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“I’m not a ‘thing’ to be possessed.” Olivia pulled her weight with her elbows and stared at Maxen whose head was now wedged between her legs. 

“Absolutely,” he agreed, widening the high slit of her gown. “You’re a goddess, Olivia. And I will even worship the land that you would set foot on.” 

... 

Olivia Lin. Exiled heiress of the biggest corporation in the small island of Nisia. Nobody knew of her name. Heck, nobody knew of her existence. Henry Lin, her father, left her in the farthest place from the country as possible the moment she was born. 

Maxen Victor Eton Sui, a heartbreak dressed in a hot suit. What more if he's wearing a crown? 

Now when their paths collide, will sparks fly? 

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*This book is for mature readers.

edited by Swaning


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Olivia Sparks

[Violence, which could trigger emotional distress, is found in this chapter. Certain scenes are graphic and could be upsetting to some. Proceed with caution. Discretion is advised.]

Wyatt coughed. Right before their very eyes were their colonel—the country's prince—busily pecking his wife in front of everyone, treating the rest as if they were as invisible as the still air that filled the warehouse.

He made sure his cough was loud enough to remind Maxen and Olivia why they were in the warehouse that afternoon.

Earlier, he had to rush back to the base upon receiving a message from Maxen. Little did he know they would be abducting a man who was already inside a prison.

Imman Han. Forty-five years old. He was Eli's uncle; younger brother of his deceased father. According to their background report, he was doing business in England up until his incarceration and returned home after serving time in jail.

Skewered and Roasted