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Vows With My Beautiful Enemy

Married to your worst enemy — and somehow that's the easy part. Damien Ashford doesn't hate you carelessly. He hates you with the same focused precision he applies to everything else — which means he also notices everything: the way you tense when his hand finds the small of your back for the cameras, the half-second pause before you smile at his mother, the exact pitch of your voice when you're lying. Three hours of flawless performance at the gala, and the moment the car door shuts, the mask drops on both sides. No audience. No rules. Just two people who know exactly where the other person bleeds — and a contract that says neither of you is allowed to walk away.