Fading Away

Fading Away

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, May 28, 2021
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Romance
He needs to keep his reputation, she needs a job. Following a horrendous car accident, Heir to the Nation's largest Magazine Publisher, Julian Reeves, has remained in a coma for a few months, only to return to news of his alleged scandals spreading throughout the media. Unemployed and penniless, Quinn Minami is a struggling journalist and writer looking for a job as a means of earning for her family back home in Japan. And when the opportunity to work as a CEO's publicist arises, she takes it, albeit reluctantly. She wonders if Julian remembers her and the incident that occurred between them. An incident that ruined his reputation and her record in the industry. A grim past unites them into a tangle of conflicts and misunderstandings, one in which they're both enemies. But will their sour past allow them to work together? How long could they go without wanting to rip each other's heads off?
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❝ You have robbed me of all heart and mind, I love you, sweet bandit of my soul. ❞ Akari Hill-Miuri's life was normal - until the hottest guy on campus appeared bleeding on her doorstep. Julian Jones. The tattooed boy everyone whispers about. The boy accused of murder. Now he's hiding in her apartment. And the worst part? She might be falling for him. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ As Julian's lips brushed against her ear, his voice was a low, fervent whisper, sending a shiver of anticipation coursing through Akari's body. "Don't look at me like that, starlight," he murmured, his tone laced with desire, "I wouldn't be able to control myself." Akari's voice was barely a whisper, breathless with need. "Take me," she pleaded, her words a fervent plea for release, a declaration of surrender to the undeniable pull of their desire.

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