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If you love something, you never set it free. You fight for it. And Ill fight for you.
THE MUSE
The nude sketch was left on my pillow. A sketch ofme. I knew I had a stalker—someone watching my every move from the shadows. I never expected him
The world knows him as Acheron—a world-renowned, billionaire stage artist who always wears a mask. He’s claimed me as his muse. And he’s created a dark exhibit just for me. Trapped in his underground gallery, I’m not just a historian. I’m his possession. His work of art. And I may never break free.
THE MASTER
She is...
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