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Edward handled most of them while I restocked shelves and learned the layout. Around two, a woman came in looking for a specific dark romance. "Do you have anything like Butcher & Blackbird?" she asked. "I just finished it and I need something similar." Edward looked at me. "Maliya?" I stepped forward. "Have you read Haunting Adeline? Or the Broken Bride series? They've got similar dark romance vibes with morally gray love interests." Her face lit up. "I haven't read either of those. Where are they?" I led her to the romance section, pulled both books, gave her quick summaries.

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I know what it means for someone to be this broken but not a king,I placed my hands on his shoulders as he kissed the back of my hands. “My father didn’t want to tell the people of zikia that she escaped so he disguised a human prisoner as her,that prisoner died but Alisha lived,I don’t know if she’s out there but…….my mom decided to lock my heart,she’s comes from the linage of seers and witches,witches were partners with us in those days but not anymore,she locked my heart and the only way to break the spell is to Betroth me to a lady,not a commoner” he said as I sighed

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

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A reckless mistake I was going to put behind me. Nothing more. The entrance door opened. A cool breeze accompanied it. Without thinking, my eyes drifted to it. And then my heart stopped. Ash-blond hair. Brown eyes. That infuriatingly confident smile. Lucas Carter had just walked into the bar.

I had to survive; I had no other choice. But the world has a way of laughing at the best-laid plans. As I walked into the office on the twentieth floor, surrounded by glass walls, he was there. Ethan Blackwood. The man I had loved so much with my heart. The man I had walked away from. The man I had betrayed… or at least, he thought so. And the man I was now working for.

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I said carefully, “you’re my uncle. Not by blood, but by marriage. It would be wrong to be interested in you that way.” He stared at me for a long moment. I squirmed under the weight of it. Finally, he straightened. “Very well,” he said calmly, then walked away. That became our new normal. A constant game of cat and mouse. --- Later that same day, we were back in his office going through documents. “Katie.” I hummed in acknowledgment, not trusting my voice. “Give me the next paper.” I passed him the document. The moment our hands touched — even lightly — I jerked back like I’d been burned. I couldn’t handle him touching me again. I already knew how my body would react.