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Obsession Series 7: Zach Camoros by kleadevoine
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Obsession Series 7 Zach Camoros is cold, heartless, and dangerously untouchable. He parties only with his inner circle and sleeps with women only when he feels like it. For him, life is all about money-nothing more, nothing less. But something always feels missing. Then she came along-wild, loud, a party girl just like him, except annoyingly persistent. She's obsessed with Zach, willing to do anything just to be seen by him. But he ignores her every move. Will Zach, the coldest man alive, finally melt for the one woman who refuses to give up?
Obsession Series 8: Condrad Santino by kleadevoine
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Obsession Series 8 People ask me, "Why aren't you one of the Montelust Men?" Simple. I don't need a title to matter. I'm Condrad Santino-the one they call when shit gets real. I fix things. I clean up messes. I disappear problems before they hit the surface. I don't live in the spotlight. I live in the shadows. They toast champagne. I carry silencers. They fall in love. I vanish before anything gets too close. Or at least... I used to. She changed that. The Lady in Red. I met her during a surveillance op at a masquerade ball. I was supposed to watch from above-no contact, no distraction. Then she walked in. Red silk. Black mask. Amber eyes that locked with mine across the room. And just like that-I forgot the mission. We danced once. Brief. Electric. Her touch burned. Her scent lingered. She said nothing real, gave no name. But I didn't need one. She felt like something I hadn't known I was missing. Then she disappeared. Moments later, chaos broke out. One of our targets went dark. When I turned back-she was gone. No trace. No face. Just eyes burned into my memory. I've been chasing her ever since. No ID. No leads. Just a ghost in red. People say I'm insane. That it was a fling. A dream. But I know better. She was more. She was hiding something. But I'm not backing down. I don't care if I burn the world to find her. Because once you've danced with fate- You never forget the music. And I sure as hell won't stop... Until she's back in my arms.