Code Of Secrets
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"If I hate something, would you hate that too?" she murmurs, eyes lifting to his like she's asking for a vow.
Alonzo doesn't even blink. "Abso-fùćking-lutely. I wouldn't just hate it- I'd destroy it."
She exhales, a tiny shaky breath. "And if I love something... you'd love that too?"
His jaw flexes. "Depends."
"Would you love it for me, Alonzo?" she repeats.
"...I can try," he whispers, like it's the closest thing to surrender he's ever given anyone.
"I love you, Alonzo."
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We all have heard the stories of mentors and students. Of knowledge passed down, discipline shaping ambition.
But what happens when the mentor is more than what he appears to be?
He is Alonzo Accardi, the youngest managing partner of Accardi Law Firm. Brilliant, Cynical, Unreadable. In boardrooms contracts are signed under his name, some written in ink, some in silence and some in blood.
She is Iraanya Kashyap, sent to his mansion to prepare for her Law exam under his guidance. She thrives on feral curiosity and pure recklessness. And yet, in her defiance, she finds herself entangled in codes she isn't aware of, written on paper and power.
She is not only a student.
He is not only a tutor.
This is not only a lesson.
And many questions are yet to be answered.
Together they step in a world where knowledge is not innocent, where lessons leave scars and where every answer only sharpens the question.
𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞
𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚
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