[Book 3] With him, she loses control. With her, he finds it.💜 ************* Becca Chen did not trust people. She did not rely on them. She did not fall for them. And she definitely did not let anyone close enough to hurt her. Lewis Reynolds tested every single one of those rules. The guy with the smug face and lazy grin had made it his personal mission to get under her skin. He called her Princess. He treated life like one big joke. And somehow, without permission, he was stealing her heart. She should hate him. She told herself she did. But hate was not supposed to feel like this. It was not supposed to spark every time he stood too close. It was not supposed to burn like fire when they fought. And it was definitely not supposed to leave her wanting him even when she swore she felt nothing at all. Lewis knew he should leave her alone. Becca was prickly, stubborn, and impossible. Yet he found himself addicted. Addicted to her sharp eye rolls, to the fire in her voice, and to the way every argument felt like foreplay. Becca Chen was chaos wrapped in sharp edges. Lewis was helpless against the pull. He had sworn he would keep things light. With her, light had never been enough.
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