The Art of Resentment

The Art of Resentment

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"You know what I think?" he looked down at me, "I think that I'm making you flustered." "What's gotten into you?" I laughed breathlessly, "you're Rowan Abello. In case you haven't noticed, anyone with that last name could never have that effect on me." "Oh yeah?" he taunted. I hummed in response. "So if I did this," his face - most importantly, his lips - inched towards mine, "you can still think straight?" Holy shit. Loraine Antonio hates Rowan Abello. Rowan Abello hates Loraine Antonio. They were more than just enemies - they were sworn rivals that only shared the blood-curdling haze of red whenever they saw each other. Yet somehow, life seems to resent both of them as they're found in a situation that requires them to zip up for the sake of their families and companies. [Extended Preview and Prologue inside]
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What do you get when you mix a stubborn, beautiful woman with an arrogant, handsome man, and there's already a history between them? The results may vary: intense arguing, lies, hatred, sexual tension so strong, it's palpable. When London Withers' company's latest challenge brought her and her unintentional one night standee together, she doesn't know what to do, how to feel. Of course, she mostly blamed herself for dropping her name in the slot box during a moment of weakness. She should've known the moment would pass. Now, she was stuck, married to a man she absolutely abhorred for two months and a half and she couldn't do anything about it. It didn't help that she had been celibate for nearly a year and that he is still just as sinfully good looking as he was the last time she'd seen him. Will the lies, hatred and the arguing worsen or will everything take a complete turn in another direction, one London never anticipated?

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