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Last published Sat, Jan 18, 2025
The nightclub was filled with lively chatter and the pulsing beat of music, but none of it seemed to matter to Alejandro Aetos as he watched Emerial Ivanov play. Her slender fingers seemed to dance across the drums, as though the instrument was an extension of her very soul. The intensity and indifference in her eyes both intimidating and addictive. Unapproachable and mysterious, a drug he can't get enough of. The more of her he consumes, the harder it is to hide his ugly emotions of obsession and possessiveness. She is his forbidden fruit and his only.
Harvard. A prestigious college containing only the smartest of the elite and handpicked scholarship students. A scholarship student who wants nothing but to escape her life and keep to herself has caught the attention of a dangerous man who wants to consume and claim her very being.
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