The wrong kind of Right

The wrong kind of Right

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When Sanaa's life finally feels hers again-freshly single, independent, and focused-she never expects her new colleague, Darius, to become the safe space she didn't know she was searching for.Tall, charming, and dangerously magnetic, he becomes her confidant, her secret comfort, and the one person who sees her fully. Their friendship crosses lines they both know they shouldn't, revealing desire, trust, and temptation that threatens to undo them both.But when reality catches up-his engagement, her need for independence, and the moral boundaries they can't ignore-they must navigate what it means to care for someone without letting it destroy themselves. The Wrong Kind of Right is a story about forbidden connection, emotional intimacy, and the strength it takes to step back when love doesn't align with life.
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"I think it's best we stay cordial while we're here. You know, avoid any awkwardness," I say, trying to sound casual. Jay leans against the doorframe, his eyes flickering with amusement as he watches me. "You want to be friends?" "No. I mean, not friends. Just civil," I answer, a little too quickly. "Okay. I can do civil," he says, his gaze never leaving mine like he is trying hard to read me. I look away, suddenly too exposed beneath his gaze. Damnit!This is going to be harder than I thought. - It was a moment. One that could have turned into something more.Until she walked away. Eight months later, Ira has to face him again. And this time, there's nowhere to run. Not for at least a week. After all, it's her best friend's wedding and he's invited too. So, she does what she's always done best-pretend. Pretend nothing happened. Pretend he didn't matter. Pretend her heart didn't skip a beat the second she saw him again. But Jay? He's not playing pretend. With that maddening smile and the kind of charm that should come with a warning, he's determined to remind her of everything she's tried to forget- even the years she's spent years mastering the art of detachment. He's the only one who's ever come close to reaching the version of her that she thought, she had buried long ago. And that's what makes him dangerous. Because she shouldn't return to who she was. She's ice. And he? He's the fire that never stopped burning. The real question is: Can she let his fire thaw the ice that's long been her shield?

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