pretty and bubbly, I was attracted to her when I was a group counselor at the freshman week activities."
Mary Aram squirmed, momentarily feeling pain all over her body. "Let go of me, I have to go to class!"
"You can't attend the lecture Miss! You have an injury to your head, and the abrasions and bruises on your feet and hands are also quite serious. You need intensive care," Adam Mizeaz treated the wounds on Mary Aram's hands and feet.
"Intensive care?" Mary Aram tried to get up, she was very uncomfortable in the arms of a strange man "I'm fine! Not dying? Don't try to fool me!"
"Alright, I'm Amar Mea Malawi. If you don't have vertigo, I'll take you home," Amar Mea Malawi carefully moved Mary Aram's body to the side, then got up from the bed.
But in an instant the world seemed to spin violently, Mary Aram pressed her head with both palms.
"You'd better get hospitalized, give me your parents' number," Amar Mea Malawi took out a cell phone.
"No! Don't! I don't want to worry my father. The journey from Muara Mua to here takes four hours," Mary Aram leaned against the wall, her head very uncomfortable. "Just take me to the student dormitory."
"In this condition are you going to live in the dormitory?" Amar Mea Malawi frowned, "You won't be comfortable living in a crowded room while sick."
"Adam Mizeaz, I will take this girl to stay at my residence. There are many servants there who can take care of her," Amar Mea Malawi left the infirmary. Amar Mea Malawi is a decisive person, her decisions are inviolable.
But Adam Mizeaz hesitated, should the girl in front of him stay at Mea Malawi's residence?
***
Late in the afternoon, on Amar Mea Malawi's orders, doctor Adam Mizeaz moved Mary Aram to Amar Mea Malawi's residence.
Under the influence of sleeping pills, Mary Aram did not realize that she had moved. When she woke up, she was in a very spacious and fragrant room. There was a servant who was busy moving clothes and arranging them in the closet.
"Where am I?" Mary Aram's soft voice broke the silence. The girl was confused by her new surroundings, her head was still dizzy and her whole body felt stiff and sore.
"Are you awake, Miss?" The maid smiled kindly and left her work.
"Where am I?" Mary Aram tried to get up.
"You are at Mea Malawi's residence. From today, Miss is staying in this house," the maid fetched a glass of water, attentively helping Mary Aram drink.
"Live here?" Mary Aram was confused, trying to focus amidst the dizziness.
"Yes, the head of the household has taken all your belongings from the dormitory," the maid spooned a spoonful of honey into Mary Aram's mouth.
"This is not good! I'm a girl, how can I stay in the house of an unknown man?" Mary Aram tried to get up. But the condition of her body would not be compromised, the world spun again making her fall back to the bed. All was dark again with only the ticking of the clock, breaking the silence.
'What about this? I have to go!'
Five years ago, Alessia La Rosa's life took a drastic turn when, suffering from memory loss, she wed to Dominic Carter under her grandfather's mysterious arrangement. But their marriage was a facade, bringing her only humiliation and heartache as Dominic showed no love, and she couldn't conceive. Upon discovering Dominic's infidelity, Alessia sought liberation through divorce. Yet, fate had more in store for her. Five years later, spurred by an anonymous email hinting at her lost child's whereabouts, she returns to the city with her twin babies in tow, determined to uncover the truth. As she navigates the tangled web of her past, a surprising twist awaits. Dominic, upon meeting her again, finds himself drawn to the woman she has become, unaware of her true identity as his former wife. Little does he know, the woman he's falling for is not only his ex-wife but also a powerful Doctor and Master Hacker.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
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