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Ahead stood a modern mansion of glass and stone — elegant, cold, intimidating. The car stopped at the gates. Security checked us with clinical efficiency before waving us through. Inside, everything smelled expensive: cedar, leather, faint cologne. The man led us through a wide corridor to a private study. “Wait here,” he said, and left. The door clicked shut behind him. Miles walked to the window, arms crossed. I wandered to the bookshelves, running my fingers along spines of titles that didn’t look read. My heart wouldn’t slow down.

Sun poured through the high windows of the Steele mansion, catching on glass vases and polished marble, turning everything soft and expensive and… wrong. Evelyn sat at the long dining table with a notebook open in front of her, untouched pen resting across the middle. A huge wedding planning binder lay nearby — velvet cover, gold lettering, thick pages like a promise she hadn’t made with her whole heart. Her mother was flipping through a magazine of wedding cakes, murmuring things like tiered fondant and orchids would be elegant. Tracy, her younger sister, had her elbows on the table, scrolling through her phone with impatient energy.

"Billionaire CEO Christopher Zane confirms marriage to Anastasia Reed, owner of Chapter & Verse Books. The couple wed in a private ceremony and are looking forward to building their life together. They request privacy during this time." Short. Professional. Completely inadequate for describing the complicated reality of our relationship. My phone started buzzing almost immediately. Claire grabbed it from my hands before I could see the notifications piling up. "No," she said firmly, holding it out of reach. "You are not reading comments and articles and social media posts for the next eight hours. We have a bookstore to run, and you spiraling into anxiety isn't going to help anyone." "I need

Her core ached with a delicious emptiness, craving more of him. Suddenly, she noticed Ethan extend his arm, gesturing towards someone. Her heart pounded as she turned her head, her eyes widening. Eva, the woman from earlier, stood above her, completely naked. “Hello again, darling,” Eva purred, her smile sultry. “You wouldn’t mind if I joined, would you?” Millie opened her mouth to respond, but before she could utter a word, Eva leaned in and kissed Ethan deeply. The sight sent Millie’s heart racing. Shock, and something she couldn’t quite name swirling inside her.

Everything depends on you tonight. Evelyn stared at the address at the bottom of the text. It wasn’t a home, it was a fortress in the hills, a place she had never seen despite being legally bound to it’s owner for over a thousand days. 2400 Obsidian Ridge Road. The name itself sounded cold. Hard. Just like the man who lived there. She had never met Lucien but she’s read enough of him from the tabloids. She leaned her head against the cool glass of the terminal window, the vibration of a departing jet rattling through her skull. She hadn’t packed much, opting for her luggages to be sent at a future date.

Salena began softly. Darius slid his hands out from her dress and began casually unbuttoning the buttons trailing down the front of her chest. Salena took this break to quickly report on what Mila had told her while trying to quote some parts word-for-word based on her memory. She also told the prince about her friend’s plan to go on a date with Prince Leonard. The prince listened to her silently as he continued unbuttoning the buttons of her dress. When he was done, he parted the fabric covering her chest to the side before pulling down the cups of her bra to reveal her naked breasts. “Ahh…” Salena moaned when she felt the slightly cold air of the library against her naked tits.

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The man was a billionaire and could pay for anything he wanted as long as he could get it. I moved close to the books and tried reading some of their titles. They were mostly novels, and a little gasp fled my lips when I saw my favorite dark romance series, sitting on the shelf. The Ryan Rule by Sadie Kincaid. I loved the four books of that series so much, and although I’ve read them all, I wouldn’t mind re-reading them again. I didn’t have the money to purchase the books so I borrowed from a schoolmate. But now they were here.

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