Off Limits to Love
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He wasn't meant to fall for her.
He knew she was off limits - his best friend's little sister.
...but Esha?
She makes him lose it.
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Esha knows one rule clearly: Don't fall for your brother's best friend.
But rules were made to be broken... right?
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"She's his best friend's sister... and his biggest weakness."
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