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Jace is loving her spirit and her fiery nature and physique, but what's kind of limiting him is his 'billionaire fiancee' and how he and people feel, for him to go into a relationship or love his maid with his high status. READ ON TO ENJOY THIS AWESOME-FILLED ROMANTIC NOVEL. REMEMBER THAT PLAGIARISM IS BAD AND THIS BOOK BELONGS TO ME, Gift Odulesi so no one should steal my work. *** You can also join my Facebook group, Author Gift Odulesi (Gift readers) for more updates and interaction. It's to relate more with my readers and you can tell me what you need to know about my novels (updates, characters, e.t.c)

They say love is stronger than lust. But Niu believed otherwise. Love might be powerful, sure—but the pull of raw desire? That was even stronger. Still, maybe it depends on the person. When someone cheats, they know the risks. They know they’re about to hurt someone they love. But the thrill? The rush? It’s so intoxicating that it’s almost impossible to resist. Once you give in, it becomes easier to do it again… until you’re hooked. Niu had always loved Leanne—for as long as he could remember. But the night he saw Kate dancing wildly on the floor, temptation hit him so hard that he forgot about everything—his feelings for Leanne, his vows to Claire, even his marriage itself.

Out back by the over"owing Dumpster, the stench of rotting gar- bage a strange aphrodisiac, or hidden in the dusty storeroom where the shadows danced like secrets. Sometimes, even in his truck, the rain drumming a frantic rhythm on the roof as he drove her wild. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling just hard enough to sting, his voice a low, guttural hum of need. She didn't know what drew them back together, again and again, like moths to a "ickering, dangerous "ame. Maybe it was that they both knew what it felt like to crave something, someone, they shouldn't. Or maybe it was the thrill of the secret, the intoxicating rush of danger that was its own kind of drug. A potent, addictive poiso

Just her and the work and the plan laid out in the notebooks stacked neatly at the end of the bench. She pulled the first notebook toward her. Opened it. Her own handwriting from three years ago. Neat and precise and completely certain about everything it was doing. *Subject profile: Damien Voss. CEO Voss Industries. Age 31. Psychological assessment consistent with primary psychopathy with elevated fixation markers. History of obsessive attachment to objects and concepts. No documented romantic relationships. Suspected olfactory sensitivity above baseline. Potential susceptibility to compound V7 estimated at 89% based on psychographic modeling.*

The food was edible, but it lacked the love and attention Jenny had always put into every meal. Emma leaned back in her chair, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. “So, tell me… do you think Richard is treating our dear Jenny right? After all, we chose him specifically because of his reputation. Cold, ruthless, heartless—the perfect monster to make her life miserable.” Amy smiled wickedly, chewing slowly. “Of course he is. Isn’t that the whole point of marrying her off to him? We wanted her to suffer. She’s been nothing but a burden in this house—always trying to act like the perfect daughter, always making Dad praise her and talk about adding her to the family will. It makes me sick.”

She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face Or maybe she wanted to taste it. Damn him. Damn her. Enzo clapped his hands togracingether. “Alright, lovebirds, let’s focus. We’ve got an empire to burn down.” Serena’s heart was still . She could not allow herself to be in a bigger trouble because she had always been drawn to dangerous men and Lucien is top in that list.

The silence was heavy,something inside me snapped. “Oh fuck it,” I hissed, throwing my arms around his neck. Alexander kissed me hard. There was nothing soft about it. He lifted me up and carried me to the table by the window, pushing the lamp and a bottle of wine to the floor. Neither of us cared about the crash. He kissed me like he was starving. His hands were everywhere — my waist, my thighs, my back. The hunger in him felt stronger than before. Almost desperate. “I want to taste you,” he said against my mouth, voice low and rough.

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I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri