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𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩.
𝙃𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙.
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚... 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙝𝙞𝙢...

𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐫𝐚 doesn't fall easy.
But 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 isn't the type you run from-
he's the kind you run towards, even when you know he'll ruin you.

He's her brother's business partner.
Arrogant. Cold. Off-limits.
But his eyes burn when they meet hers,
and his voice turns sharp when she pulls away.

They were never meant to be anything but enemies.
But some nights, hate feels too much like hunger.
And when his hands find her skin,
her rules fall apart-one breath at a time.

This is not a love story.
It's a slow unraveling.
Of clothes. Of pride. Of everything she thought was safe.