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“It’s just so unfair. I’d swoon if I was the type to.” Lucas snorted. “Well, it seems you are the type because you’re definitely swooning right now. Any more and you’ll fall out of your chair.” Elsa leveled a glare at him. “Shut up, Lucas. I’m just a sucker for long hair, that’s all.” That was definitely true. There was a reason why she was obsessed with Roman Reigns for the longest time. She absolutely had a type. “And it’s not just his hair,” she continued, clearly not done. “It’s his eyes, too. They’re a soft gray but they’re intense. Really intense. The kind that looks like they’re judging you without saying a word.”

I breathed, pulling him down by his collar. The hours that followed belonged entirely to the dark and the firelight. There was only the slide of skin against skin, the climax of our self-giving, the shared breath in the stillness, and the beautiful, overwhelming reality of a love that had fought through the wreckage to finally, permanently, open its doors for the morning.

Chapter 1: Forbidden Thoughts I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Mr. Collins — Ria’s dad — had been living rent-free in my head for months. He was tall, broad-shouldered, strong veined hands, and that deep, calm voice that made my knees weak every time he casually said my name… Maya. Just the sound of it from his lips sent a rush of heat straight to my core.

And worse… what kind of woman hears it and feels her pulse spike instead of her pride? The city blurred past the car window now, my coffee untouched in the cup holder. Sebastian sat beside me, absorbed in something on his phone, the other hand resting casually on the armrest between us. As for me,I'm scrolling on my phone on the Good Novel App searching for my favorite novel at the moment in my library- Secret Vow of the Ruthless Billionaire by Trendsterchum Chronicles. It's a romance novel with some high-tech or a bit of sci-fi in a few early chapters but went on as usually a romance story without the sci-fi thing after about 8 chapters of high-tech intel syndicated saga. I clicked it but m

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His eyes flashed darkly for a moment. He then lifted his head again. His face was full of tenderness as he softly said, "Ana, there's nothing more important in this world than you. You haven't answered me yet. Will you be my girlfriend?" One hand held red roses, the other an extravagant and sparkling pink diamond necklace, like a dual guarantee representing love and future. This was beyond anything that was written in romance novels. The young ladies in the coffee shop were excited, their faces flushed. Seeing this, they couldn't help but cheer in low voices, "Say yes, say yes!"

Grabbing a raspberry danish and some fruit from the side board to eat along with a cup of orange juice she quickly ate. Her uncle glanced up at her from the paper he was reading over. “Slow down ma cherie. You will get sick from eating so fast. “ Brielle came striding into the room after putting on her hat and slipping her gloves on. She smiled wildly at them both as she heard her husbands statement. “ We have a great day planned. We are going to the dress makers and then lunch with Ellen and Isabel. “ she told her husband as she leaned over and kissed him.

At the bottom of the shelf, though, were a handful of romance novels—in English, no less. I pulled out a historical romance by a favorite author of mine. I hadn’t read this one, and I’d already finished the one romance I’d brought with me. I was a total bore and preferred to read printed books still. Probably because they smelled nice. If e-readers could let out a puff of new-book scent, though, I’d buy one in a heartbeat. “The Seduction of Miss Emily Morris,” Olivier read over my shoulder. “That rather gives the plot away, no?”