THE BILLIONAIRE'S ARRANGED WIFE

declined. This man's name was Tony, and for some reason, he just couldn't understand that Saida didn't want to get married to him and to be honest, she didn't understand it either. He was kind of h

her family's choosing. She knew it was old-fashioned but it was tradition and Saida wasn't anything more than a good daughter. The las

s from the small town. Their family was then very respected and known. Ever since she turned eighteen, suitors had been arriving at their house from left to right that she had lost count. Her father being a ve

s her behaviour. Saida had very good proper manners and a pure heart, she was always ready to help the young and the old and she would volunteer in anythin

e kind of beauty that struck you at a glance with no artificial or additional enhancement. People either w

n and attention. Without a doubt, she was her father's eye. She was twenty-one years old now and lucky that her parents had promised not to subject her to a forced

o a delight with very little or too much Ingredients. Saida loved cooking, it was her passion and she enjoyed being in the kitchen. She got all her cooking skills and recipe

retirement, guiding his sons to take over. Hence Saida took her mother's role hoping that she too would take over from

d not take no for an answer. He thought if he kept on pushing, that Saida would finally say yes but all it did was make him an annoyance. She t

m the hard-toned body made her lose her balance and her grasp on the trash bags and they both ended up with kitchen dirt on the lower parts of their bodies an

p limps. He smiled and she saw a dimple with that smile and it nearly made her go crazy. Saida never thought she could ever feel thi

now been soaked in the mess, it was a good thing that she got most of the damage on her, she wouldn't dream of dirtying that perfecti

, since she knew almost everyone and she would have sure noticed him around. It mad