Heir of the shadow

Heir of the shadow

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At eighteen, Annika Solanki knew one thing for certain - stealing was wrong. Her father had taught her that. Lying was wrong. Breaking promises was wrong. Her mother had made sure of that. She believed her biggest battles would be math equations, strict teachers, and the occasional friendship drama. But being the daughter of the king's closest ally - and the childhood best friend of the crown prince - makes innocence a dangerous luxury. Annika has no idea what fate has written for her. She doesn't see the storm approaching the palace walls - a storm that will steal their peace, expose long-buried truths, and make her question the very morals she was raised on. Lies have been told. Truth will be exposed. Oaths were taken. Promises will be broken. And the throne- The throne will be stolen.
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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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