BACHELOR SERIES 1: KILLING ME SOFTLY

BACHELOR SERIES 1: KILLING ME SOFTLY

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BACHELOR SERIES 1: KILLING ME SOFTLY He's got the power, she's got the passion, one month to surrender. He's a soldier, a ruthless seducer with a heart of stone. She's a stripper, a queen of the night with a body that's sinful and sweet. He wants her, and he'll do whatever it takes to get her. He leans in, his voice low and husky. "I want you to be my bed warmer, I'll pay you for a month. No questions, no attachments, just pure unadulterated lust." She raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the offer. "Just bed warmer?" He smiles, a wicked glint in his eye. "Yes, Just bed warmer nothing else." The air is thick with tension as she considers his offer. Will she take the money, so that she can escape the life she had right now, or will she declined it and just continuing her work? • @frhghdzhhh
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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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