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OLLIE Ollie cursed his friend, Landon, for dragging him to come to the strip club with him that night, a month ago. It was that night he met June— his obsession and his dark fantasy—, and he hated it. That night wasn’t supposed to be about her. It was about proving Landon wrong, showing he could have fun if he wanted to. But instead, he’d proven himself wrong. His supposed disinterest in everything had been a lie. Since then his life had spiraled out of control. He hadn't been unable to shake off the hold she had on him no matter how much he tried He had gone through five stages of grief over how one encounter with a woman could ruin him so completely before deciding to just ride it out. Besides, he hadn't had fun in a long time, and June was a lot of fun. At the sound of the door, his head snapped toward it with anticipation that he hated to acknowledge. Something untamed kept him on the edge whenever he came here to see June. It was as though she was a drug and he was a j

OLLIE Ollie had his life planned for the next ten years. He knew exactly where he’d be, what he’d accomplish, and how he’d get there. Nowhere in that carefully curated calendar had he ever planned to be obsessed with a woman who didn’t even know his name—who didn’t care to know his name. He didn’t need anyone to tell him how fucked up that was. June had become his religion, and she had no idea what his goddamn name was. To her, he was just another faceless man in the crowd. Yet, she was wreaking havoc in his mind. She’d slipped through the cracks of his perfectly, structured life, and now he was drowning in thoughts of her. His fingers drummed against his leg as he tried to focus on the chess game, but his mind was stuck. Obsessing over her. Obsessing over the kiss. Sex wasn’t something he ever obsessed over, let alone a kiss. Hell, he didn't even enjoy the act itself. It was laborious and it left him feeling drained. But for some reason, he thoroughly enjoyed the lust-drench

JUNE June’s lips curved into a small, involuntary smile despite her best efforts to stay indifferent. God, he had a way of getting under her skin. She would be sure to completely avoid him when next she saw him. When she got near the apartment complex she lived, the moment was soon replaced by a souring mood. Of course, the universe couldn't let her have this one night. It would be too much. She walked past her mother, completely ignoring her, but then her mother followed her in staggering steps. "Those little fuckers wouldn't let me into the house." Her mother complained with think anger. June’s jaw tightened, her hand clenched into a fist as her frustration mounted. "I own the fucking house, yet they locked me out." She spat. “Those little fuckers are your children,” June shot back sharply, whirling around to face her mother. “And I own the house. I’ve been paying rent for years.” Her mother waved her off dismissively. "Common June, you are still as cranky as ever."

JUNEFinding Echo wasn’t hard, since it was one of a kind in New York, and June didn’t have to tell the taxi driver twice before he drove her there.Her fingers tightened around her phone as her gaze rose to the towering casino building. The glass wall gleamed under the city lights, making the four-story building of the casino seem almost otherworldly.The opulent appearance of the casino scared her. What the fuck was John doing in an expensive casino like this?She tugged the straps of her baggy jeans, feeling completely out of place as she moved around the line of sleek cars moving in slow procession. She wasn’t used to the luxury that surrounded her but she squared her shoulders, lifted her chin and steeled herself. She had bigger concerns than worrying about whether she belonged here or not.As she approached the revolving doors, stares followed her, judging and scrutinizing her, but she gave no fuck about them. Not when her brother was set to ruin both her life and her sister's.A

OLLIE Ollie should have collected June’s number instead of giving her his, knowing the probability of her calling him was almost zero. At least, now he would have been able to reach her. He’d gone back to the security room and confirmed that she found her boyfriend, but for some reason, Ollie still wanted to know how it went. ‘Boyfriend.’ The word left a sour taste in his mouth. He’d never felt such deep hatred for a stranger than he felt presently for June’s boyfriend. The rage that twisted inside him was irrational and almost primal. He didn’t know this guy, had never even seen him, yet he wanted to hurt him—badly. He could already tell that her boyfriend was a jerk. June, coming to the casino looking disheveled because of him had Ollie’s blood boiling, and he’d never wanted to smash someone’s face in more than he did now. Ollie prided himself on not caring about petty things like this, but here he was, fuming over a woman who wasn’t his. What was his life turning into? T