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Love is like a battle… A bloodless battle. And every battle has casualties. But this battle leaves even more torturous wounds. Because the wounds of love are left on one’s soul. He might be covered in scars that this battle of feeling left behind, she was the cure he never even knew he was looking...

«I hope my wife liked the arrangements… for the wedding night.» His low husky voice made her heart skip a beat. She tried to walk away from his reach but to her dismay, he held her wrist in his hand. She licked her lips. He pulled her wrist and her body crashed into his broad chest. Trying to calm...