"Cleo..." Seth whispers, our breaths mingling as his thumb slowly traces my lips, maintaining eye contact. I watch him swallow, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. His eyes dare me, and the pulse in my pants surges. Suddenly, our lips crash together, devouring me as if he couldn't survive without the taste of my breath.
He pulls away with a groan, as if it pains him, raising his hands in defense. "I will stop," he says, more to convince himself than to tell me. I step closer, running my fingers through his hair. "Don't stop," I beg, my voice needy.
His brows raise. "I will stop."
I inhale, this time my voice even needier. "Don't stop." And then he kisses me again, more passionately than before, as if he's finally ready to give in-one hand gripping my throat and the other possessively at my waist.
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Cleo Sterling, the rebellious daughter of the mayor, has never followed the rules. With a party-girl reputation and a life lived on her terms,her carefree world is shattered when a tragic event forces her father to hire Seth Castillo a stoic ex- special forces military officer with a dark past. As tension rises between them, Cleo starts to uncover that the danger she faces runs deeper than she ever imagined. Seth knows more than he's letting on, and as the threat escalates, so does their undeniable, forbidden attraction-bringing them closer to a line neither of them can afford to cross.
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❝𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯, 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘴, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵. 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 ? ❞
L U C A S K N I G H T
The capo. The King.
They fear me because I fear nothing.
The only person capable of saying checkmate has always been me because I have saved my queen.
Only in front of my queen shall I bow, but she is hidden from everyone, including me.
A T H I R A N O V A K
I'm not hurting anymore, hurting seems easy?
Try shattered, destroyed, hollow.
He was supposed to be my King, and this was supposed to be our game of chess, but he left.
Now, twelve years later, he says that I am his queen but isn't the queen supposed to protect her king, after all this is a game of chess.