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He was born to wear a crown. She was born to burn it down. But some stories aren't just about kings and killers.
Prince Asher lives in a palace of rules, lies, and polished gold. But all it takes is one rebel girl with blood on her hands and secrets in her eyes to set everything on fire.
But Asher isn't the only one on the edge of unraveling. Dallas wears his charm like armor and hides truths too sharp to speak.
Loyalty will be tested.
Lines will blur.
And no one is getting out of this untouched.
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"You like this," he murmurs, voice low and wrecked, his lips brushing my ear. "Being seen. Touched. Wanted."
My breath catches, hips bucking forward without meaning to. "Shut up," I whisper, even though the tremble in my voice betrays me.
He grins, wicked and knowing. "You want me to shut up?" He strokes once, harder. "Or you want me to make you beg again?"
I suck in a breath, eyes fluttering. "I'm not begging."
"Not yet," he says, tilting his head to kiss along my jaw, my throat. "But you will. You're already falling apart."
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