Tangled Desires Book One

Tangled Desires Book One

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He was the mystery she couldn't stop craving. She was the innocence he never expected to love. Amaya thought she had life figured out. Quiet. Focused. Guarded. A final-year law student with a heart wrapped in thorns and a past she rarely touched. Then came Zayn brooding, sharp, sensual. A man who handed receipts by day and read her soul by night. Their story didn't start with fireworks. It started with stolen glances. Missed moments. And a text that changed everything. Zayn was a man of few words, but when he looked at her, Amaya felt everything.
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