<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/">  <channel>    <title>Wattpad - by SpringMorning    </title>    <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss    </link>    <description>Wattpad - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories</description>    <image>      <title>Wattpad - by SpringMorning      </title>      <url>https://static.yamur.dijitalkalp.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1779459302</url>      <link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com?mode=1&amp;language=1&amp;lim=&amp;search=&amp;utm_source=rss      </link>    </image><item><title>Forced </title><link>https://yamur.dijitalkalp.com/527645813-forced-noah?utm_source=rss</link><description>&lt;b&gt;SpringMorning / 7 pages&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Noah&apos;s eyes were sharp and cut deep into Chocolate each glance he gave. He HATED her but he fancied her at the exact same time. He hated she was quiet, polite, easy-going, and most-of-all. She was beautiful. So beautiful he had to get a ring on he...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Noah&apos;s eyes were sharp and cut deep into Chocolate each glance he gave. He HATED her but he fancied her at the exact same time. He hated she was quiet, polite, easy-going, and most-of-all. She was beautiful. So beautiful he had to get a ring on her delicate finger before any other man could. Thinking about another man taking her hand in marriage before he did made him crazy. His hands shook in rage each time he thought about it. 

Chocolate never thought of Noah in that way or liked the bad boy type. Until, she tried on her lipstick my the brand  &apos;Forced&apos; spelled backwards. And a whole new person came out of her. Her attitude changed. The way she walked, talked, and swayed her hips. The juicy red on her lips controlled the innocent stems in her brain and she couldn&apos;t stop it until eventually ......

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In my daze, I could still see the hurt in her beautiful, big, honey-like eyes. I was expecting a slap. All she did was silently uncuff her wedding ring from her dainty fingers and placed it before ...</description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&quot;I don&apos;t love you, &quot;I slur in my drunken state. 

In my daze, I could still see the hurt in her beautiful, big, honey-like eyes. I was expecting a slap. All she did was silently uncuff her wedding ring from her dainty fingers and placed it before me. The fire in her eyes made them water and the tears rained down her blushed cheeks. 

&quot;I know,&quot; She whimpered.


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