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"FORCED TO MARRY MR POPULAR" EPISODE 3"


 🌳👠FORCED TO MARRY MR POPULAR👠🌳

                   👣{His Forceful Bride}👣

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         EPISODE THREE.

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The ray of light that shines through the door reflects on her little body that's still sleeping across the bed and she slowly stirs in her sleep before staying still then grumbling a few words.

Zara finally stands up from the bed and staring around where she is, she doesn't understand how she ended up here or where the hell she is to begin in the first place.

She tries to put the pieces together.

She had a fight with her mom about the guy that she will be getting married to then her best friend had called her which she had left home for and went over to her at the club.

She can't seem to remember anything other than that no matter how hard she tries, everything that comes are in small pieces of her memory and every other thing remains a blur.

She wondered where the hell her friend is and where she is? What could have happened? How could she have ended up here? In a stranger's house and a stranger's bed, she just doesn't understand.

"I see you're awake."

A deep voice that finally jots her out of her thoughts came and she gasp in slight horror, wondering where the voice had came from. She slowly stare around to see if she could find where the hell the voice had came from.

What the hell have you done Zara?

She asks herself as she continues to state yet around the huge house and that's when a door opens from the other side of the bedroom. But not from the exit that you come in through or you go out through.

"How are you feeling?"

The voice asks her once again and she tries to take a look at who it is that's asking her these questions, she had so many questions. How did she ended up here? What happened to her friend? How did he find her?

          ~ZARAS POV~

I tried my best to try at least and take a look at his face but he just wouldn't turn around at least for me to see and I sigh, finally getting out of bed to walk over to him and there, I had accidentally slipped but strong arms wrapped around my waist to keep me steady while my hands rests on his biceps.

Wow, such great biceps! 

I finally open my eyes to see who he is and I couldn't help but to open my mouth in sheer surprise without been able to close it back once again.

He is good-looking and when I mean good-looking, I mean really good-looking. Like fuck, he's so handsome.

Before my mind could wrap around what's happening or rather, what's about to happen. He lets go of me and I slip off his arms landing on the floor in a small talk which makes my back hurts a damn lot.

"Why the hell did you do that?"

I yell at him and he shakes his head.

"I found you drunk if that's what you are wondering..."

He found me drunk? Why the hell did I even drink in the first place? I know I can't handle alcohol.

"You wanted sex actually..."

Uh, what?

I stare down at myself to realize that I'm not actually in the dress that I wore yesterday. Oh my God! I can't believe I didn't notice this all these while. Did he... Oh my God! Did I...?

How dare he?!

"I didn't touch you. My maids changed those clothes for you because I realized you would be uncomfortable in the one you wore."

He didn't touch me?

"I didn't touch you."

How the fuck does he keeps doing that? Answering every question that goes through my mind.

"Thank you so much for..."

I start bowing my head to thank him but he raises his hand up.

"You don't have to say anything. I just want you to stop drinking around and asking men for sex. It would really do better in your life than doing it..."

Ouch.

"Once you're clean, the maids would attend to you. I want you out of my house immediately they are done with you."

With that, he just leaves the room.

Damn! He's so rude!

     TBC ♥️.
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