ACCIDENTAL MARRIAGE
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  • Reads 16,663
  • Votes 994
  • Parts 32
  • Time 6h 27m
Ongoing, First published Sep 10
3 new parts
"Book 1 of series Accidental Marriage" 


~Glimpse~ 

"WE.  ARE.  JUST. STRANGERS.  SO, DON'T EXPECT FROM ME." He said while glaring at her and she said.

"But now we are married." Her voice came out like a whisper but he heard that.

"IT'S A MISTAKE, I DON'T WANT TO MARRY A GOLD-DIGGER LIKE YOU." He again shout at her and left from there not before giving her a death glare. When he left she whisper.

"You will regret losing me Mr. Ajnabi" 



Just give it a try to this book. You will love it because it's my first story ever and you will find it a bit boring but guys you will see fun in this book.
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