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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)

Mary dodged another pillow thrown at her, a smile widening on her face.

"Miss, you'll run out of items eventually."

Sarah raised her head from her own pillow and spoke with a sleep laced voice, "let me sleep Mary, just for one more hour, it's my wedding day and I know you wouldn't appreciate your mistress having bags under her eyes." It was a valid excuse but still an excuse nonetheless. Mary knew that if she came back in an hour, Sarah would still beg for another hour but as she looked at her sleepy mistress she reasoned that her being asleep was better than her being awake and panicked over her upcoming nuptials.

Mary smiled and rolled her eyes, "fine, one more hour but your sleeping won't stop me from working."

Sarah let out a groan, her head buried in her pillow. She dozed off fast, slipping easily into unconsciousness due to the lax state of her muscles.

Chapter Twenty Two