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His, But Not Mine
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ClaraWynns
Ongoing, First published Oct 15
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Jazmine Knight had the kind of beauty that didn't announce itself - it arrived. Skin like dusk after a storm, eyes lined with both sleep and secrets. She moved like smoke: soft, deliberate, impossible to hold. Life had taught her how to read people faster than they could name their desires. Once, she thought she could use that to stay safe. Then Carter Hayes walked in.

He was charm in a tailored suit - the kind of man who smiled like sin didn't apply to him. Married, careful, and lonely in the way only men who have everything can be. Their affair started like a transaction and turned into a trap. Jazmine thought she was in control until she realized he wasn't buying her body - he was renting her freedom.

Now every touch feels like a bargain, every kiss like an apology neither of them can afford. And somewhere between the lies and late nights, Jazmine Knight - the girl who swore never to fall - is learning what it means to be owned without being touched.
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