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Her heartbeat was probably doing the same fluttery thing Whitney’s was. The table kept talking around them — Jamal cracking jokes, Tyler stealing fries from someone’s tray — but the air between Marcus and Ethan was ice cold. They didn’t speak to each other. Not once. They were still enemies considering that they were still carrying the weight of the parking lot fight, the accusations, the tears. Every glance they exchanged was loaded with anger and jealousy and something neither of them wanted to name. Marcus leaned in closer to Lila, almost nuzzling her hair as he reached for a drink. His eyes never left Ethan’s face the whole time, daring him to react.

Rosa met James in a restaurant that he owned and because she was dressed in a shaggy clothing he thought she was an employee in one of his lowest restaurants. They had an argument and they resented each other after that day. James thought Rosa was a lowlife and also arrogant and Rosa thought James was just a rich jerk. They cross paths again in the most unbelievable way possible. Curious about their story? Find out in My Enemy is My Lover.

Two more women had died… and they were all his girlfriends? As if ominously hearing my question, Liam answered, “No, they were not my girlfriends. They just happened to be captured in an article with me. One was an obsessed fan of mine. Her name was Jayne Mansfield. She would occasionally send me gifts, write threatening letters when I don't respond and even try to break into my house just to see me.” I paled. Revulsion twisting the insides of my stomach. This one sounded a lot like my stalker, just that mine surely wasn't a fan of me.

“And now I will unmake everything you are.” John rose to one knee, dagger shaking in his grip. “Then you don’t know what love is.” He lunged forward. The shadows struck out like claws, but Saraphina appeared beside him, slamming her staff into the ground. A dome of silver light expanded outward, holding the shadows at bay for a moment. “You get one shot,” she shouted. “Touch her heart. If she’s still in there, she’ll respond.” He nodded and ran. The ground broke beneath his feet. The world blurred, but all he saw was Sarah. His Sarah.

Carl asked bitterly, though Heath and Fiona fighting was good news to him, he still hated the thought of them together. “Something like that.” “Come on boss man, don’t frown you are Heath Duncan you can get any girl you want,” Carl cheers, “let us just get drunk and get some girls,” he winks at Heath with a smirk on his face. “I will pass on the girls knock yourself out,” Heath says emptying his glass before putting it on the table and standing to leave. Carl angrily grinds his teeth, “you know boss man, I have a small advice for you about love.”

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He looked pass the scars I had gotten from missions and kissed each one of them so tenderly that all I thought was him. I had promised myself last night that it would only be once but then this morning I woke up with his limbs tangled with my own and I couldn't help getting turned on by the sight of him. I wasn't one to sleep around, in fact the last time I had sex was with my ex boyfriend Jeffrey in high school, who cheated on me every chance he got. He had broken me so badly that I started to have a hatred for men.

Handsome as sin, one of the over privileged geeks of this world and not to mention a hopeless flirt. “Don’t tell me that you’ve been admitted to this university?” she asked in a baffled voice. “No, of course not. I’m here only to have a nice chat with you!” he sneered. Flustered, she bit her lip and did what she did best at around Ashton Cooper-ignore him. Their mutual dislike had begun five years ago when she had unknowingly hurt his ego so badly that apparently he couldn’t leave her alone anymore. Ever since that famous incident, Ashton had made it a point to humiliate her. She regretted it- not the fact that they were not friends but that they were enemies.

“Are you playing mind games with me, Marcone?” “Of course not. I won’t dare do that, and besides, we’ve already settled our scores with my men—you remember what you did to my men who were simply following my orders?” His voice was rough; I guess torturing his men really got to him. Next time he won't mess with whatever belongs to the Valentis. “Who did it then?” I asked with narrowed eyes. “You have many enemies, Luca, but trust me, I learned my lesson,” he said with his two hands raised in surrender.

I turned my head slightly, my eyes locking with his, silently questioning what game he was playing. Why introduce me as his assistant? And why in front of all these people? Before I could ask, his hand slithered around my waist, pulling me tight against his side. I could feel every inch of his body pressed against mine, firm and unyielding. The contact sent a thrill through me, though I knew I should resist. But in that moment, with everyone watching, I was utterly trapped in his orbit. “I wanted to do this in front of everyone,” Lucas began, his voice confident, commanding attention. “I’ve been in love with this woman for years now, and today, I want to ask for her hand in marriage.”