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Cold as ice, perfect as a target.
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  • Reads 2,289
  • Votes 103
  • Parts 13
  • Time 3h 34m
Ongoing, First published Jun 13
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One is cold as ice. The other - fire that never burns silently.

Amelia Harrington - successful, flawless, uncompromising. She's the cold, impeccable, ruthless owner of a law firm and a teacher with merciless perfectionism and rules that no one is allowed to break.

Alexandra Sawyer - young, fiery, ambitious. A lawyer pursuing a master's degree in English teaching. She believes the heart matters more than cold calculation - and she's not afraid to prove it.

Their first meeting is a random argument in a coffee shop. The second is a surprise exam - where Amelia holds all the power. And uses it.

It should've ended there.

But where ice meets fire... there's always steam.

And this story is all about it.

Two women who can't get along -
and can't stay away.
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