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I posted my secret on an anonymous app. He found it. Now he's at my dinner table.
He killed my father and kept the money. So I took his sister. Now he's taken me.
Every time you have sex, you lose a sense. He's lost three. I've lost one. And I want him anyway.
I found a token in my dead father's things. Now a fae lord lives in my kitchen, grants my wishes wrong, and can't lie. The catch? Every wish reveals what I truly want. And what I truly want is him.
He woke up with no memory. My face was the only thing he knew. I should have run.
He's betting I'll fail. I inherited a ranch I can't run. Neither of us planned on wanting more.
I'm his fake fiancée. Six months, no touching, no falling. We broke every rule by week two.
72 hours. Hostile territory. The ex I never stopped loving is the only one who can save me.
He vanished after his brother died. I found him next door. Now he's writing songs about me.
My father sold me for his debts. I have 30 days to resist the Don. I'm already losing.