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He was never supposed to touch her.
She was never supposed to want him.
But some temptations don't fade... they poison you slowly.
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Ivy Johnson's life was simple, until it wasn't.
One trip. One encounter. One man who should have never crossed her path. Her ex-roommate's brother.
Elyas Ashford was everything Ivy had promised herself she'd stay far away from: rich, powerful, unapproachable. The kind of man who makes your pulse misfire in all the wrong ways.
From the very first moment they met, she knew she needed to stay away. Far, far away. But her plan didn't stand a chance.
Because suddenly, Elyas was everywhere. In the weekend trips with her friends that were supposed to help her forget how messed up her life already was. In her meetings. In her head, long after she told herself she was done thinking about him. And Ivy, despite every wall she builds, can't tell if she wants to escape him... or be consumed by him.
Maybe she should've known from the start...
Some people aren't lessons.
They are consequences.
And Elyas Ashford?
He's the kind you don't walk away from unburned.
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