Forbidden Fruit ⇢ Nishimura Riki

Forbidden Fruit ⇢ Nishimura Riki

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There are rules in my house-my brother's rules. Simple. Strict. Unbreakable. And the most important one? "My friends are off-limits. Don't talk to them. Don't look at them. Don't even breathe near them." For as long as I can remember, it never mattered. His friends were older, loud, immature, and completely uninterested in me. Until Nishimura Riki came. My brother's best friend. Four years older. Trouble wrapped in warm eyes and a smile that could ruin a girl's life. He was the guy who I can not seemed to ignore. And the worst part? The second our eyes met, I knew he felt it too- That small, electric shift. That pull we both tried to pretend wasn't real. I shouldn't want him. He shouldn't want me. My brother would kill him. And maybe kill me too. But temptation doesn't follow rules- And suddenly, neither do we.
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Seraphina Calloway always believed she would recognize betrayal if it ever came near her marriage. She imagined it loud. Obvious. Unforgivable. She never imagined it would look like this. Like her husband smiling at another woman the way he used to smile at her. Like late-night messages that weren't inappropriate - just intimate. Like emotional comfort slowly being outsourced. And she definitely never imagined standing outside a glass office in downtown Los Angeles... Watching her husband hesitate before pulling away from another woman's lips. The kiss wasn't hungry. It wasn't desperate. It was worse. It was familiar. And in that single second - She realized she had already been replaced emotionally long before that moment happened. She didn't scream. She didn't storm in. She simply turned... And walked away from the life she thought was unbreakable.

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