200 Sheltered Deeper Than Desire 2
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Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.
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Chase Ward believed in only two things: power and desire. When he met The Lady in Red through an anonymous chat, he became almost obsessed with the influence it had on him. So, he made only one offer: 3 weeks to have her. Little did he know that the person for whom he felt this irresistible attracti
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❝She was like a perfect paradise, tearing at it's seam.❞ To everyone, Chimdi Gentry lived the perfect life with her Celebrity mom, godmother and her modeling career. When behind the fame, glitz and glamour was a girl actually between the devil and the deep blue sea. Coming to Nigeria, TJ Kodiri
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Amari Riley Lopez is a smart, ambitious lawyer determined to fight for justice. But behind her success is a past she's tried to forget. Years ago, she was in a fake relationship with Lucas Trail Grant, a charming and mysterious man from a powerful family. After one unforgettable night, Lucas disappe
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If you had been standing on a certain cold night in January opposite the great building where The Day is jewelled in electric lights across the dark sky, you would have seen a little, stout man run down the steps of the entrance at the side, three at a time, land on the pavement as if he were prepar
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The deeper you fall, the harder it will get. She has what it takes to fight for her love. He loves her more than anything else. Regardless of who they are in the society, they will stand for their love. Can they last after facing their future nemesis?
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My SAT prep book felt heavy as I approached Jake Peterson' s front porch for our usual Tuesday session. Tutoring was my reliable income, essential for my college fund. The front door stood ajar, and a muffled thumping from upstairs hinted at something unexpected. Suddenly, my vision warped, inund
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Many people say that Lu Yan is dating me because I look like his white moonlight—the girl who dropped out of school to treat her depression. In response, I held up a photo of that girl, which my roommate had found from who knows where, and compared it to myself in the mirror. Hmm, my eyebrows an
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My food truck, "Sarah's Sizzle Stop," wasn't just a business; it was my life's work, providing for me and constantly bailing out my unemployed brother Kevin, his demanding fiancée Brittany, and our enabling mother Carol. When I needed special chilies for a big Austin food festival, I simply asked K
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I married into the Sterling family, only to find myself alone on my wedding night, my husband, Mark Sterling, nowhere to be found. When he finally returned, he looked at me with disdain, sneering that I was "all ambition and no class," and admitted he was forced to marry me. My empire, built from no
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Everyone in Seavelt knew that Dr. Ethan Caldwell, the city's top gynecologist, never got close to women. No matter how many youthful figures stood before him, he never so much as glanced their way. I always thought I was different, even after ten years together, when he wouldn't let me touch h
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When Katrina started working as Lucas's secretary she never envisioned falling for the handsome and arrogant CEO but as she worked alongside him, she discovered that there is more to him than he lets the outside world see and her heart couldn't help but fall for him. But Lucas only saw her as his s
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They said they're only friends but they kissed a lot. They cuddled together. They take glance at each other. They sit down next to each other even they have their 'first time' together. And no one of them want to be separate from each other. Then what is this friendship called? Friends with benefits
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The smell of smoke woke me up, a thick, acrid scent clinging to my throat. My heart pounded as sirens pierced the night, a chilling prelude. Three missed calls from Marco, my dad's sous chef. "It' s the restaurant. It' s… there was a fire." I ran, the air growing thick with the smell of burning
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Vanessa had always dreamt of pursuing a career in music, but her father had different plans for her. During her first year studying the course her father had chosen, she encountered Marvin. He wasn't just handsome; his smile had the power to melt Vanessa's heart. She fell in love with him and became
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"We're getting married." Those simple but meaningful words slipped lightly from Oh Yoonki. Who would have thought that those words came out not because Yoonki wanted to marry Lim Airin, a poor girl trapped in a situation and required to make a quick decision? Lim Airin was forced to become a surrog
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Olivia Holloway was once NYC’s golden girl, an architect married to the powerful Ethan Cartwright. Our penthouse offered glittering city views, a testament to the life I’d built—or rather, the life I’d put my own dreams on hold for. We were the epitome of success. Then the Hamptons retreat happened