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From the moment Kent saw her, he knew she would be a problem.
Amelia wasn't loud or dramatic like the women who usually filled the rooms he walked into. She didn't try to be noticed. Yet somehow, the moment she stepped into his home beside his daughter, the air shifted - subtle, undeniable.
At twenty-two, she carried herself with a quiet confidence that didn't beg for attention but commanded it anyway. There was grace in the way she spoke, elegance in the way she moved, and something dangerously captivating in her eyes. Kent had built empires, negotiated billion-naira deals, and mastered the art of control. But none of that prepared him for the unsettling pull he felt standing a few feet away from his daughter's best friend.
Amelia.
His daughter's best friend.
The reminder should have been enough to silence whatever stirred inside him. It should have ended there - a passing thought, quickly buried and forgotten. Instead, it lingered. Growing stronger each time their paths crossed, each polite conversation stretching a little longer than necessary, each glance held a second too long.
And as if fate found amusement in his silent struggle, there was Steven - his son - drawn to Amelia in a way that made everything even more complicated. Stacy, blissfully unaware, played matchmaker between them, determined to make her best friend part of the family in the most innocent way possible.
If only she knew.
Because what began as a harmless introduction was slowly turning into something far more dangerous. Something forbidden. Something that threatened to unravel the careful control Kent had maintained his entire life.
He knew the rules.
He knew the boundaries.
He knew the consequences.
But temptation...
didn't care about any of that.
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