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"I want to kiss you Sarah, I've wanted to do it ever since I saw you on that balcony." Jonah spoke against her skin as his hands wrapped around her waist.
Sarah shivered, goosebumps erupting all-over her skin. This was the one man on Earth that she had vowed to hate eternally yet he was the only one who could set her body on fire. "I can't..." Sarah hated how breathy her voice sounded.
"You want me to kiss you, you can lie from your lips but your body tells a different tale." Jonah spoke against the column of her neck placing a kiss on her pulse point. A smile spread on his face when she let out a moan. She wanted him and that's exactly where he wanted her.
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Jonah Holland and Sarah Sutton have hated each other all their lives. Having been forced to grow up together as neighbors in the bustling city of London in the late 1800, the two are forced apart by fate. Only to be reunited years later as strangers, the two rivals must put aside their differences and work together. Sarah needs a husband to save her family's title, Jonah needs a wife to get his inheritance. Trying their hardest to avoid the growing attraction between them, they are caught in a scandalous position they have no choice but to marry. Will these two be able to put aside their petty grievances to get what they want.
 A marriage of convenience has never looked better, especially one between rivals.

Forever Yours (Truce 1)

Jonah had noticed the limited amount of servants in the large estate but he had chalked it up to be irrelevant, Lady Bradford had always been the independent and self sufficient type. Instead of tens of maids shuffling about, giggling about nothing and everything, the halls of the Bradford residence where empty, with only a maid or two fluttering by. His footsteps echoed around the walls as he walked, the sound ominously surrounding him and sending a chill down his spine. The dark walls held a gloomy and lonely sense to them. He'd been to the Bradford estate many times in the past and he didn't remember it being that way, granted, he'd only been a child but it was worth remembering since he'd terrorised young Sarah in between those very walls. The servants had to have been sent away.


Chapter Eighteen