The luxury villa in Tulum was pure paradise, white marble floors, infinity pools glowing under the moonlight, and the distant crash of waves. But for me, it felt like the most dangerous prison I’d ever walked into.Mia, my best friend since college, was getting married in two weeks. And I was here for her bachelorette weekend, surrounded by laughter, champagne, and half-naked bodies by the pool. I should have been happy for her. Instead, every time her fiancé Jace walked into the room, my stomach twisted with guilt and raw, aching need.Jace Voss was everything I wasn’t supposed to want. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp cheekbones and dark, piercing eyes that seemed to see straight through people. His voice was low and commanding, the kind that made you straighten up without thinking. He carried himself like a man who was used to being obeyed, in the boardroom and, I suspected, in the bedroom.I’d wanted him since the day Mia introduced us eight months ago.Tonight, the girls were w
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