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Seduction (Book #3)
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Ongoing, First published Dec 23, 2014
Mature
Silas Vale is used to hiding behind the lens - the broken golden boy of Velvet Shutters Inc., an elite photography firm where art is ruthless and image is everything. Raised under the cruel thumb of his stepmother and working himself ragged for scraps of validation, Silas lives in the shadows... until a single night flips the script.

Rhea Monroe is a media heiress, fashion icon, and the most dangerous kind of woman: powerful, bored, and curious. When she catches Silas at a high-profile gala - disheveled, brooding, and untouchable - she doesn't see a man beneath her. She sees a game. And she plays to win.

But what begins as seduction spirals into obsession.

As their worlds collide - glittering wealth, secret inheritances, corporate manipulation, and raw sexual chemistry - Silas finds himself awakening to more than desire. He wants freedom. Control. Revenge. And Rhea? She just might want to be owned.

Dark, decadent, and erotic, Seductions is a modern-day Cinderella reimagining - where the glass slipper is shattered, the prince wears lipstick, and happily-ever-after tastes like sin.
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52 parts Ongoing

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.