when the fire meets the rain.
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Ira's life has always been simple - mornings filled with quiet routines, afternoons spent teaching children, and evenings that pass without surprise. But one ordinary day, as she walks into a familiar courtyard, a single glance changes everything.
She wasn't looking for anyone. She didn't even mean to look up. Yet there he was - standing on the terrace, sunlight tracing the edges of his face, eyes locking on hers in a way that made the world fall silent.
She doesn't know his name. She doesn't know why her heart feels different now.
All she knows is that something shifted in that moment... and nothing may ever be the same again.
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I just close my eyes. Feeling him. Smelling him. Just existing close to him. My fingers clutch at his shirt, like it's the only thing keeping me from doing something reckless. Something completely, irrevocably stupid. Like kissing my son's best friend. And it feels so wrong. Oh God. So damn wrong. But then- His thumb shifts against my skin. A slow, lazy stroke. And suddenly, it feels so right. SO DAMN RIGHT. I breathe in too sharply. Mistake. He notices. Of course, he notices. His grip on my hips tightens. "You always this tense?" I force out a breath. "You always this annoying?" Leo laughs under his breath. "Only when I'm right." I tilt my head, and his eyes are already waiting for me-dark, unreadable, impossibly close. His fingers brush just above my waist. Barely there, but enough. Enough to make me hyper-aware of how easy it'd be to- "You wear this every night, don't you?" It takes me half a second to register what he means. The hoodie. His hoodie. *** 💔 She never expected to fall for him. 🔥 He never stopped waiting for her. 🏡 But some love stories don't follow the rules. Jenny Thompson moved to start fresh. A new neighborhood, a new home, a new beginning. What she didn't expect? Leo Mitchell. Her son's best friend. Fifteen years younger. And looking at her like she's something he's never stopped wanting. She tells herself it's nothing. She tells herself it can't happen. But then- 💬 "I don't know how to stop wanting this." 🔥 "Then don't." 📖 A slow-burn, emotional age-gap romance about love, healing, and the risk of wanting more. ** Taboo. Age gap. Off-limits tension. A love that shouldn't exist-but try stopping it.**Concluída
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Confidential
She was the quiet intern with big dreams and tired eyes. He was the unreachable senior with sharp stares and a voice that could make anyone pause. Their worlds collided in between deadlines, team meetings, and elevator silences. No one knew about the late-night calls, the coffee breaks that lasted too long, or the way he whispered "good girl" like it meant something more. In a company bound by rules and appearances, they were each other's secret-hidden behind locked phone screens and undone shirt buttons. But secrets have a way of surfacing. And love has a way of demanding more than silence. It was never just work. Not when the person you want is sitting across the desk.
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