Chapter 8

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"We don't need a honeymoon. Honeymoon is meant for happy couples, who married for the sake of love. We are married for the sake of our benefits." I say and see his jaw clench. "Don't turn the tables, Gabriella! Have you forgotten who I am?" "No." "I don't need the honeymoon either, but the Paps are all around my apartment." He says and realization dawns on me. Right, the Paps. "Just my father, I don't want to go far from him." "You are not a baby and moreover, your dad's surgery would have been completed by now." He says and a happy expression evades my face and I hug him without thinking twice, only pulling away when I remember what we are. "Don't just press your soft boobs on me whenever or I would have you f****d right there. You won't appreciate getting f****d at an airport,

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