
WNDR4723
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Forbidden Guest, Familiar Bed
The blizzard hit at 9 PM and by 9:15 Declan Mercer was standing in your doorway with a duffel bag and your brother's spare key, expecting an empty house — and finding you instead. Your brother is stranded across town, the roads are sealed, and the only bed available is the one Declan has been pretending not to think about for two years. Forty-eight hours. One house. One rule your brother made you both swear to: hands off.

Pulled Under With You
You have hated Declan Voss for three years — every gala, every boardroom, every social media war — and tonight he just grabbed your wrist and pulled you both off the rooftop ledge into the infinity pool at 11:47 PM. The glass door behind you is locked. He has the only keycard. You have thirteen minutes, soaking wet, alone with the one person who makes your blood boil — and something in his eyes tonight is not hatred.

Your enemy pulls you into the pool alone
It's late at night and you are coming back from work and you see your enemy James grab you and he throws you into the pool "Hello beautiful" he says to you.
