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PROLOGUE TATIANA Death smashed into the back of Adrian’s slick Maserati, demanding our lives. My body jerked forward and the seat belt cut into my chest. My heart jumped, racing as fast as my husband’s driving. “What’s going on?” I whimpered frantically as I glanced over my shoulder. The headlights of a black SUV filled the rear window. Smash. My body jerked forward again. “Adrian!” I screamed. “Gun, get a gun.”

“So now… tell me, have you guys done it yet?” I swallowed, suddenly feeling shy. I looked down at my book on the table, pretending to be interested in the notes. “Done what?” Susie smirked. “You know… kissed?” “Oh,” I whispered, relieved. For a second I thought she meant something else. “We have. I mean, isn’t that the first thing couples do? We had a date yesterday. We definitely kissed.” “Ohhhh!!” Susie gushed loudly, not caring that a few heads turned our way.

She closed her eyes for a brief second, and her mind instantly flashed back to the heat of Elias’s body when he had cornered her just minutes ago. She remembered the rough, gravelly quality of his baritone against her ear, the dominant, heavy weight of his chest invading her personal space. The memory sent a sudden, highly inappropriate wave of heat pooling deep between her thighs, making her pulse quicken. He had explicitly written a clause forbidding real intimacy, yet every line of his physical body had promised a completely different, highly volatile form of possession. She turned the pages faster, her heart hammering against her ribs as she searched for the anomaly—the specific warning

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

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I posed the question, and an audible gasp rippled through the group, each person wearing a mix of surprise and intrigue on their faces. “I bet she’s cheating on him!” Hailey broke the silence, her voice tinged with disbelief and accusation. “Or maybe she’s just being affectionate for his money,” another chimed in, skepticism filled her tone. “It doesn’t matter,” Ann said dismissively. “I heard he had some sperm samples stored away, planning to use them to conceive a child when the time was right.” “Who fed you that ridiculous story?” The brunette countered, skepticism clear in her eyes. “If it were true, he’d already had a child or at least a pregnant surrogate making appearances in this bui

Charli I knew it was my imagination. Nox's home in Rye wasn't Montague Manor. There weren’t shadows lurking behind locked doors. And yet after finishing dinner and retiring to the room Silvia referred to as mine, the one where Nox had brought me earlier in the day, I had the strange sensation of being surrounded by knowing spirits. They were the ghosts of occupants past. Not literal ghosts. There weren't white floating figures swirling about the room; nevertheless, I felt a strange combination of safety and danger—a reassuring calm in the interior stillness while an alarm wailed beyond the walls.

Still, everything he was saying unnerved and excited every fiber of my being in the same instant. I knew it was foolish. I also knew I couldn’t possibly take another round, yet here I was, winding my body with his, begging without words for him to keep going. Until this moment, I’d chalked up the romance novels I read to fantasy. Ludicrous notions of perfection that no one could achieve outside their dreams. There’s always something. A cough, a fart, even hair in the worst possible place—something jarring the all-consuming sensations back to realism. But this? This wasn’t that. He wasn’t that.

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Jasmine's life takes an unexpected turn when she swaps books with Robin Nasir, the popular and wealthy boy at Coastal Field Royal. She visits his mansion to retrieve her irreplaceable first edition of Pride and Prejudice, but finds herself drawn into an intense and passionate encounter. ************************* The library at Coastal Field Royal was a sanctuary of silence, its towering shelves lined with leather-bound tomes and the faint scent of aged paper. It was here, amidst the hushed whispers of knowledge, that Jasmine’s life took an unexpected turn.