Love To Hate Me
Russian billionaires with a reputation for ruthlessness.
"Jasper," Rhys calls out, snapping me back to reality.
"Hmm?" I turn to look at him, and he's standing there, staring at me.
"Let's sit here," he says, sinking down onto the sand with a soft sigh.
I sit down beside him, closing the distance between us. I wrap my arms around his, holding him close.
Rhys looks at me, his gray eyes darkening to almost black. He looks dangerous, and it suits him well, complementing his tattoos and rugged demeanor.
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