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Secrets for us

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(18+ mature scenes) 
⟩ She loves to hate ⟨

Being part of the group considered the most exclusive undercover agents on earth has certainly made Adelaine's life easier. The group is considered beautiful, irresistible, incredibly desirable, cunning tricksters. And above all, they are very deadly.
But Adelaine wants nothing to do with that part of her life. She wants to put her gruesome, murderous past behind her and leave everything except her sister, Yasmine, behind.
Her biggest problem? One person from that past makes forgetting very difficult for her. 
Yasmine's ex-boyfriend Ashton. 
 
⟩ He loves to push back ⟨
Ever since the day Adelaine threw a cup of coffee over him, he's had something for her. She haunts his mind and has found a way to stay there. It gives him an attraction not to be missed. 
An inexplicable attraction to hating her as much as she hates him.
But who could have predicted that Ash would fall in love with Yasmine, and thereby become mentally attached to Adelaine commissioned to protect Yasmine. 
His biggest problem? He and Addy are stuck on a project together to track down the people that want to kill them.
 

(Language: English) 
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