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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

It was eerily silent in the panic room where Olivia stayed after Maxen left to interrogate Lance Go.

She scanned the room and chuckled when the thought of the room being named "Panic Room" could, indeed, cause one to get panic attacks, what with the absence of a window. To say the room was suffocating could be an understatement.

Suddenly, she felt tiny insects crawl her under her skin as she turned claustrophobic the longer she stayed inside. Stroking both of her arms, she looked around the room one more time and scrunched her nose in dissatisfaction.

With all the time in the world to waste, she scrutinized the space, and she realized it didn't help that the walls were gray. The lack of colours gave the feeling of blandness and coldness sleeping from the walls—as if it could freeze the life out of a person standing close to it.

Face of Adversity