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Brewing Love And Lies

The final ingredient to finding true love is one teaspoon of lies. **** On her 18th birthday, Elspeth's world was shattered after a one-night stand left her pregnant. The child's father, Alan, betrayed her by revealing his alliance with her scheming half-sister, Heather, who aimed to steal Elspeth's position as heiress. To protect their family’s reputation, her parents sent her away in disgrace. Years later, Elspeth returns, determined to reclaim her place and exact revenge on those who wronged her. But her family’s pressure to marry complicates things. Desperate to dodge a blind date, she impulsively kisses Castiel Stepanov, her daughter's teacher, using him as a convenient escape. When a key investor insists on meeting her husband, Elspeth sees an opportunity and proposes a fake marriage to Castiel. Castiel, a powerful Russian business mogul and part-time elementary teacher, has his own hidden agenda. Traumatized by witnessing the murder of his family, Castiel’s life has been driven by the desire for revenge. Unbeknownst to Elspeth, her father is responsible for the tragedy that destroyed his family. Eager to destroy Elspeth's life, Castiel agrees to the sham marriage, intent on ruining her and her father. As their fake marriage progresses, hidden truths and deep-seated wounds begin to surface. Can Elspeth balance her desire for vengeance with her need to protect her heart, her daughter, and her empire? And will Castiel follow through with his plan for revenge, or will love and the weight of the past consume them both? _______ TROPES: One night stand. Pregnancy. Contract/Fake Marriage. Win her back. Betrayal x Revenge Family. First person (dual perspectives) ______ IG: @ebynamani TT: @eby.namani

Eby_Namani · Urbain
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SHE'LL ALWAYS BE.

"Now this might be a mistake—that I'm calling you this late—but these dreams I have of you aren't real enough." — Faouzia.

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Song Recommendation: "Minefields" — Faouzia ft. John Legend.

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We staggered inside, our lips moving with raw hunger, starved for this moment—starved for each other. My heart raced as I kissed her with utter passion while she closed the door behind her. Her tongue teased my mouth, coaxing it to part open, and I slid mine inside hers, momentarily pausing when I tasted beer on her breath. She was drunk.

Elspeth giggled against my lips, sending shivers down my spine.

"Why did you stop?" she murmured, pulling away with a smug smile as I struggled to gather my senses. Shit. She's drunk, and she came to me.