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The Playboy’s Bride

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"I want you to get married to Mr Fredrick's last Daughter,Elsa" His father wanted him to marry the Virgin Blondie. No way! Not even in this lifetime. "Elsa Fredrick? You can't be serious! She's... She's... She's boring! A nerd! God Forbid! She's not my type!" "If you don't marry Elsa and settle down, I'll take the company away from you," Mr Kingston,His father threatened, his voice very firm. Rapheal's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. He couldn't believe his father was blackmailing him to settle for the boring girl. The Virgin Blondie! "Are you kidding me?" Rapheal spat, his voice filled with anger. "You're going to take away everything I've worked for just because I don't want to marry her?" His father's expression remained the same. "Elsa is a good girl, Rapheal. She's kind, intelligent, and comes from a good family. She's exactly what you need to stabilize your life. All you do is sleep with different types of Women, Party, Get drunk, Smoke! So irresponsible!" Rapheal scoffed, clenching his fists. "You really think I care about any of that? I don't need some boring, timid girl to 'stabilize' my life. I can take care of myself, thank you very much." "Rapheal, don't test me on this. I mean it. Marry Elsa, or lose the company. The choice is yours" Meet Rapheal Kingston, the city's most eligible and notorious bachelor, He was only twenty-five. He liked to party, smoke, and be with different women. He was very unserious with his life. He never takes things seriously except his company. Rapheal had it all – except for one thing: a belief in love. The mere mention of the word made him cringe. He hated the word MARRIAGE and LOVE. But when his father threatened to take the company he had worked so hard to build away, Rapheal had no choice but to agree to get married to Elsa...The Virgin Blondie. Meet Elsa Fredrick,A Quiet and shy college student who lived a simple life. She had always had a secret crush on Rapheal but he had never noticed her. When her father asked her to marry Rapheal, She agreed...Not Because she had a crush on him but because she wanted to get away from her stepmother and her Stepsister. Will their marriage be a disaster or will they find love in the unlikeliest places? What happens when the billionaire playboy starts falling head over heels in love with the Virgin Blondie he disliked so much?
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