Scandalous Affair: Atlas Mate

Scandalous Affair: Atlas Mate

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Scandalous affair #2 "My fantasies didn't give justice to you." To Olivia, there's nothing fun about living on the side of the city. She has her friends, father, and money. Regardless of her obvious fame, she feels lonely, unfinished, and dejected all the time. Before she met him, she felt as if she was living in a void of delight. Not until she met him, he introduced her to a new world where she doesn't feel lonely and miserable. He made her feel alive again, but tragically, he shattered her again. How can she forget her first love? How can she forget the man who completed her and broke her? How can she forget her Dad's Best friend? Started: April 3, 2021 End: Highest rank achieve: #6 bestfriend, #6 in depression, #2 family problem, #6 in regrets, #4 in forbidden, #1 in cigarette, and #12 in ex { Atlas Mate and Olivia Valez' story}
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There are roles a princess can never abandon. A princess does not obey anyone but the King and Queen. A princess does not lie. A princess does not run from the crown that was stitched into her skin at birth. And yet... I did. They taught me how to bow before they ever taught me how to speak. How to smile with my mouth shut. How to bleed beautifully. Rules. Etiquette. Sacrifice. I wore them all like second skin-until the day I tore them off and disappeared. My name is Arabelle Montclair Winthorne Ravenshed. Firstborn of House Ravenshed. The Heir. The Shame. The Ghost. I've lived a dozen lives since I fled the palace. I've scrubbed counters, lied about my name, buried parts of myself so deep I almost forgot they ever existed. Until he found me. Not with a crown. Not with a sword. With eyes that looked too long. With hands that held too tight. With a voice that said I see you when I couldn't bear to be seen. Now I live in a stranger's mansion. And the walls are starting to close in.

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