With three weeks left as a bachelor Cairo and his groomsmen think it's a good idea to take over the streets of Las Vegas. Let loose after a stressful week in the office. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Right? Or so it should've. However this was something that couldn't been left... behind. After a drunken night filled with crossing many lines; Cairo awakened to the surprise of a marriage certificate. "he that findeth a wife, findeth a good thing" but what if that person became your wife... accidentally? What if that person you married was actually your fiancé of two years' maid of honor? Copyright © 2018 Tee B. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any forms or by any means.

Allure lightly chuckled, "Cmon Moo, you know you don't like girls like me."

She learned early how to seal things away. Emotion filed down, expression kept neutral, desire folded so neatly it almost disappears. She gives nothing unless it's earned, and even then, only in pieces. Control isn't armor to her, it's instinct. He is cut from the same discipline. Composed, unreadable, careful with what he reveals and even more careful with what he wants. His restraint isn't coldness; it's calibration. He knows exactly how much to show and exactly when to stop. Between them, nothing rushes. It pulls. What lives here is not loud. It's contained. Pressurized. Waiting. Eclipsed moves in shadows , where longing is disciplined, connection is measured, and the most powerful moments happen in what's withheld. In a world that rewards exposure, they choose control, even as the gravity between them threatens to close the distance they've both sworn to keep. Some connections don't demand attention. They draw it in.

Book 1. - ❝THINGS AIN'T ALWAYS SET IN STONE, THAT BE KNOWN LET ME KNOW.❞

Peaceful would be the perfect word for Mila to describe where she was in life. She was a single mother, raising her daughter alone-which wasn't anything new, anyway-but she'd escaped. She'd escaped the life she was born into and created a new found family that didn't exude toxicity. But as her best friend never let her forget, the next addition to her life had to be...love.

Urban. Mylachi moves from NJ to VA. Will being the New Girl count for something? Or will she fall for anything? cover by @triceynexttdoor

"I knew I was in love from the first time we met"

𝙇𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 4 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣', 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 '𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚.

noun: weakness. /ˈwēknəs/ -a person or thing that one is unable to resist or likes excessively.

♤♤ MATURE CONTENT warning ♤♤ • • • He's charming. He's handsome, talented, charismatic. People hang on to his every word. A bachelor, stone cold businessman and a man of very few words. A whole package that's definitely way out of her league...should be out of her league yet...why does he seem to be purposely appearing before her everyday as the days go by. Why the hell did this upper echelon businessman suddenly appear inside her complex and how the absolute f*ck was he able to make the hairs on her neck rise and her legs clench whenever she just so happens to coincidentally brush past him on those fleeting days. Sophia thought she had it all figured out, that was until that fateful day. Two paths that were certainly never meant to collide had crashed into each other in the most unexpected of ways. The product of this fateful encounter? A man whose interest could border on obsession and a woman who's hellbent on ignoring and avoiding the man who is solely responsible for making her feel these weird and uncontrollable urges. ■ | ♧ |Status: ongoing | ♧ |Updates: on weekends ● (Also this is a first unedited draft so there might be errors) Lovely cover by Denise~ ■