He kissed me like a challenge. I kissed him back like a fucking curse. In a world built on lies, love is the most dangerous currency. Selene Ravelle isn't searching for salvation. She's hunted by those who want to own her... or destroy her. Heiress of power. Daughter of shadows. Queen of her own cage. Then comes Caius D'Arvell - the nightmare they whispered about in candlelight. Dangerous. Obsessive. Designed to ruin her... and burn with her. Their touch is war. Their kisses are curses. Their stares? Sharper than any blade. He wants her body. She wants his downfall. But desire doesn't bow. And when one of them finally falls... the other will follow - laughing in fate's fucking face. This isn't a story about a first kiss. This is a story about the first sin.
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