Naked
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Currently undergoing editing soo be ready to see some changes. Thank you!! Emily John Fox was the only one left standing after her family's murder. Undercover in the midst of harlots she waited for an opportunity to escape her deadly fate. Lord Gerard Hawk had plans in his mind vigorously searching for the last remaining heir to the Bennet name. Fate had plans for the two of them and Emily wavers in choices and her beliefs. Will she stay and fight or abandon everything and run? ...I stood frozen in my place breathing heavily, unable to avert my gaze from those beautiful eyes. His knuckles a pure white from the strength with which he held the knob. His jaw was clenched and he was swallowing hard. He had halted under the threshold of my room, not expecting to find me in such a state and his eyes couldn't seem to get enough of the naked view I was offering. His hungry gaze swept all over me, taking me in, and when his eyes reached mine I saw both hues blazing...
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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