Bad intentions intend to break you.
Sometimes they lead to lust and love-making the destruction that much worse...After the tragic and sudden death of his parents, XANDER SULLIVAN is just trying to get accustomed to his new reality as the guardian of his sixteen-year-old sister and the new CEO of his father's company. In an attempt to try to embrace his new role as his sister's guardian, he decides to move into their childhood house. What he didn't know, was that the house already had an occupant...
CAROLINE was dreading the day someone showed up to claim the house. She knew it was coming since the day she saw the news about Lily's death on TV, but she selfishly hoped the house would be forgotten. And then Lily's oldest son shows up all ready to move in and she finds herself having to choose between convincing him to let her stay for a few more months or facing her past...
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"Caroline."
I stop at the sound of my name then I turn to look at him with a frown. I don't want to feel hopeful but I can't help it.
Xander takes a step forward with his hands in his pockets. He reaches out and runs a hand through his hair, pulling it back. It's impossible to not notice how handsome he is. He has a well-trimmed beard that makes him look even more mysterious. He looks like his famous father. I met Marco once. He seemed nice, just like his wife Lily. It makes me wonder where Xander got this attitude from.
"You can't bring anyone over," Xander says and I feel relief go through my body. "No men or women. My sister's safety is my priority. I'm only trusting you because my mother did. Three months tops."
I nod. "Okay." I smile. "I could hug you right now."
He frowns. "Don't."
"I won't. I'll stay out of your space. Thank you."
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BAD INTENTIONS (BAD #1)
Любовные романы"You know, you're not very subtle," she says. I grin as I look into her eyes. "I don't intend to be." She shakes her head with a smile as she dries her hands with a paper towel. "Have you always been this shameless?" I chuckle. "I wouldn't call it...