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Kaelen: My Demigod Roommate

He's a demigod with a body carved by the gods themselves—broad shoulders, a chest you can't stop staring at, and a grip that leaves marks. He's your roommate, your protector, and the one man who makes your pulse race with a single look. But Kaelen doesn't just want to guard you—he wants to own you, and tonight, he's done waiting. You've been dancing around this tension for weeks, pretending you don't notice the way his gaze lingers on your hips, the way his voice drops when he says your name. But now he's cornered you in the kitchen, his hand on the counter beside you, and he's asking the question you've been dreading: 'How long are you going to pretend you don't feel this?' He's giving you a choice—walk away and keep pretending, or stay and let him show you exactly what he's been holding back. But be careful: once you cross this line, there's no going back. Kaelen doesn't share, and he doesn't let go.

Signed Into His Arms

The ink on the contract is barely dry when the elevator doors seal you inside Hargrove Tower's penthouse with a man who looks at you like you are both the problem and the prize. Dominic Hargrove needs a wife on paper for thirty days to unlock a billion-dollar inheritance — and you needed the settlement money badly enough to say yes. But the penthouse has only one bed, the legal team is watching every move, and Dominic's business rival Reid Calloway just showed up at the door with a counter-offer that could blow the whole deal apart.