Truth of Rosalie

Truth of Rosalie

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‘Blaze! Blaze!’ I screamed his name. How could he do this? I was his girlfriend....Or was I? He made me love him. And now he's leaving with money in his hands and me in the "kidnappers" hands. Well they did bribe him to leave. But he left? I'm going back. I’m going back to London. I’m going back to where I came from...... I'll come back three years later to attend Sinatra Arts University and finish both senior years in England. _________________________________________________________________________ This is your only Rosalie Monroe, daughter of the one of the world's most best criminal lawyer. She is confident and loves music...... Simple as.... But she had to also attend tenth grade in America. But she was tortured to like someone. She thought she loved him, but there were no sparks. She didn't feel excited when she saw him. He was the school's hottest kid, along with a few friends and his brothers. Zac and Evan Anderson. "His" name was Blaze Anderson.
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She lives in a delusional world-reading books and waiting for a man like Zade Meadows or Rhys Larsen to rescue her from the demons of her past. A prickly wall guards her once-wounded heart. She doesn't believe in love-or maybe she just doesn't believe in real-life love anymore. Smart. Sassy. Fearless. She'd rather die than be controlled. They call her feisty, but no one knows what lies beneath that venomous fire... except him. He's ruled demons since childhood-who knew he could overrule hers too? Born into power, he commands empires: companies, hotels, clubs, restaurants... and an illegal empire that stretches far beyond. The ruler of The Great Vipera Empire, he didn't just inherit his throne-he built it higher Their paths cross through an arranged agreement Not a contract. Not a cliché Something far greater. Who knew she'd find a new version of herself-and his hand waiting when she finally rewrites the meaning of home. Fair warning-this story drips with spice, tension, and slow-burn chaos. You've been warned. No instant fireworks , just a flame that builds until it's unstoppable🔥 A slowburn romance worth your time - give it a chance, dear readers. From one book lover to another. ~ "Stop smacking my chest, cara mia, or I swear I'll drop you right here." I nod toward the stairs, jaw tight. She giggles - soft, reckless, addictive. Those damn giggles... my oxygen. "Then I'll hold your collar and drag you down with me," she fires back, eyes daring me to move. I lean in, my breath brushing her ear. "Hmm, I've got better plans for you grabbing me by the collar, bella." Her eyes flicker - surprise, heat - before she smirks. "Sure, honey. Be good, and I might give you a treat." Her hand slips into my hair, tugging just enough to test me. I narrow my eyes, a low chuckle rumbling in my chest. "Oh, so that's how it is? You just turned my fantasy into a pet-owner game." Smart girl. I grin. Real sma

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