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We're Not Strangers

We're Not Strangers

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Romance
Up-and-coming artist Zilah has spent years outrunning shadows, fleeing a past of pain, heartbreak and wounds too deep to name. Now she lives above a cosy bakery with her best friend Amelia. Zilah has found comfort working in the bakery, and spending her days painting. For the first time life feels steady, safe. Then Anthony walks in. He's charming, magnetic and effortlessly kind, he sees Zilah through her carefully built walls. And slowly, her guarded world begins to open, sparking something she thought she'd lost forever, hope. But just as Zilah starts to believe in second chances, darkness comes rushing back, leaving her shaken and retreating from the world she was beginning to trust. [ 18+ MATURE CONTENT ]
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Amelia was working in her dream job. Good job, good pay, and good boss! Then, something changes and life takes an unexpected turn. Welcome to the unpredictable journey of Amelia. Preview ******** "Don't provoke me Amy" He groaned, his eyes darting towards my lips. "ugh? Wha? - what did I do now?" I almost crocked as I wet my lips again. "This" He swooped down to capture my lips. It was not a gentle kiss. It was hard and passionate and I couldn't do anything but be melted. My core throbbed as my hands went around his neck to clench his hair. His heat engulfed me and just when I thought my knees will give away, suddenly everything went cold. "Wha-t huh?" A moment before we couldn't have enough of each other and now, he was standing away, near his huge window, staring at me. "Please leave Ms. Wilson" his voice was tart. I couldn't believe we were back to the last name basis. "How dare you?" I was furious. "Tone, Ms. Wilson" His lips were a thin line. "Then behave, Mr. Holden" I straightened my dress and hair and turned on my heel. *************************************************************************** Greetings, Thank you for giving this book a chance :) Please read, comment and hit the Star :) --Cover pic credit to squammie.wordpress.com/

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