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Kiera Campbell, a powerful heiress and the saviour of the Relish Group, thought she had it all when she married her secret love, Nicholas Relish, who later proved he still yearned for his first love, Cristal Duke.
As Kiera's marriage crumbles amidst heartbreaking revelations and unwanted pregnancies, a tragic accident occurs, leading to Kiera's untimely demise.
But destiny has an extraordinary plan for Kiera. Thrown back in time to a pivotal moment, she refuses to be a submissive wife anymore. Reclaiming her position as Vice CEO of the Campbell Group, Kiera embarks on a remarkable journey of self-discovery, rekindling her passions and embracing her independence.
Jace Dalton, the captivating CEO with an enigmatic charm and an icy demeanour that masks a burning desire for Kiera, emerges from the shadows with a goal in mind.
With a mysterious connection to her past, Jace sets a seductive plan to capture her heart in motion.
Yet Nicholas' grip on Kiera remains unyielding, and his vengeful lover is out for blood. As secrets unravel and vengeance looms, Kiera must navigate a treacherous storm of emotions, confront her deepest desires, and seize control of her own destiny.

Reborn Into A Love Triangle

"I know I am asking for too much," he whispered, "but I just have to taste you. Please give me permission to do it. I don't think I can go another minute without doing so."

Kiera swallowed, staring into those hypnotizing eyes of his. It was not easy but she finally gave in.

"Please, Jace." Her voice was shaky. She bit her lip, feeling weak and vulnerable. Even though she knew it couldn't be done outside, she could not hold back the need to roleplay with him.

His thumb slid across her lower lip, dipping inside and making her shiver.

"Say please again?" Jace smirked, running his finger along the edge of her chin. She opened her mouth and nodded.

"Please Jaceee..." her voice trailed off seductively, her lashes fluttering in a hypnotic dance as her lips sucked on his thumb.

She sucked her breath sharply, a guttural groan escaping her throat.

Permission To Burn