Where love is darkened and light is consumed...
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"Every time I walk into a room, your power wavers," she repeated herself, knowing he heard her the first time. "I am different from the rest, you and I both know that."
"If I took off my clothes right now, what would you do?" She knew the answer to that question already, grinding her front into his just to spite him. He clenched his jaw, rage radiating from off him, but she felt his truth beneath her, hardening completely. "No one else does that to you. Not her, not the next one. You're drawn to me, even if you don't want to be."
She molded her body into his, straddling him with intention. She moved her lips over to hover over his neck, getting more of his scent in the process. She saw his blood beat through his carotid, the artery jutting out to her. She would've kissed it then, but that wasn't the point. She aligned her head to meet the side of his, her lips at the shell of his ear while she whispered.
"The next time you want to remind yourself that you own me, know I own you just the same."
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Alexia Daniels never had life handed to her. Born from a broken household and tossed between families, the slums of New York City became the only place she could call home. No riches, no comfort, only survival. Her world was built on hardship until one night at a deserted motel and a boatload of drugs changes everything.
This discovery pulls her into the orbit of Vince Vikander, a man known as "Invincible." Cold where she burns, detached where she craves, Vince is both her equal and her opposite. The line between attraction and warfare is blurred, each determined to conquer without surrender. They enter a dangerous game where the stakes are nothing less than power, love, and ruin. Through it all, only one question remains:
Who will be the Victor?
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"You were mine the second you put your signature on that contract." He looked at me with pure lust and dominance in his eyes.
"F*ck you."
He smirks and moves closer to me, coming to my side of the booth and caging me against the window.
"I'll give you what you want if you do."
"And what do I want?" I question, holding eye contact.
"My head between your legs."
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"Dating or not... you're still mine."
Astoria always thought that the world was set up a certain way. That way being two levels of living. There were the rich people, and then there were the people who could barely afford a pack of ramen noodles. Obviously she was the ladder. She always hated the rich people she would see around the city. They had more money than they needed and didn't think to help the lower people. She was always alone. Her mother died when giving birth to her and her father gave her to her grandmother who died of old age before she could turn 3. She was orphaned and in foster homes her whole life, being alone was all she knew. On top of that her job as an exotic dancer barley covered her bills and she was late 3 months in payment. What was left for her? She had nothing.
Until one of the club Clients offers her a deal that may change her life...
Read Perfect Storm to find out how this predicament takes place...
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#1 Contract - 8|13|2023