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"Just call my name, and I will stop, Lia," he whispered seductively, his lips pressed against my calf. 

I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. He was giving me a way out, a chance to escape this dangerous game we were playing. But I didn't want him to stop. I wanted to feel his touch and lose myself in the passion building between us. 

"Call my name, Lia," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin, his passionate eyes gazing back at mine. 

At that moment, I knew I lost.

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Life was mediocre for Amara until her Master brought a proposal for her or more like, it was an order: she was to marry the wicked Lord Damien. Refusal was out of the question for her, as she was merely a slave —a servant burdened by her parents' debts.

Just when all hope seemed lost, and she resigned herself to her fate,  a mysterious man shows up in front of her, kills the evil old lord, kidnaps her brother, and gives her certain tasks to complete. If she doesn't, then he will kill her brother. 

As Amara embarks on her journey to save her brother, she finds herself in the clutches of a handsome prince - a devil prince. Despite the danger that surrounds him, she is instantly drawn to his captivating charms. 

As she struggles to fulfill the tasks set by the mysterious man, her heart is pulled in two directions. On one hand, she feels an undeniable attraction to the devil prince; on the other, she is determined to do whatever it takes to save her brother's life. 

Will Amara be able to complete the tasks given to her by the mysterious man? Will she be able to save her brother's life? And what will happen when her assigned tasks clash with her feelings for the devil prince, forcing her to choose between her love for him and her family?

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Devil's Imposter Bride

As I stood there staring at Killian's disappearing back, I heard a whisper close to my ear. "Amelia, he's gone. You can stop staring...."

Goosebumps arose all over my skin, and I looked back at Arlo. Seeing that he was still holding my hand, I pulled my hand from his grip. Thankfully, this time, he let it go. "Arlo, what on earth are you doing? Have you lost your mind?" I questioned, feeling a mixture of anger and confusion.

Last night, he had crossed the line by sneaking into my room and kissing me on the forehead, and now he was doing it again. I realized that I had to put an end to this before things went too far.

Arlo smiled at me. "Amelia, you look scared. Am I scary? Or is it because of what I had done last night?" he asked.

I glared at him immediately. "You!"

Dressed like a prince