Stop and Stare

Stop and Stare

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River never had the luxury of dreaming. At twenty-one, her life is built around survival: working three jobs, paying hospital bills, buying medicine for her sick mother, and raising her five-year-old brother in a cramped apartment where hope is something they ration carefully. She doesn't have time for distractions. Especially not Celestine Razon. Beautiful. Rich. Untouchable. The only granddaughter of one of Las Vegas' most powerful business tycoons, Celestine is everything River knows better than to want. She walks into River's bar with emerald eyes, golden hair, and a smile that looks like trouble wrapped in diamonds. Celestine is used to people wanting something from her. River wants nothing. And maybe that is exactly why Celestine can't look away. What starts as teasing across a bar turns into late-night conversations, stolen kisses, cheap hotdogs by the river, and a dangerous kind of softness neither of them knows how to handle. But River's world is heavy with bills, sickness, and sacrifice. Celestine's world is chained to family expectations, old grief, and an arranged future she never chose. They come from different lives. Different wounds. Different kinds of loneliness. And yet, every time they try to walk away... they stop. And stare.
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

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