Once the madam of a billionaire family.
Now, forced to flee all the way to the North.
The name "Praiya" translates to the beloved.
Yet in reality, she has absolutely no one left she can fully trust.
Until... on a day worse than hell itself, a stranger's hand reached out to protect her.
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"Do you hate it? Was my kiss not good enough, Praiya?"
The soft whisper, laced with a teasing plea, sent her heart racing.
Hate it? Praiya couldn't even give herself the answer.
"I... I..." she stammered.
"But... Mae Liang and I aren't anything to each other."
Praiya took a sharp breath, pressing her lips into a tight line as she avoided Mae Liang's increasingly seductive, melting gaze.
"And what if I said I want you as my wife... would you say yes?"