Max has never admitted to anyone that he dreams about his past, snippets of dreams about people he’s sure are his parents… reading him a book, raising him up in the air, calling him another name he can’t remember… They seemed happy. So why did he find himself growing up at an orphanage?
Celine is always haunted by the event that changed her life forever, her sister getting taken. When her sister disappeared, she wished it had been her instead. They said she was dead, but she knew deep in her heart that her sister was still alive. Haunted by her past, she navigates her day-to-day tasks like a sleeping robot, waiting to be awakened by the right operator.
Two individuals, thrown together by fate whose secrets might destroy the fabric of their existence. Will they find the love lurking in the shadows or will it remain elusive?
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Some dialogue and instances might be familiar if you’ve read Clara’s Mystery, but this is all from Max’s perspective, and this book runs alongside the same timeline as the first book. 
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Celine swallowed the lump in her throat and touched her lips with the tip of her tongue. It was probably a bad idea because Max just moved his gaze to her lips as his pupils dilated. 
Her heart thumped a little faster, and she felt like a deer caught in the headlights. She could not look away. She could feel the tension in the air and could feel her control slipping. In her mind, she was kissing those lips right now while she stared longingly.
The server came while they were staring at each other, too caught up in the moment, forgetting they were at the restaurant, figuring out the next thing to do. 
Get out of there and continue the seduction, or let the tension build until the end of the night?
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Max's Revelation - Orphan Trilogy

Max folded the belt in half and pulled it taut, making that awful whipping sound that always meant you were getting punished. Celine swallowed the lump in her throat as she looked at her husband’s face. ‘What are you doing with that belt?’ she asked nervously. 


‘Before I tell you what this is for. I want you to strip,’ he said while leering at her body, pulling at the belt again. 


‘Everything?’ she asked while she slid the sleeves of her dress down her arms, exposing her naked breasts. ‘No bra, I see. No wonder I could see your perky nipples through your dress earlier. There’s punishment for that.’ 


‘What? I can’t wear one underneath the dress. It would ruin the look,’ she defended as the dress slid down to her feet. He shrugged. ‘We’ll see about that.’ Max flicked the belt again, making her flinch. 


R18 - NSFW