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“I hate you!” I hiss, throwing punch after punch at his chest while we both move backward. My legs hit the bed and I realize that I have nowhere else to go. “I’m done with this pretend nonsense, do you hear me!?” Those azure eyes filled with lust, longing, and so much hatred never leave my face. He raises his hand and grabs me by the back of my neck. In one swift move, he pulls me toward his hard body and his lips brush against mine. “We’re done when I say we’re done, brat. And when are you gonna stop pretending that you’re not as involved in this like I am?” “What’re you talking about? I hate you, remember?” “Sure you do,” he whispers. His fingers trail down my neck and I shudder. “You hate me so much that your body responds to me whenever we’re close. Just like this. You hate me but you want me.” “No, I don’t.” To prove his point, he presses his lips against mine and I lose the fight. I always do. *** For Isadora Halvick, life has never been easy, as she’s been marked by scandal since birth for being the illegitimate daughter of a billionaire. Her half-brother, Justin, makes her life worse at every possible opportunity, and things become even more complicated now that they’re enrolled in the same university. But when Justin’s biggest rival on the ice, Knox Mohrelian, the captain of the Black Reapers of Hartwell U, suggests they “fake date” to get back at Justin, Isadora jumps at the offer, not knowing that their “relationship” will lead to a disastrous series of events that cause her first year to go awfully, and that she’ll lose so many parts of herself along the way that she’ll end up dropping out. A year later, she’s back, completely different from the rebellious girl she was in her first year, but one thing about Hartwell U? It never forgets. And so, Isadora is plunged right back into the world of scandals, secrets as black as sin, and a complicated relationship that traps her in the cycle of being unraveled and stitched together by the same twisted love. This time, the question is simple: How will it end? And if so, will she survive until then?

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Arya V​itale, t​he da⁠ughter of​ his sw​o​r‍​n enem​y was supp​osed t‌o be a bar​g⁠aining⁠ chip A p‍awn i​n a bloo‍d w‌a‌r but‌ from‌ the mome‍nt Giova​nni D‍e-Sa‌ntis laid ey‍es​ on her​, he didn’t see a p‌awn… h​e saw his So he too‌k her S​t⁠o⁠le⁠ her from her wed​d‍ing, force​d her into⁠ a cont‍r‌act marr‍⁠iage⁠,⁠ and br‍an‍d‍ed her w⁠ith his n​ame in ever​y way th‌at m⁠attered‌ To t⁠he wo‌rld, i⁠t was a b⁠us‍in‍ess stra⁠​tegy T​‍o him‌ she was ne‌⁠ver meant‌ to be hi⁠‌s,​ it was an obsession But sh⁠‍e is‍n‌’t t‍he f⁠ragile pri‍nces⁠s h⁠e‌ expect​ed‌. She’‌s sma​rt, sha‍r​p, hot-head​ed⁠, sassy, and far too goo⁠d a‌t ma​king hi‍m fee‍l things​‍ he buried long​ ago And when she runs away he h​unts h‌er Becau‌s​e Giovanni doesn’‍t​ lose ​Not h​is em‌pire N​ot‌ hi⁠s‌ war ‍And never t‌he wo​m⁠an h‌e​‍’s‌ marked​ as his own But some war​s ca​n’t be w‍on with bullets⁠ Some secrets⁠ re⁠fuse to stay buried And the dead‌l‌iest betrayal may not come from his enemies at a​ll… What happens when the​ one thing he can’t cont‌rol is the only th‌ing that co‍uld destroy him ‍ is the only thing that could destroy him? And a war that demands blood….even if it’s hers.

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  • 9.2

His lips crashed into mine like he couldn’t stop himself. Like he had been holding something back for too long and it had finally cracked. I didn’t think, I didn’t breathe. I just kissed him back, because whatever this was, whether wrong, confusing or dangerous, I wanted it just as badly as he did. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against him, our bodies pressed together like we’d done this a hundred times in our dreams but never dared in the light. “I tried to ignore this,” he muttered against my lips, voice rough and ragged. “Tried to erase it.” His mouth returned to mine, hotter, hungrier, tongue sliding into mine, tasting me like I was something he needed to survive. “But you’re everywhere,” he breathed, kissing the corner of my mouth, then down to my throat. “In my head, my routine, in my f*cking sleep haunting every dream.” I couldn’t answer. I could only cling to him, fingers curling in the fabric of his shirt, heart threatening to leap from my chest. “You’ve broken me,” he whispered into my skin, like a secret he never meant to say out loud. “And I can’t even bring myself to hate it.” My body trembled at the admission. I affected him as much as he affected me and that thought was heavenly. ********* She was the quiet shadow behind his magnificent empire, efficient, obedient, forgettable.He was the billionaire with the Midas touch of gold and power, untouchable, commanding, and always in control. But when Mark Rexona walks into his office and finds his seemingly shy and diligent secretary, Teresa Smith , with her fingers deep in a fantasy that stares something in him, something that destroys his control. Two worlds collide then collided, hers, filled with quiet but intense yearning and hidden heat and his, was ruled by dominance and untamable desire. What starts as one very stupid mistake behind a supposedly locked door spirals into an exciting and intoxicating game of lust, secrets, and power plays. He wants to own her and her pleasure and she is still haunted by the ghosts of her past. In the chaos of boardrooms, blindfolds, and late-night adventures, intense passion turns into a very dangerous game.Because what happens when slight curiosity becomes obsession, and when the billionaire’s cold heart starts to crave more than just her body?

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