A Gift's Burden - EDITING

A Gift's Burden - EDITING

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Our home is the facility. It's all we've ever known. It's where we were taken when we were small and where we were made to do the impossible. --------------------------- It's the year 2284 and the word has drastically changed. Kingdoms were set back in place, war was common, half the population had been killed to create space, and most importantly, a special crystal that was once buried deep in the ground had been discovered. A strange liquid was discovered in the core of the crystal. Scientists were able to modify what was left of it and put it into 512 humans when they were just toddlers. Some were even infants. Taken from their families, they were brought to live in a special facility where they had no choice but to be tested and experimented on. 17 year-old Aria is just like the others. She was taken when she was a baby and given special abilities. EXACTLY like the others, or so she thought.
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It started with a moan behind closed doors. It ended with her blindfolded, wrecked, and begging for more. Aria was the quiet assistant. The good girl. Until the night Roman Hayes caught her touching herself - not to porn, not to fantasy... but to the sound of her boss fucking someone else. He didn't fire her. He offered her a choice: Enter his world. No strings. No shame. No one can know. Now she's crawling through velvet hallways in stilettos, learning what it means to be owned, worshipped, and ruined by a man who swore he'd never love again. She calls him Sir - but nothing feels casual about the way he touches her. Nothing feels safe about how fast she's falling. He said it was just an arrangement. She said she could handle it. But obsession doesn't play by the rules. And when softness ruins a man like Roman... there's no going back.

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