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Radical journalist x President Ezra Faizan finds himself doing an interview with the man he hates most,live on his talk show. Behind the hatred that brews after their first meeting something much more firey sparks between them...

This is a sweet love story about Jasmine Thomas someone who just wants to be loved and Tayleigh Sonders a quiet saxophone player...

"You're so perf- ah-" Alex sputters out a moan when I grind against him. "-perfect, fuck," He hisses out. Holding back, are we? I'm leaning over the sink, supporting myself on both my elbows. He presses harder onto my ass, trying to create friction. I crane my neck up to observe him through the mirror, watching the blush across his cheeks and nose deepen as mine does the same. His shoulders heave with ragged and uneven breaths as he grips one hand on the edge of the sink, leaning his weight onto it. With his other hand, he occupies it by firmly grabbing my hip, caressing it in adoration. I feel the warm, growing wetness seep through his boxers against my ass. I reach behind me and grab onto the silky fabric of his black tie, yanking him forward. He chokes, eyes widening, and he instinctively holds onto it in response. The coolness of his silver chain and the hotness of his puffs tickle my back. I let out a trembling sigh at the foreign feeling. He glances up to glare at me through the mirror, with his pupils blown wide and his breaths heavier. I smirk, feeling the pounding against my ribcage thump even harder. I had never been a patient person. "Put it in, Alexandre." This is a game of domination.

Why choose, when both could be the love of your life? Imagine every well loved love triangle From the Edward Cullens and Jacob's, down to the Salvatore's; where it's almost too agonizing picking who you should root for in the end. This book shows a love triangle that develops into so much more. Growth. Loss. An unexpected relationship. With yearning so deep, you can feel it through the pages. 𝐌𝐱𝐅𝐱𝐌