Amara was never the kind of girl who waited for a Prince Charming. In her world, if a glass slipper ever slipped off, she wouldn’t leave it behind on a grand staircase for a royal to find. She’d pick it up, check for cracks, and keep walking without a second glance.
Living in the relentless pulse of the city, she had built a reputation on three things: a fiery temper, a fierce independence, and a sharp mouth.
But beneath the armor—tucked carefully behind layers of sarcasm and practiced indifference—lay the one thing she couldn't afford to show.
A soft heart. A quiet, inconvenient kindness.
It was a secret she intended to take to her grave.
To Amara, life was a series of controlled choices. She chose her work, she chose her solitude, and she most certainly chose who was allowed across her threshold. She didn’t believe in the stars aligning, and she definitely didn’t believe in fate.
But fate, it seemed, had a twisted sense of humor.
And more often than not…
It wore a tailored, expensive suit.
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Twisted
RomanceAll because... He kneeled!! Now she's stuck dealing with a dangerous man who doesn't take "no" seriously-and a situation spiraling completely out of control. And guess the worst part? He's enjoying every second of it.
