It Just Happened

It Just Happened

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Thalia has always hated Donna..... making her the perfect business partner. No wires would be crossed and nothing would get out of hand..... so she thought. Trying to gain the attention of her best friend, Thalia creates a fake relationship with her arch nemesis in hopes to spark jealousy, regret, and a new relationship. Everything is going according to plan until a forgotten past comes to present and new feelings start to blossom. Thalia never planned on it, it just happened. ----- (Rewrite) Any old readers from the old IJH, this is a new story with new plot lines and characters not just rewritten edited chapters. Don't enter with the same mindset as the last book for this book is different and improved. Enjoy :)
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"A mafia boss submitting to the enemy mafia boss"(BL-SexScenes⚠️) He used to make men kneel. Now he shivers when I whisper in his ear. Damian doesn't rule anymore. Not when he's under me. Not when he begs. They call him the Blood King. Cold. Brutal. Untouchable. The head of blood Marker. But in my hands, he's nothing but a dog in heat. A trembling body caged in silk and steel. Fighting to hold onto pride while I take him and fuck him-slowly, deeply, completely. I don't need knives to break him. Just a hand at his throat. A kiss that doesn't stop. A voice in the dark telling him what he is now: Mine. He hates me. He wants me. He moans when I touch him like he belongs to me. And soon, he will. No thrones. No power. Just his mouth moaning my name and his body bent for more. This war won't end with bullets. It'll end with him on his knees. (DISCONTINUED)

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