million dollar man - t.s.
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Beatrice Hayes was twelve years old when she was taken in by the Shelby family following her parents' tragic death. Now, six years later, she finds herself caught in a dangerous dance of forbidden desire with Thomas Shelby himself. She must choose between the safe future promised by a wealthy American suitor and the electric pull of the man who's been both protector and temptation.
As war looms on the horizon and fate conspires to tear them apart, both Beatrice and Tommy will learn that first love leaves scars that even time cannot heal. When their paths cross again years later, they'll discover that some feelings survive even the darkest nights - but the people who emerge from the shadows of war are not the same ones who walked into them.
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