Hearts & Empires

Hearts & Empires

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Azazel Fraser and Cielo Lopez were raised to inherit wealth, not question it. And though their lives were mirrored in privilege and perfection, they still belonged to two different worlds, rivals by birth and strangers by design. When they're paired together for a high-stakes investigation final meant to test the sharpest heirs of the corporate elite, the polished realities they've built on a generational rivalry begins to crack. The academic truth they begin to uncover turns personal fast, each unexpected discovery pulling at a loose thread until the mere foundation of their lives begin to unravel, revealing the shattering corruption of those closest to them. In the ruins of everything they once thought they knew, the only thing left standing is the other. Curiosity turns into a heated anchor of intimacy that eclipses past resentment, and soon they find themselves cowering beneath empires built on secrets, hand in hand. But the endless web of secrets Azazel and Cielo have discovered don't just put their futures at risk, it forces them to come face to face with a horrifying reality...someone out there is willing to risk blood and money alike to make sure these secrets remain secrets.
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Kai sat at the edge of the bed, jaw tight, big hands wrapping gauze around my split knuckles. He was too careful, too quiet- the type that comes right before a storm rips through you. I woke up halfway through, yanked my hand free. "Don't touch me." He didn't flinch. Just looked at me with those wolf-grey eyes like I was the only war he ever wanted to fight. "Dont do that." I blinked."What?" His mouth barely moved."You dont get to do that after what you did." My lips curled into a dangerous smile. "And if I do?" He grabbed me by the jaw-gentle and cruel all at once. My breath hitched. "Then I'll just have to remind you who you belong to." His lips crashes against mine. The kiss was raw, possessive, demanding-his tongue forcing its way past my lips, dominating me until my knees nearly buckled. When he finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected us. I let out a needy, humiliating whine at the loss of contact. The world stopped "You want to break things?" His voice a low growl, "Break me.You want pain? I'll give you pain that loves you back. But if you ever throw yourself in front of filth like that again-" His grip on my jaw tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to own. "I might just kill someone." *** They call me the prince of chaos. The media's favorite sin. Award-winning artist, tabloid disaster, human trainwreck with pretty eyes and prettier scars. But I didn't ask for the crown. I do drugs to sleep. Smoke to breathe. Fuck to feel. Punch cameras.Curse in interviews. And I don't apologize for any of it. That's how I got kai-my new bodyguard. 6ft something of quiet death, jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and eyes like he's already decided how I'll die if I piss him off. He doesn't play nice and he sees too much. And when he touches me, the world gets quiet for once. This isn't your typical love story. It's war. ME vs Myself. ME vs My Past. ME vs the man who swore he'd protect me - even from myself. You want to know how it ends? So do I.

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