A War of the Heart
Samantha hadn’t spoken a word to Liam since last night’s fiery, breathtaking, soul consuming kiss.
Not because she didn’t want to.
But because she didn’t know how.
She had spent the entire night in her room, replaying the moment over and over in her mind.
The way Liam’s lips had crushed against hers, how his hands had roamed her body as if she belonged to him.
And the worst part?
She let him.
She had melted into his touch, lost herself in his presence completely forgetting that he was still a mystery she hadn’t solved.
A man with secrets. A man who played games with her heart too easily.
And she hated it.
Hated that he had that kind of power over her.
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A Morning of Silence
The next morning, Samantha found herself in the grand dining hall once again.
Lia
