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Beside Her Always

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[Warning: Contains Mature Content] •°• “We’re better off as friends,” Ray muttered, minty breath brushing the tip of my nose as if trying to convince himself. “You crossed that line the moment you held me like you did,” I countered, staring into his glistening light-brown eyes. •°• A secluded island. A dangerously handsome man. Secrets that could kill. Games that blur the line between survival and desire… It doesn’t get better than this. Mia Amelia Stennett is a woman with more to hide than she dares admit—and demons she can’t outrun. Locked in a battle for both her life and her heart, she learns that nothing is as it seems, and trust is a luxury few deserve. Ray is drop-dead gorgeous, carefree, and maddeningly mysterious—a charming asshole with a mountain of secrets. He tries to keep Mia out of his tangled world, but resisting her proves impossible. •°• Dive into the thrilling, twisted, and dangerously intoxicating lives of Mia and Ray—where passion collides with peril, and every secret comes at a price. •°•
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