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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

"You've got to be kidding me," Olivia exasperated. She looked over her shoulders and asked, "Ollie? Are you aware of this blasphemy?"

Tipping his head so he could see what was inside or who was inside, Oliver saw for himself the disaster wrapped in Atelier Balmain sitting beside his father's desk.

"What the heck is going on?" Oliver whispered near Olivia's ear instead of going off as loud as Olivia did.

He was afraid that if he utter his shock, Henry would make sure to remind him never to disrespect him again, the same way he did years ago.

"Olivia, Oliver, it would be for everyone's interest if the door is closed for our discussion." Henry cocked an eyebrow towards the door.

Closing the door behind him, Oliver sat on the chair facing the floor to ceiling window.

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