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He touched me like he was fighting a war he knew he’d lose — every brush of his skin screaming hunger he refused to name. Every touch contradicted every rule he laid down.
“Keep your heart out of this, Laura,” Zed murmured darkly, thick with need and warning, closing the space between us.
I knew what he meant — or what he wanted me to believe. He only wanted my body, and the heir it could give him. Nothing more. Publicly bound to arrange Lady Amber Calloway — a woman who could never meet the pack’s core requirement, her infertility hidden to seize power — Zed couldn’t expose the lie without unraveling everything. So he chose me: an outsider, desperate to save my sister Chloe, whose life depended on the care only he could provide. I was meant to be nothing more than a means to an heir — used, then discarded when the deal was done. This was never supposed to be about love.
But every caress made us forget the contract existed. Every stolen moment blurred every line he’d drawn. He set hard rules… then broke them one by one — shielding me from judgment, guarding my secret as his own, seeing parts of me no one ever had. I only agreed to carry his child. Yet the closer I got to keeping my end, the clearer it became: the real risk wasn’t pregnancy. It was that when this temporary deal ended, I’d have nothing left of my heart to walk away with.
Rules were made to be broken. And this forbidden, burning desire? It wouldn’t let us go — not until we turned a one-year agreement into a lifetime of belonging.
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