The King Who Melted Winter
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Aisha believed moving to Canada would give her the marriage she prayed for. Instead, it became the place where everything fell apart.
When her relationship collapses under betrayal and secrets she never saw coming, Aisha walks away thinking freedom is finally hers.
She's wrong.
Her past refuses to let her go-and one decision made behind her back drags her into a world far darker than she imagined.
Her survival comes down to one man.
Sameer Asad is everything people fear and whisper about-powerful, ruthless, untouchable. A man who doesn't interfere unless it benefits him.
Until her.
One look at Aisha unsettles him in ways he doesn't understand. She belongs to another man... or so he believes.
When he learns the truth, restraint becomes impossible.
He wants her.
But wanting her means becoming her shield-and her greatest danger.
In the cold depths of a Canadian winter, Aisha must decide: run from the darkness she escaped... or step into the arms of the man who could either save her-or destroy her.
Because with Sameer Asad, protection has a cost...
and love is never safe.
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