Fake It Till You Make It

Fake It Till You Make It

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Nova Lynn Mercer is known for her control. Even though she's small standing barely at 5'2. On the ice, every movement is deliberate-each extension held a fraction longer than necessary, each landing silent and exact. She skates like she's containing something powerful, and that restraint is what makes her impossible to look away from. Julian Maddox skates like the ice belongs to him. His style is bold and physical-deep edges, explosive power, and lifts that look almost reckless in their ease. At 6'3, he's impossible to miss, all long lines and confidence, moving like someone who's never been afraid of taking up space.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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