UNHOLY TEMPTATION
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𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍,
𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚.
𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏,
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒎.
𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅
𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒂𝒎𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏.
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Daimen Markov
Cold, calculated, and devastatingly magnetic, Damine Markov was born into violence and carved into power. With a jawline sharp as the knife he carries and eyes that see through lies in seconds, he's the kind of man people follow-or fear. But beneath the ruthless heir is a broken soul that hides scars, secrets, and a dangerous need to claim what should never be his.
Elora Valentino
Raised within the suffocating walls of a cult disguised as a church, Elora is beauty wrapped in thorns. With dark eyes that have seen too much and lips that rarely smile, she carries grace like a blade-elegant, sharp, and deadly. Torn between blind faith and forbidden desire, she's a girl on the edge of freedom... if she dares to take it.
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