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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

Maxen scratched the skin above his eyebrows. His eyelid fanned as he blinked, making a mental note to keep Queen Isla's morning meetings with Olivia in moderation.

Hearing his wife mimic his mother's expression didn't sit well with him. His thoughts were a mess over the endless possibilities of Queen Isla's mannerisms rubbing off on his darling wife.

What if Olivia would pick up other habits from Queen Isla? Habits that he didn't like to be on the receiving end of?

For example, how Queen Isla wouldn't budge until she got from Maxen what she wanted or her constant "reminders" of matters she already said for the hundredth time. What about the way she always had the last say in everything, including his choice of cologne?

Soft and Delicate