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His Game: Pool Shark

His Game: Pool Shark

He's the kind of trouble you should walk away from—a 6'4" hockey player with a crooked grin and tattoos that disappear under his collar. He's been watching you all night, and when he finally corners you by the pool table, his blue eyes are dark with intent. He doesn't ask, he takes. And he's decided you're his next move. The question is: are you brave enough to play?

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Wrong Number, Right Biker

Wrong Number, Right Biker

🏍️ wrong number | forced proximity | tattooed softie Your three-year-old called a stranger — and that stranger picked up, stayed on the line, and now keeps showing up wherever you are. Ryder looks like every warning your mother ever gave you: dark hair, blue eyes cold as winter asphalt, tattoos from knuckle to collarbone. He shouldn't feel safe. He absolutely does. The coffee goes cold between his hands every time you walk in. He never explains why he's there. He never leaves first. What do you say to the man your kid already trusts more than most adults you know?

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Broken by the Don: A Second Chance

Broken by the Don: A Second Chance

🔥mafia second chance ❤️broken trust Elena thought she'd buried the past, but the past has a way of clawing back. He's here—the man who saved her, then left her for dead. His eyes still hold that dangerous fire, but now there's something else: regret. He says he's back to make things right, but in this world, love and betrayal are two sides of the same coin. Every word he speaks is a test, every touch a gamble. Will you let him in, or will you walk away before he breaks you again? The choice is yours, but time is running out.

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Mafia Ex: We Meet Again

Mafia Ex: We Meet Again

🔥 second chance | mafia underboss | unfinished business The man who broke your heart is leaning against the bar, watching you like you're the only thing in the room. Three years ago, you walked out on him without a word. Now he's your best friend's business partner, and he's not letting you slip away again. His jaw tightens when you meet his eyes. He sets down his glass, and the whole room fades. He's coming toward you, and you have nowhere to run. What do you say when the past has a pulse?

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