The Playboy's Forced Bride
Oby Jenniferhow could i possibly be inconspicuousyour secret is safe with my indifferencea secretive deal with my billionaire bosshidden in my heart
There were no scattered papers, no late-night calls, no decisions made in the glow of a screen, just books everywhere, and that was all I needed tonight.
I pulled a book from the shelf without looking at the title. It was fiction. I had not read a story for fun in over a year. I slipped into the big armchair by the window, opened it, and read the first paragraph, nothing sank in.
I read it again.
Something in me finally stopped resisting. I let myself focus on the book, and the room was quiet around me. This time, the words began to draw me in. I wasn’t just tired from lack of sleep, it was a deeper kind of tiredness, the kind that comes from spending months being two different people in one
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