Against the Odds
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Nina Estelle and Harvey Specter live in two entirely different worlds.
She's a nurse-sharp, guarded, and used to long nights, impossible demands, and people who take more than they give. Survival is second nature, and trust? A luxury she can't afford.
Harvey is one of Manhattan's top lawyers-all confidence, control, and an unshakable reputation for winning. His world is about strategy, power plays, and keeping emotions out of the equation.
They shouldn't have crossed paths.
But when they do, neither can seem to walk away.
Nina isn't looking for a distraction, and Harvey doesn't chase. But something about her gets under his skin-her sharp tongue, the way she isn't impressed by him, the fact that she's the first person in a long time who doesn't need anything from him.
What starts as a chance encounter turns into something neither of them expects-Harvey stepping into her world just as much as she's being pulled into his.
But they're both too busy, too stubborn, and too set in their ways to let something real happen.
Right?
Because if there's one thing they both know, it's that attachments complicate everything.
And yet, against the odds-this might be the one fight worth taking a risk on.
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